And then she purposely let the back of her knuckles brush against the solid bulge stretching the denim alongside the zipper’s teeth.
He sucked in a breath, his six-pack tensing at the same time the impressive erection twitched beneath her touch. “You’re playin’ with fire, Evelynn.” Beckett rumbled the warning. “Just remember what they say about paybacks…”
Evie’s soft chuckle filled the air around them. “That a threat, cowboy?” she teased, pulling the zipper’s metal tab down the rest of the way.
The stuttering sound of the metallic teeth seemed almost deafening in the otherwise silent room.
“No, darlin’.” His fingers slid into the curls at one side of her head before he gently guided her focus back up to his gorgeous face. “That’s a promise.”
The expression on his face left her breathless, sending Evie’s heart skittering deep inside her chest. Beckett’s brown eyes appeared almost blackened with desire. A desire she understood all too well.
Despite her recent thoughts about savoring the moment, Evie’s ferocious need for him far exceeded her inner strength. She’d never wanted a man more, and it was that very same primal need pulsing through her veins that was the driving force pushing her closer and closer to paradise.
Evie reached up, pushing his jeans down the length of his strong, masculine thighs. Keeping her eyes on his, she gave his black boxer briefs the same treatment.
Seconds later, Beckett’s erection bobbed free.
She did her best to school her reaction, but the tantalizing movement still managed to pull her focus straight to its source. Heat curled down her spine as she caught her first sight.
Long. Hard. Ready.
Oh, my.
He was even bigger than she’d imagined, though she shouldn’t have been surprised. The man looked like a sculpted god with his lean, muscular physique. A tall, dark, and ruggedly handsome deity whose sole purpose for walking this earth was to bring her pleasure.
And though she was fully aware of how fantastical her recent thoughts were, she was nothing if not a dreamer.
Speaking of dreams…
Intent on fulfilling one of hers, Evie reached out, wrapping her fist as far around his swollen cock as she physically could. Beckett’s low moan spurred her into action, and she began stroking his hot length in slow, calculated movements.
He sucked in another breath, and her inner muscles clenched with anticipation. His erection was so full, almost angry in appearance. But if the drop of moisture coating the tip was any indication, he was enjoying every slow, methodical stroke.
Bet he’ll enjoy this, even more…
Evie leaned forward, keeping her movements slow enough to give him plenty of time to change his mind. But Beckett didn’t try to stop her, and if he had any reservations about where things were headed, he didn’t let it show.
“Myturn,” she whispered a repeat of his earlier sentiment.
She leaned down, sucking him deep into her mouth. A deep, almost primal moan escaped from his lips as she used hers to torture him in the most delicious way possible.
“Jesus, Evie,” Beckett breathed.
His hand went to the back of her head, his fingers filling with her hair. Evie began sucking him in harder, while continuing the slow, torturous slide of her fist.
A slight sting registered in her scalp, but the pain was surprisingly pleasurable…and erotic as hell. Struck with a feeling of feminine strength and sexual prowess, she reached up, cupping the delicate area below his shaft as she pumped him in and out of her mouth in a sensual rhythm.
“Christ Almighty.” He panted. “That feels…” Another pant. “Fucking…amazing…”
His deep, even breaths came faster and shallower as the seconds ticked past. Evie could feel his balls tightening against her palm, and she knew the delectable combination of hermouth and her fist were getting Beckett closer and closer to where he needed to be.
But just as she was certain he was about to explode into a fireball of orgasmic bliss, she found herself being carefully pushed away.
“Hey!” Evie admonished with a frown. “I wasn’t finished.”
“Maybe not, but I just about was.” He shot her a knowing glance. “And as much as I enjoyed the hell out of your mouth, that’s not how our first time is goin’ down.”
Going down…no pun intended, right?