Winning Dawn (6 page)

She opened the door after a quick check out the peephole. “Hi.”

Evan gave her a slight smile and her heartbeat kicked up. “Hi.” He wore a black turtleneck and black jeans. He looked incredibly handsome. She marveled that she’d really never noticed how gorgeous and sexy Evan was. She supposed it was partly because of her devotion to Reggie and partly due to the fact that Evan was white. She didn’t think of white men as eligible.

The few times they’d met previously, she’d never imagined that he might be interested in her. She’d seen some lingering looks, but she’d always assumed they were due to her colorful hair. His gaze would flick to it and a small, condescending smile would curl his lips.

He reached for her, tugging at the satin sash of her robe. She backed into the room. He kicked the door closed. He made a sound between a growl and a groan as the edges parted. “Damn.” He pulled her into his arms and his mouth covered hers in a kiss. She shifted her head and parted her lips to invite him inside, moaning as his tongue mated with hers. He cupped her bottom and lifted her against him. The feel of his thick erection made her shiver with desire. She couldn’t recall ever wanting a man so much. She felt ready to detonate when she was in his arms. Her fingers twisted in his cool, silky hair.

Evan slid his hands into her panties, squeezing her bottom and removing the small thong at the same time. They weren’t going to make it to the bedroom this time. She undid his belt and unfastened his jeans. His groan as she enclosed his thick cock with her fingers thrilled her. She stroked him. His movements became frantic as she circled her thumb around the moist tip. He broke their kiss momentarily to yank her teddy over her head. He trailed scorching kisses up the column of her throat and recaptured her mouth even as he maneuvered her over to the couch. Evan sat, tugging her down into his lap. She straddled him, smiling as she realized that she was totally nude while he remained mostly clothed.

His hands gripped her hips, flexing her against his erection. She spread her legs wider so that her clit received friction from the plum shaped tip of his cock as she glided over him. It wasn’t long before he glistened with her juices. She braced her hands on his broad shoulders for support. The thick head of his shaft nudged at her entrance with each pass, teasing her with what was to come and making her moan his name. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she feared she’d be begging him for it.

She cried out, arching her back as he impaled her suddenly with no warning, filling her pussy completely in one stroke. Evan stiffened beneath her. “Shit,” he whispered. “Shit, shit, shit!”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m not wearing anything.” He thrust upward, burying himself a fraction deeper, and groaned. “Damn, you feel good.”

She plucked at his shirt. “You’re fully dressed.
I’m
not wearing anything.”

His gaze dropped to her breasts and he wet his lips. “No, I mean, I’m inside you bare. I’m not wearing a condom. I’m sorry. I can’t believe I forgot.”

“Oh.” She shifted to lift off of him. He hissed and grabbed her hips.

“Shit. Your pussy is delicious.”

She smiled. “So you keep telling me.”

“Don’t move. I’m trying not to come here.” His head fell to her shoulder.

She stroked his hair. “Evan, I really want to be supportive,” she said after some minutes, “but I’m . . . uh, getting kind of needy.” He expanded inside of her, throbbing. “Please,” she whimpered. She tightened her muscles around him.

He groaned and bucked beneath her. “You’re not making this any easier.”

She bit her lip then said softly, “You don’t have to pull out. I’m on the pill. I’ve been tested and I’ve never had sex without a condom.”

He looked up at her. “Never?”

She rolled her eyes. “I may have forgiven Reggie a few thousand times, but I’m not a complete idiot.”

“Never with him, but you’ll let me?” He lifted a curl off her shoulder and rubbed it between his fingers before trailing his warm palm down her back. “You want that? My cum inside of you?” His last words were a husky growl.

His words and his tone had her hips undulating involuntarily. The thought of his hot seed flooding her pussy excited her. She grew wetter at the thought of it. She could have only one possible answer. “Yes, please.”

“Then fuck me and take it.”

She groaned and withdrew from him until the only the tip of his penis remained in her sheath. Her first plunge downward buried him hard and deep. She rode him with abandon, swiveling her hips in a tight circle that had them both crying out.

A bead of sweat rolled down her spine. Evan’s hands followed her ribs upward before stopping to cup her full breasts, his thumbs tweaking her nipples. The added sensation made her womb clench with each flick he delivered to the sensitized peaks. From his groan, Dawn knew Evan could feel the tightening of her cunt, too. He stretched her tender tissues with each penetration. She spread her legs wider and he slid deeper. The first waves of her orgasm rippled over her, making her toes curl and her fingers tingle. “Oh, God, Evan!”

Abruptly, Evan rolled over, pinning her beneath him on the sofa. He shoved one of her legs over his shoulder, plumbing her depths and butting up against her womb. His thrusts were wild and unmeasured. Each lunge of his hips strengthened the spasms in her pussy until she was screaming his name in ecstasy. He thickened within her before growing still, holding himself as deep inside her pussy as possible. And then she felt the hot rush of liquid. There was so much it gushed out onto her thighs. She moaned softly and embraced him. He hugged her back, kissing her neck and her ears, murmuring how good she felt.

* * * *

Lightning woke them. It lit up the sky outside her windows and was closely followed by booming thunder. Evan pulled out of her and sat up. She was amused to note that he was semi erect. “I’m sorry. Was a squishing you?” His voice was huskier than usual with sleep.

“No, I’m fine. You make an excellent blanket.” She retrieved her robe and took a quick look outside. The sky opened up and rain fell copiously. She glanced at the clock. It was almost ten. They’d been sleeping for over an hour.

“I’m glad I could be of some service to you.” He stretched. “I should be going before the lights go out.” As if on cue, the lights flickered three times and went out. Their world went eerily quiet without the hum of electricity flowing to household appliances.

Dawn shook her head. “You never should have said anything. The downpour is too heavy for you to leave now anyway.”

“Whatever should we do in the meanwhile?”

“Care for some ice cream?”

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind.”

She laughed. “I need an energy boost first. By the time we’re done, hopefully the storm will have abated.” She made her way carefully to him in the dim den and took his hand. In the kitchen, she pulled back the small curtain over the window to illuminate the room.

“Do you have candles?”

“They’re around some place.”

“Flashlight?” At her shrug, he said, “You should have one in an emergency kit.”

Dawn shrugged again and found bowls and spoons mostly by memory. “I don’t have an emergency kit.” She ignored his strangled sound of disbelief. “I only have vanilla ice cream.”

“It’s my favorite.”

“Mine, too. You can adorn it anyway you want to when you want it fancy, but plain it’s simple, elegant and pure.”

Evan sighed. “I really enjoy fucking you.”

She burst out laughing. In a way, he was so refreshing. She never had to worry about what he was thinking or if he was lying to her. He told her what he thought. His honesty could be bracing for some, but right now, it was exactly what she needed. “And I enjoy you fucking me.” She took out the ice cream and began scooping it into bowls.

Half his bowl was empty before Evan put down his spoon and said, “Sylvia, my ex-wife, is the only woman I’ve ever had unprotected sex with. I don’t take what we did together tonight lightly.”

She smiled. Her inner thighs were wet with his essence. He had tasted her, but she had never tasted him and she suddenly desired that experience. The storm outside had calmed to the point that it was only raining. She put her bowl in the sink. “Let’s take a shower.”

“Together?”

Instead of answering, she took his hand and led him upstairs. She flicked on the light in her bedroom and the one in the bathroom out of habit. She pulled back the curtain above the sink in the bathroom to let in what light could be had from outdoors. There was almost none. They undressed silently. Dawn turned on the water and climbed into the stall. Evan entered after her and immediately took her in his arms. His mouth covered hers in a searing kiss. She moaned as his skin made contact with hers. He surrounded her. His hands cupped her bottom. One muscled thigh separated hers. Her breasts were crushed against his hard chest. Water coursed over their bodies, adding to the sensual onslaught.

She plunged her fingers into his hair as his tongue danced with hers. She could never seem to get enough of his kisses. He trailed them down the side of her face to her neck. His lips latched onto a nipple. She enjoyed the tugging, but she pulled him away. “No.”

“No?”

She shook her head. “I want to touch you. Kiss you.” She pushed at his shoulders until his back was against the glass. She ran her palms down his chest to his waist. There was a sudden hum and the lights came back on as she was grabbing his bottom. A crooked grin curved Evan’s lips. She gave him a quick kiss before moving down his neck. His resulting groan made her smile. She moved lower to his chest, circling his nipples with her tongue going even lower. She kissed her way down his tight abs, flicking her tongue in his navel before licking the head of his penis.

Evan’s abs got even tauter as he jerked. She could tell she had surprised him. His hands slammed into the walls on either side of him as she took him into her mouth. “Dawn!”

She let him pop out of the warm confines of her mouth to grin up at him. “What’s the matter, Evan? Don’t you like it? You taste delicious,” she said, throwing his words back at him. She ran her tongue around the head again like he was a sweet lollipop. His slit was weeping.

He choked out a laugh. “You know I like it. I just don’t know how much of that I can handle without losing it.”

“Then let go. This time is just for you.”

“Ha, ha.” He ran his thumb over her lower lip. “You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you.” She nipped his finger before returning to his cock. She ran the flat of her tongue from the base to the tip before engulfing him once more. His eyes closed and he emitted a low groan. The sound thrilled her. The sounds of his pleasure increased hers. She was so wet and achy between her thighs. She squeezed them closed to get some relief. She moaned as she suckled him.

“Oh, shit.” He took her head in his hands. His grip was loose enough that she could escape if she wanted to do so. Almost experimentally, he fucked into her mouth. His movements were slow and casual at first. His thrusts soon grew faster and more frantic. “Oh, God, Dawn.” His tone was husky and desperate.

Dawn held him when he would have withdrawn. She sucked him harder, one hand closing over the base of his cock, the other squeezing his balls. She gloried in his raw shout as he came, filling her mouth with his seed. She swallowed so that little escaped and gently lapped him clean as he took loud gulps of air. His legs were still shaking as she stood.

She bathed herself and Evan with soap. He seemed stupefied, but he followed her from the bathroom to her bedroom. Once there, he took her in his arms and placed her on the bed. “What?”

He rolled her onto her stomach. “Where’s your lotion?”

“In the cabinet in the bathroom. Why? What are you going to do with it?”

He disappeared and returned with a bottle of lotion in his hands. She propped herself up on her elbows. “I’m going to give you a massage.”

Her brows arched. “Really?”

“Yes. And I’m told that I’m damn good at it. I was a masseuse for a couple of summers.” He squeezed lotion into his palms and then rubbed his hands together.

She put a pillow under her head. Curiosity got the better of her. “What do you do for a living? I may have heard once, but I don’t remember now.”

“I’m a technical writer for a software firm. I write manuals to make using software easier.”

“Is that fun? Do you like your work?”

“I like it. I work from home as much as I can, but I do end up collaborating with other writers, developers and product users.”

A smile curved her lips. “So that’s how you maintain that buff body. Working from home gives you plenty of time to use your home gym.”

“Glad you noticed.”

The bed dipped as he climbed on beside her. She sighed and then moaned as he made contact with her shoulders. Whoever told him he was a good masseuse had not been lying. His touch was heavenly. Her muscles melted like butter beneath his warm touch.

“I’m an administrative assistant at Myers & Donahue.”

“Do you like it there?”

“At times. But...I don’t know. It’s beginning to feel like it’s time to move on. I didn’t take this job thinking it would be permanent.”

“What do you want to do?”

“Mm, that feels good.” His caress was firm as it moved down her back. “I plan to finish my degree in business and take on the corporate world.”

He laughed. “Any specific corner of the business world you have designs on conquering?”

She bit her lip. “Not at first. I know I’ll have to work my way up. But one day I would like to start my own hair care line.”

“I can picture that. Your hair always looks beautiful.”

“Thank you. You don’t…mind my use of color in my hair?”

“No. That’s all you. Forever changing but always staying true to yourself.”

She grinned at his words. She thought it was a fair description of her.

He lingered over her buttocks. “You’ve got a magnificent ass,” he murmured. His erection brushed against her side and she knew she wasn’t the only one enjoying this massage. Eventually, he moved on to her thighs and calves. He paid special attention to her feet before working his way back up.