“What the hell happened?” he asks, leaning closer to me, but my eyes are on Colton’s, which are filled with concern as he looks behind us, where I’m sure Gia is waiting tables like she was doing earlier.

Pulling my attention from Colton, I turn to meet Evan’s gaze. “I’ll tell you later,” I murmur, and his eyes search my face before he nods and wraps his warm hand around the back of my neck, so he can tug me closer and place his lips to my forehead.

“You okay?” he asks when he pulls back.

Grinning, I answer, “Absolutely.”

“You’re a pain in the ass.” He smiles, and I lean closer, pressing my mouth to his ignoring his statement.

“Oh, my God,” I hiss, holding on to Evan’s hair as his mouth devours me, my naked back pressed to the wall just inside the hotel room’s door, with him on his knees in front of me, still fully clothed. As soon as we got into the room, he made quick work of stripping me naked, and then made even quicker work of giving me an orgasm. Now, I was working toward the second.

“Fuck, baby, get there. I need inside of you,” he growls, thrusting two fingers deep, sending me to my toes.

“I’m close.” I moan, “So close.”

“Fuck,” he snarls, tossing my leg over his shoulder, opening me up more. My head bangs back against the wall and I cry out as another orgasm slices through me, sending me reeling. Before I’m even back to earth, my body bounces against the bed and Evan is towering over me. Ripping his shirt off over his head, my hands go to his chest then down to his abs.

“I need you in me,” I tell him, fumbling with his belt buckle, while his lips close around my nipple, sucking deep. “Oh, God,” I whimper, when his fingers pull on my neglected nipple, tugging the tip, causing my hands to lose purchase on his belt and my back to arch.

Releasing my breast, he rolls to his back. His hands finish unhooking his belt and the button of his jeans. “Mouth around my cock, baby,” he growls, sending a thrill down my spine as his hips lift, exposing everything that is him. Helping him get his boots and jeans off, his knees lift and his hand wraps around the base of his cock, stroking once. Moving between his spread thighs, I wrap my hand over his and glide down his length, holding his gaze. “Give me that mouth.”

Leaning over him, his hand and mine move together as I lick across his lips. His free hand tangles in the hair at the back of my head, bringing me closer so he can kiss me deeper before his hand tightens and he forces me back an inch, then more pressure as he guides my face down. The dominance in his move has wetness spreading between my legs.

Licking around the tip, I slide my mouth down, meeting our hands. His hand moves from under mine to over it as I swirl my tongue and take him deep. “Jesus, your fucking mouth,” he mutters, and my free hand moves up his thigh, cupping his balls gently as I twist my other hand up with every downward glide of my mouth. Working him over, I feel him tense, and then his hand in my hair tightens once more as he pulls me away from his cock.

“I wasn’t done,” I tell him.

“You can do it again later,” he mutters, wrapping his arm around my back.

“I was doing it now,” I complain, as he moves me to my back, tosses my legs around his hips, and slams into me hard.

“You can do it again later,” he repeats, sliding out.

“Later,” I agree, pulling his mouth down to mine. His tongue slides in as his hand moves between us, zeroing in on my clit.

God, yes.

“You’re soaked, baby,” he groans, going deeper as I lift my hips higher off the bed.

“I know,” I agree, running my hands down his back and grabbing on to his ass, feeling his muscles contract as he plows into me. “I’m going to come,” I whisper, shoving my face into his neck, while he circles my clit faster and his hips buck into mine so hard that my breath catches.

“Hold it.”

“I can’t,” I whimper, digging my nails into his skin.

“Hold it, baby.”

“Ev, I can’t!” I cry out, trying, really trying, to hold it off, but the way it’s building, I know there is no way I will be able to hold the orgasm back once it takes over.

No way at all.

“Fuck, baby, come,” he growls, and I do. I come hard as his fingers pinch my clit, tugging once. My body arches and my legs tighten as he rides me out, thrusting twice more before planting himself deep inside of me.

Breathing heavily, my arms and legs tighten around him farther and my face moves to his shoulder, pressing there as waves of pleasure course though me. My skin feels undone and my limbs feel like jelly. “You okay?” he asks, pressing a kiss to my neck, dropping his elbow to the bed, while his hand sifts through my hair.

“Yeah,” I whisper, leaning back to look at him.

“Good,” he whispers back, and his face goes soft as the next words leave his mouth. “I saw it, baby,”

“Saw what?” I question, studying him and thinking he is beautiful.

“What you’re afraid to say. What you’re afraid to admit to yourself…to me.”

“Ev…” Tears fill my eyes as my heart speeds up.

“I know it’s there already. Maybe it never left, but I saw it, and I want it.”

“I…” I close my eyes, wishing I could make him understand what I’m feeling, why I’m so afraid.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m not letting you go anywhere either.” His fingers sift through my hair again, and my eyes open to meet his.