“Evander…”
“Unbutton your pants. Slip them off.”
“What?”
“We don’t have a reservation at The Country Barn. Let me make you feel good.” He pulled away, opening the car door and getting out. She was left bereft, wondering what was happening. When the passenger door flung open, she gasped.
He not-so-gently swung her legs around to face him. “Lift up.”
She did as told and he tugged her pants off the curve of her ass and down her legs, hooking them on the back of her seat.
“Open,” he said, spreading her thighs. She only had on a pair of pink panties, part silk, part lace. She felt so exposed, the gentle breeze from the vast fields caressing her nudity.
Before she could question him again, he dropped down on one knee and licked the thin material covering her pussy. She wasn’t expecting such an inhibited jolt of pleasure. It was more than she felt the first time with him in bed because her arousal had been mixed with fear. Now it was all about carnal needs.
Callie cried out despite her attempt to keep some semblance of control. Evander slid her panties to the side, then used his tongue to tease her into oblivion.
“Oh my God,” she chanted.
Even though there were no cars, being out in the open in such a compromising position made it feel naughty, turning her on until she was thrusting up into his face.
“Such a dirty girl,” he said before sucking her clit again. “I could live between your legs.”
“Yes,” she cried, feeling the heat of an orgasm rushing to the surface. “Please…”
“Yes, beg me, baby. I’ll make you come. I’ll give you exactly what you need.” Then he ravished her cunt with his wicked tongue and lips in ways that had her spiraling out of control with blind pleasure.
She came violently, her entire body pulsing with wave after wave of pure bliss. Her eyes were closed, her back awkwardly against the center console, but she didn’t care. As the contractions eased and her breathing calmed a degree, she opened her eyes.
Evander was standing there, looking commanding and intense. She still had her legs wide open and suddenly started to feel embarrassment and wiggled up into a sitting position.
“We’ll continue this later,” he said, giving her a sexy wink. “Right now, we have a date.”
All she wanted was for him to unzip and fill her with his cock. She could practically feel him filling her and it was distracting. It would be hard to enjoy the goats and sheep on their date when all she’d be thinking about was the beast next to her.
Chapter Seven
Time was ticking and Evander knew he should get Callie back to his home so he could deal with his hit with Bastian. He had never considered his work an inconvenience before. In fact, he rather enjoyed his job, and being a contract killer came easy to him. He wasn’t a good guy. Had never claimed to be.
He’d never had to worry about what his job entailed. There had never been a woman out there that ever swayed his head. Sure, he enjoyed them from time to time, but not long enough to stick around, nor long enough to give a shit.
Callie was different. She had been unique from the moment he first caught sight of her. Maybe it was the innocence in her eyes. Even though life had dealt her a shit hand, she hadn’t let it tarnish her soul, and that was fucking beautiful. She’d endured rather than let life corrupt her.
He saw the cruelty and bullshit in the world. He was part of it. It darkened every part of his life—he couldn’t deny it. The world was fucking shit. But one look at Callie and he lost his mind for all the good reasons. She meant everything to him. The light to his darkness. He couldn’t get enough of her. He didn’twantto get enough of her. She called to him in ways he didn’t even understand.
Evander watched her eat, and he just couldn’t do it anymore. After licking at her cunt on the drive over here, he thought he would be able to handle not being balls-deep inside her. His plan had been to feed her, then take her home, fuck her, and get his job done. He couldn’t wait that long.
After she finished, and even though the animals were so incredibly cute, he needed to be inside Callie. Grabbing her hand, she let out a little giggle but didn’t argue with him as he walked her toward the men’s toilets. There was a lock on the door, and it provided them with enough privacy, so he slidthe bolt into place and moved Callie so that she was facing the bathroom mirror.
He eased the straps of her top down, and she cried out as he pushed her bra out of the way, exposing her large, full tits. He cupped them within his palms, marveling at the softness of her skin. His cock was already hard as rock. He let go of one of her tits, to slide his hand down her side, going to her thigh. He forced her pants down and tore the panties right off her, and quickly shoved them in his pocket. She was not going to be needing them for the rest of the night.
He cupped her full ripe ass in his free palm and let out a groan at just how sexy she felt within his grip. She drove him wild. He squeezed the flesh, then positioned her at just the right angle over the counter, so that he could fill her tight cunt. The reflection of her gorgeous tits and flushed cheeks in the mirror was perfection.
Once he had her where he wanted her, he pressed his palm to her pussy to find her still dripping wet. He pressed a single finger inside her, and she was so incredibly tight. He added a second finger, stretching her cunt, and then he moved his finger to her clit and started to dance across it. She cried out, rocking against him.
He leaned over and kissed her neck. “You want my dick, don’t you, baby?” he asked.
She whimpered.