How to Save a Life(33)

“Right so far,” I breathed back.

Evan brushed his lips against my ear and whispered, “And now you’re thinking…”

“Yes…”

“You want me to go down on you until you come so hard you’re screaming.”

The words made a breathless flush of heat surge through me. My mouth fell open against his cheek. “Am I?”

“Aren’t you?” His breath was hot on my neck as he pressed me against the wall of the pool. His body gliding up then settling tight to mine.

“Josephine.” He lay a kiss on my collarbone. “I want to make you feel so good.”

I nodded, my voice lost in a rush of desire. Fierce. Strong. Stronger than I’d ever thought possible. Just the idea of his mouth between my thighs sent shivers skimming over my skin, down to my breasts and into my stomach. My nipples hardened, straining through the thin fabric of my suit.

Evan saw it happen and a gruff sound of want escaped his throat. His mouth trailed with a harder intent, biting kisses along my neck. Below the water, his hands brushed my waist then took hold of my hips. A little cry came out of my mouth as he lifted me out of the water to sit on the lip of the pool. I looked down at those clear blue eyes, soft and electric. His pulse trembled in the soft hollow under his jaw, but his voice was calm and low.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” he said.

“I know you won’t. I trust you. But you…really want to?”

Evan nodded. “More than anything.”

Yeah, that about sums it up.

“All right. I’ve never done it before. I’m nervous as hell. Kiss me again.”

Evan moved between my legs. My calves dragged through the water and hugged his sides. He craned up for a kiss, licking his lips. A flush of wet heat between my thighs as his hand cupped my jaw. His thumb on my chin, pressing down to open my mouth wide. Wider.

He hovered there, dangling on the moment, his breath warm and soft in my mouth. I’d never wanted a kiss so bad in my life. I leaned toward him and he brushed his lips over mine. Just a brush, nothing more, wanting me to want him.

Another heartbeat, another breath, then I couldn’t take it anymore. My legs wrapped tight around Evan’s waist, cinched hard like a knot. I pulled him to me, his mouth to mine. He gave me his tongue and I nearly came right then and there.

With my mouth held open, Evan kissed me in a way that I’d never known people could kiss. His tongue… God, it swept through my mouth, demanding and deep. He captured my lower lip in his teeth and sucked hard. Within moments, I found myself wanting to push his head between my legs and beg for his kiss there.

“Evan,” I said, breathing hard against his lips. “Please.”

His hands came up to cup my small breasts. They fit perfectly in his palms. He rolled the ball of his thumbs over my nipples, pressed up hard and wanting inside my suit. His fingers ran along the straps then peeled them down, his eyes eating up what he found beneath.

His head leaned and he laid a kiss over my heart. Then his mouth found one breast, sucking and nipping at the naked nipple.

Oh my God…

I pulled in air between my teeth at the sudden tingling thrill skimming over my skin. He moved his mouth to the other breast, licking and sucking until little sounds of want were spilling out of me. Nothing I could do to silence them. I didn’t even try.

Evan released my nipple from his teeth and gave my mouth a last, lingering kiss before he drew away, his hands working my suit down my hips. I lifted enough so he could peel it all the way off. Then I watched him take me in. His stare unabashed as it took in my naked body.

Under his gaze, I waited for my old friends, shame and disgust, to come find me.

They didn’t show. Only this glorious, eager need and only Evan so willing to satisfy it.

He parted my legs wider, slowly. He moved in, his head dipped. His mouth…

The pleasure was literally shocking. With the first flick of his tongue, I shuddered as if an electric current were ripping through me. My back arched, my hips pressed up into his mouth, his lips, his tongue. Wanting more, nothing but more. Evan groaned, the vibration of his voice adding another strata of sensation. He built me up, layer upon layer, raising me up toward some unknowable peak.

Without breaking his kiss, Evan wreathed his neck with my legs. I braced my hands on the pavement behind me, let my head fall back and gave myself up to him. My hips were undulating now, bucking against the hands that held me steady. He never broke contact but sucked and licked and kissed until I felt myself start to shatter.

I sat up, my hands threaded tight in his hair as he made me come on his tongue. Come on his mouth that didn’t stop its perfect, skillful movements. He only slowed, gently, gradually, until one last shuddering, pulsing shard ripped through me and then faded to a thrumming ache of pleasure.

“Oh God,” I whispered, breathing hard, unclenching my fingers. “Oh my God, Evan…”

“Goddamn, you taste so good,” he groaned. Shoulders heaving, he rested his forehead against my stomach, spent, as if I were the one who’d turned him inside out.

“The things you say…” I whispered. “Jesus, Evan, how did you learn to do that?”

He shook his head, his breath uneven, his face flushed and smiling wide. He moved away from the wall to run his hands up and down my thighs. “I just did what I thought you’d like. Did you like it?”