I'm All Yours (14 page)

She murmured as
her
pussy squeeze
d
his dick like she was going to c
rush it. Evie’s eyelids fluttered
,
and she
threw her head back as it
pulsated and then milked him. She looked even more beautiful when she climaxed
,
and th
ere was no doubt she’d done just
that. Her cheeks were flushed, a loose tendril of hair shading her left eye. Now it was his turn. He was free to let loose and enjoy the pleasure of being inside of Evie.

Kyle thrust hard and deep, panting on each movement until
…
bliss. He’d never expe
rienced anything quite like it
. Not only physically but mentally
,
too
. He felt connected to Evie. It was almost as if
they were meant to be together
,
and fate had a way of finally connecting them.

He pulled out of her and flopped down by her side. Kyle put his arm around her as Evie pushed her head on his chest.  She circled his nipple with he
r pinkie. He even liked that small gesture
.

“That was mor
e amazing than in the elevator,” said Evie.

“And we took it slow.”

Evie turned on her side and put her leg over
both of
his. “Thank you for tonight. The meal, the company, the…”

He put his finger on her mouth. He knew she was going to say sex
,
and he wanted to correct her.

“The lovemaking.”

“Yeah, the lovemaking,” she repeated.

“And the night’s not over. Let’s see what we can do for an encore.”

*
***

Kyle was spoiling her. He nipped her n
eck as she lay on her left side with
h
is dick plunged deep inside her, his hand around the front of her body, massaging her clit as he gave t
i
ny thrusts. His nose nuzzled the top of her spine
.

“You like this?” he whispered
.

“What am I going to do when you head out to
Montana
next week?” she asked.

“Ah
, so you’re missing me already. That must mean we have loads of things in common.”

He slapped his body into hers
,
and Evie closed her eyes. She
’d
not only miss having his body close to hers
,
but yes, she’d admit it, he was a great guy and fun to be aroun
d. Who would have thought she
would have ever owned up
to such a thing
?

“You could come with m
e?” he whispered. His thrusts go
t heavier and wilder.

Evie held the side of the bed, knowing another Kyle
-
supplied orgasm was brewing.

“I have to work
.
I’m…
”
Too
late to get any more words out because
her head spun, or at least the bed felt it had when another knock
-
your
-
socks
-
off climax washed over her. She sensed she was drooling
into the pillow, biting it, as her legs shook. Kyle panted and said
her name over and over again as he came
,
too.

He held her tight and kissed the side of her face.

“So do you always read in bed
before you turn out the light?” she asked him.

“Of course. It’s part of my nightly ritual.”

“You want to do that tonight?
You read to me
.
I read to you.”

“Oh, yeah, just make sure it’s a sexy story.”

Chapter Nine

Kyle
opened one eye and then the other
when he woke
the next morning to
hear
rain beating down on the roof.
The paintings on the wall reminded him it wasn’t
on
his roof
but Evie’s. Last night hadn’t been a dream. They’d had a romantic dinner, co
me back to her place, made love, and
then read to one another before
they’d both drifted off to sleep.

He yawned and turned
over in bed
hoping to see Evie’s cute face next
to him
,
but instead a letter sat
on the pillow.

Kyle sat up and read it
.

Kyle,
I
didn’t want to wake you
to say goodbye this morning
,
but I had to get up early to be at the studio by five. You can watch TV in bed. My segment is on just after the news at seven. And there’s bacon and eggs in the fridge
,
or if
you’re on a diet
, yogurt and fresh fruit. See you later,

Evie
X

PS. Last night was fantastic
,
and you’re right
,
we do have a lot in common.
Hope to see you again very soon.

He set the note on his chest and put both arms behind his neck and rested his head upon them. Something else they agreed on
and that was
that
last night had been wonderful.  He reached across to the nightstand and picked up the book he’d read to Evie. The
Secret
Garden
. First time he’d read it although h
e’d seen the TV adaptation a few times. She’d read him
The Count of Monte Cristo
during which
he’d fallen asleep by chapter three.
He knew that had been made into a movie more times than he’d care to remember
,
but somehow he’d like to star in his own version. Maybe he’d mention it to his manager. And n
ot that it or Evie’s voice bored him, but she
made him feel at ease, at peace
,
and hence slumber
could
come easily.
It felt comforting to go to s
leep with someone
special
by your side.
Someone to share the troubles of the day.

Listen to me
.
I’m getting to be such a romantic. He glanced at the clock
,
almost seven. Kyle searched around for the remote, found it under a box of tissues, and flipped on the TV. He pressed chann
el eight where the news was
coming to an end. He rested back on the pillow thinking how nice the rain sounded as it beat against the window panes. Even better if Evie was in bed with me.

“Next up, our entertainment reporter, Evie Winters.”

Kyle settled down under the quilt,
anticipating her segment. Even if she had to leave him all by his lonesome this morning,
seeing her on screen was better than nothing.

Today
she was reporting from outside
. Boy did she look s
exier than ever. Short skirt,
raincoat and long
,
shiny black boots. She held an umbrella in one hand and the microphone in the other.

So much to tell you about this morning. News from the music industry and what to look for during th
e upcoming summer movie season…

Kyle tuned out because all he could think about was last night. His hand went under the covers
,
and he stroked his cock, remembering how he and Evie had made love on
top of
this very bed.

He looked at the screen again. He felt different
from how
he had a few days ago. His heart
beat
double time
when he looked at her
,
and he just felt funny in his stomach
.

I’m in love.

*
***

Evie loved her job
,
but this morning
there
was something she was lo
oking forward to besides being Channel Ei
ght’s entertainment reporter. Phoning Kyle and asking him out on a date.

“Hello
,
Evie.” He’d answered on the first ring.

“You catch my segment this morning?”

“I did
,
and you looked
very sexy, slightly drenched
,
but
alluring
nevertheless.”

“I was wondering if you wa
nt to go out on a date tonight?”

“Well
,
I was going through my little black book. No, wait a minute. I tossed that out as soon as I got home this morning.”

They both burst out laughing. “Did you hear that? Me throwing away that little black book because none of the women
in it
have anything in common with me?”

“You might change your mind when
you hear where I want to go on this
date.”

“
As long as
it’s not a trip to the mall.”

“Nope, something I haven’t done in year
s.
I drove b
y the bowling alley on my way back to the studio
,
and I th
ought it’s about time I bowled
again.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“What, you hate it?”

“I love it. But I warn you I’m good
,
so don’t think you’re going to beat me, okay
?
”

“We’ll see about that.”