Sure, Pal ('69 #1) Page 7

Evan let out a sexy as hell growl like he wanted me in a carnal, animalistic way. Then he retook my hand and kept walking.

  By the time we made it to my apartment building, I was pretty sure my panties had already melted away from all of the molten looks Evan kept giving me. When we made it up three flights of stairs to my front door, my pussy was practically aching to feel him. I’d never been this turned on in my entire life.

  Evan pushed me up against my apartment door, kissing my neck and running his hands all over my body. My breathing was heavy, and my skin felt flame-kissed everywhere he touched me. “Fuck.” He groaned in my ear. His lips grazed my jaw. “Fuck, Sienna. I want you.”

  I turned and struggled to get my key into the lock while Evan kissed my neck and pressed his hard dick against my ass. I finally got the door open, and we tumbled into my apartment, tearing at each other’s clothes. Evan kicked the door shut behind us and slid my shirt off over my head in one fluid motion. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him, aching to feel his skin against mine, kissing him like it was my last fucking day on earth.

  A tiny voice in my head whispered, “Stop. He’s Ava’s ex.” But a louder and much more insistent voice screamed, “Fuck Evan Cox right fucking now!”

  I moaned out loud when Evan’s thumbs slid into my bra and brushed against my nipples. I took his bottom lip gently between my teeth and buried my hands in his hair.

  Evan unhooked my bra and slammed me into the living room wall. Then his mouth was all over my naked tits, hot and wet. I gasped and moaned like a fucking porn-star, holding nothing back. I felt dirty and sexy and more alive than I’d ever felt in my entire life.

  Evan’s hands gripped my ass through my jeans. We needed to lose the clothes fast. Almost like he could read my mind, Evan backed down the hall toward my bedroom, with his lips never leaving mine. We crashed through my bedroom door and collapsed onto my unmade bed. I pushed his shirt up and dug my nails into his chest as he unbuttoned my jeans.

  Evan flipped me over so that I lay in the center of the tangled sheets. He stood and pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and slid out of his jeans. He stood at the end of my bed in black boxer briefs, with his dick bulging and pressing against the fabric, begging to get out. Evan slid the boxer briefs down and knelt above me. Evan fucking Cox — the star of every teenage girl wet dream I’d ever had, and most of my adult woman wet dreams — was kneeling over me, about to fuck me into next week.

  “Fuck, Evan.” I gasped. “You’re so hot.” I sat up and took his cock in my mouth.

  He groaned and buried his hands in my hair. After a few minutes, he shoved me down on the bed and tore my jeans off, throwing them in a heap on the floor. “Sienna.” Evan pressed himself against me and sucked on my neck, then my tits. His smooth, warm skin felt like heaven, and his hard dick pressed into my thigh filled me with more desire than I could take.

  “Evan, fuck me. For the love of god, put your dick in me and fuck me until I’m screaming your name!” I dug my nails into his naked ass and arched my back.

  Evan got a mischievous, teasing look in his eyes and nibbled on my ear. “Sure, pal,” he whispered. He buried one hand in my hair and slid the other into my panties, and groaned as he brushed the outside of my pussy. I was soaked — literally dripping. “Si-en-na. Girl, it feels like I might drown in there.” He slid two fingers deep inside of me and groaned even louder. “Fuck!” Evan’s eyes glazed over and traveled up and down my body. He pulled his fingers out of me and yanked my panties down. Evan pressed my thighs apart. Then he leaned back, grinning.

  I lifted my head. “Are you trying to kill me?” My voice sounded raspy and strained. That was how bad I wanted him.

  Evan laughed. “I wanted to enjoy the view first. Men are very visual, Sienna, and fuck, you are something incredible to look at.” He bit his lip and shook his head as his eyes continued to travel all over my body. “Condoms?” He asked.

  “In the top drawer,” I replied, breathless.

  Evan leaned over and pulled a condom from my nightstand. I watched with pulsing desire as he slid it onto his length. “One more question: Do you like it sweet and soft or rough and wild?”

  “Shut up!” I sat up, pushed him down, and straddled him.

  Evan laughed out loud and gripped my hips. “Rough then. That’s my girl.”

  His girl. Always.

  I guided his dick into me and let out more of those crazy porn-star moans. I didn’t even know where they were coming from. I’d never made those noises in my life. I’d also never felt remotely close to orgasm from penetration alone, but the feel of Evan inside of me had me close to falling over the edge.

  “Fuck, Sienna!” Evan’s eyes were closed, and he gripped my hips tighter.

  I rocked up and down, riding his cock, and he thrust up to meet me, creating a perfect rhythm. It felt like our bodies were the only things that existed in the universe for those few minutes. It was just him and me.

  When my orgasm hit, it was powerful and deep. I threw my head back and cried out, “Fuck, Evan! Oh god!”

  “Shit! That feels good! Fuck, Sienna, you’re so tight!” Evan groaned and flipped me over, driving into me hard enough to slam my head into the headboard. “Shit, sorry.”

  I shook my head. “Do it again. That’s so fucking hot.” I wrapped my legs around him and grabbed the headboard to brace myself.

  Evan gave me a wicked grin, bit his lip, and shook his head. “Damn, girl.” Then he drove into me again and again until he came. He pressed his lips to my neck and moaned out his pleasure. My body tingled from head to toe. I adored making Evan feel good. It had to be one of the best feelings in the world.

  When he finished, he didn’t roll off of me. He collapsed on top of me and buried his face in my tits, still thrusting.

  I laughed out loud. “What are you doing? You are so not hard anymore, dude.”

  Evan laughed, too. “I wanna do it again. I don’t want it to stop.” He let out a frustrated groan and pulled out of me. He lay on his back next to me, staring up at the ceiling. “Sienna fucking Black,” he sighed. Evan glanced over at me. “We should have done that a long time ago.”

  I smiled and rested my head on his chest. He immediately wrapped his arms around me. God, this was where I belonged.

  “Sienna?”

  “Yeah?”

  “I meant what I said to you back in high school, and I never really stopped thinking about you.” He ran his hand gently up and down my back, giving me chills. Then, Evan whispered, “I think I’m always going to be in love with you.”

  My heart raced, and my whole body tingled again. This moment was so goddamn perfect that I was afraid to speak and accidentally ruin it. I whispered, “Me too.”

  We lay there together, in the quiet, with Evan stroking my skin, until we started to drift off. Right before I closed my eyes, guilt settled in the pit of my stomach.

  Ava.

  But Evan and I were in love. She would understand, wouldn’t she? Ava said all the time that she loved me and wanted me to be happy. Would that love and support extend to this? Or was sleeping with the guy that broke her heart completely unforgivable?

  But I loved Evan first…

  I bit my lip and lifted my head to gaze at Evan’s sleeping face. I did love him, so damn much. But Ava loved him, too. How could she not? How could I not?

  I knew, deep down, that I would have to choose between Ava and Evan and that the choice would be final.

  How soon would I have to decide?

  14

  Evan

  I woke up to the sound of a phone ringing. Then I heard Sienna yell, “Shit!”

  She stumbled out of bed, and the sight of her gorgeous naked body made me hard. Sienna clutched her phone and paced back and forth in front of her bed, with wild panic in her eyes. “It’s Ava! She wants to video chat!”

  I sat up and groaned. “Well, I would advise you not to answer that naked. I would also advise you not to get dressed, so it looks like
your only option is to get your ass back in bed with me and fuck me again.”

  Sienna glanced at me and smirked. Her phone stopped ringing, and she let it slip from her fingers. It landed on the carpet with a soft thud. Then she walked toward me with desire burning in her mind-numbing gold-green eyes.

  My heart raced, and my eyes traveled all over her body. Which part was my favorite? Her round, perky tits with their tight, pointy nipples made my mouth water. The soft curve of her hips begged for my hands and her sexy as hell pussy needed to be fucked.

  When Sienna reached me, she took my hands in hers and pulled me up. “Come here. I’ll show you how my shower works.”

  I grinned at her and followed her to the bathroom, pressing my hard cock against her delicious ass. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck. “Sure, pal. It looks like a pretty complicated shower. I’m going to need lots of help.”

  Sienna laughed. “Yep.” She pulled back the shower curtain and turned on the water. I kissed her shoulders and massaged her breasts while we waited for it to warm up. Then Sienna stepped inside. She closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair as the water washed over her.

  “Fuck, that’s hot,” I said.

  Sienna laughed and turned to press herself against the shower wall. She glanced over her shoulder, arching her back, and asked, “Are you going to get in here and do anything about it?”

  She wanted me to take her from behind. Hell, fucking yes. I wasted no time climbing into the shower and pressing myself into her. I gently wrapped my hands around her shoulders, kissing her neck and jaw. She gasped and let out one of her sexy little moans. I slid into her pussy, bare, and couldn’t hold in my own moan. Fuck, she felt unreal.

  I thrust into her over and over again and slid my hand between her pussy and the shower wall. It felt incredible when she came with me inside her last night. I wanted to feel it again. I found her clit and circled it gently with my finger.

  When I was close to orgasm, I started to pull out, but Sienna gasped. “No! Don’t stop! I’m on the pill. Don’t fucking stop!”

  I couldn’t hold back any longer. I spilled inside of her, and she came close behind. I felt her walls tighten around me and groaned out loud. She was a fucking perfect fit.

  After the best shower of my life, I had to get to work. I was working the lunch and early dinner shift today. I kissed Sienna good-bye at her apartment door, and she gave me a sad smile. “I feel incredible and terrible at the same time,” she said. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long, but I’m so worried about how Ava will react to us.”

  I sighed and rested my forehead against hers. “Ava needs to get over herself.”

  Sienna let out a dry laugh. “She does. She absolutely does, but I still feel like shit for being dishonest. I feel like I’m hiding you from her because I’m afraid she’ll take you away from me again.” Sienna frowned and shook her head. “But then, I’m the one that took you away from her. At least that’s how she’ll see it.”

  I took both of Sienna’s hands in mine. “First of all, no part of me is interested in Ava. Second, you didn’t take me from her. I have a brain in my head, and I made my own decisions.”

  Sienna smirked and reached up to run her fingers through my hair. “I wondered about the brain thing in high school sometimes.”

  “Hey, now.” I grinned at her and kissed her softly. “When can I see you again?”

  Sienna smiled. “I would say tonight, but you’ll be working, and then I have to be up early on Monday. Maybe we could grab a quick dinner mid-week? And then I’m definitely free this weekend.”

  “That sounds perfect.” I kissed her neck and then her nose. “Do you have more shows this weekend?”

  Sienna grinned. “Yeah. I’m playing at a little coffee shop called Toni’s. The owner saw me at the bar one weekend and asked if I’d play at her shop every once in a while.”

  “That’s amazing, Sienna!” I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her neck again. I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t fucking get enough of that long delicate neck.

  Sienna moaned. “I love it when you kiss my neck!” She grabbed my face with both hands and kissed my lips. “Okay, you need to go so you can get to work, but I’ll text you, and we’ll figure out which night we can meet for dinner.”

  “Sounds great.” I turned and placed my hand on the doorknob. “I’m sorry, I just have to…” I grabbed her waist and pulled her in for another kiss. I didn’t want to let her go.

  Sienna laughed and kissed me back. “You’re gonna be late,” she said against my lips.

  “I don’t fucking care. I can’t stop kissing you.” I brushed my lips against hers, and she answered back with passion. Everything about Sienna was deep and exciting, even the way she kissed. I couldn’t get enough of her. That was the main reason I didn’t want to walk out the door.

  The other reason was Ava. If Ava got a hold of Sienna, she’d feed on her guilt, and then I might never get to hold Sienna like this again.

  But that was a stupid worry, wasn’t it? Ava wasn’t a manipulative teenager anymore. We were all adults now.

  ◆◆◆

  Our weeknight dinner was Sienna’s idea. She asked me to drive the Camaro to pick her up. I hadn’t taken the car to college. Classic beauties like that weren’t meant for the rough treatment of a cross-country drive. And since I’d been home, I’d been having too many mixed feelings about taking it out.

  That car made me think of my dad, and thinking of my dad made me think of cancer and death. It was an ugly cycle.

  But Sienna asked, and I didn’t even think twice.

  We picked up cheeseburgers and fries and sat on the hood to eat.

  Sienna smiled at me in the moonlight now, looking so sexy it almost hurt. She wore a short white sundress that would make it so easy to slip my hand between her thighs and make her gasp.

  I leaned over and stole some of Sienna’s fries. “I’ve always wanted to fuck a girl in this car.”

  Her eyes burned, and she uncrossed her ankles and spread her legs, just a little. “You never did?” She asked.

  I grinned and shook my head. “I broke up with my girlfriend the night I finished the car, and then I didn’t take the car to college.” I shrugged, “I mean, the girl that I wanted to fuck in there was off-limits. This girl is—and I can’t believe I’m saying this—sexier than the Camaro.”

  Sienna threw her head back and laughed.

  “I’m not kidding Sienna, this girl— I’m sorry, woman, she’s a woman now. I would pick her sexy as fuck body any and every day over this car’s body. And starting her engine feels a million times better than starting this engine.” I patted the hood of the car.

  Sienna watched me with parted lips and legs. My eyes drifted down to the space between her thighs. That’s right, baby. Just a little more… I licked my lips, and my heart raced. She gazed at me, eyes full of lust, and spread her legs apart even more.

  My cock stirred, and I slid off the car, spilling all of my fries in the parking lot. I pulled Sienna against me. She kept her legs open and wrapped them around me, and I could feel her pussy pressed up against my erection. I was willing to bet money that it was wet and ready for me. “Sienna, will you make my horny high school boy dream come true tonight?”

  Sienna rubbed her pussy against me and let out a soft moan. Then she laughed and said, “It’s my horny high school girl dream, too. Sometimes, when I would sit on your garage floor and watch you work on this car, I’d imagine you taking my virginity in the front seat.”

  I gripped her body and pressed my cock even harder against her. She was grinding on me and making these sexy little noises that had me ready to burst. “Fuck, Sienna!”

  She bit her lip, inching up her little white skirt to tease me.

  Fucking. Hell.

  When she lifted her skirt completely, I legit almost came in my jeans. Sienna wasn’t wearing panties, and she’d waxed everything for me. I moaned and knelt in the parking lot and th
en brought my lips down to her sweet smooth pussy. I slid my tongue into her and brushed it against her clit.

  She gasped and gripped my hair, bucking her hips. I kept licking her, gauging her reaction to every type of movement I made with my tongue. When I found her favorite rhythm, I licked until she was screaming, “Evan! Oh, god! Oh, Evan!”

  So, Sienna could be a screamer. Fuck. Yes. I’d gotten a little taste of it at her apartment last weekend, but this screaming was even better. It was a good thing the parking lot was so secluded and deserted.

  When Sienna’s eyes popped open, they were wild with desire. She tugged my jeans open and drew out my rock hard cock. “Evan,” she panted, “Fuck me.”

  I took her hand and slid her off the hood of my car, then I wrenched open the passenger door and pulled her onto my lap. Sienna straddled my cock and moaned and tightened around me as I slid into her. “Evan, my dad said I have to be home by midnight.” Her words were breathy.

  What? I paused and looked up at her. She gazed at me with pure hunger in her eyes, and then I understood. We were playing high school fantasy, and fuck if that didn’t turn me on even more.

  She rocked her hips up and down, riding my cock while still wearing a cute little sundress. Something about her sweet, innocent looking dress, hiding the fact that I was buried deep in her pussy, was as hot as fucking hell. Sienna was really selling this fantasy of a high school fuck in my Camaro.

  She braced herself against the ceiling and rode me harder. Sienna’s sensual moans gave me chills. I took her earlobe gently in my teeth. “You’re fucking perfect, girl.”

  She whimpered and gripped my shoulders. “I think I’m coming again.” And then Sienna was making noises that would put a porn-star to shame. I followed close behind and rode the waves of pleasure like Sienna rode me.

  She sighed and then wrapped her arms around me, still straddling my dick. “Wow,” she whispered. “That was at least ten times hotter than my fantasy.”

  I nodded. “Best sex of my life.” I gazed into her eyes with a smile. “I think this car has finally earned a name, baby.”