Page 41 of Wilde Shorts

I was crazy for the man.

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STEVIE

I tried desperatelyto remember the details of Cinderella’s fairy godmother’s rules for when shit turned bad. Because the rate I was going with the fire chief, I was about two pumpkins and an eggplant past midnight, and I was not willing to chance losing my shot at feeling the man’s foot slide into my glass slipper.

Stop, Stevie. You have no business trying to make metaphors work right.

I squirmed underneath Evan’s hard bulk. “As much as I could let you keep talking all night—and believe me we’re coming back to your list because it’s pretty epic—I really want you to get naked right now,” I said over the sound of my heart hammering in my ears.

Evan’s lips began a trail ofohdeargoddown my neck and across my suddenly bare chest. I felt the head of my dick poke out of the top of the cheap jock, leaving a trail of slickness in its wake. My head was dizzy with need and want and confusion over where to put my hands, my mouth, my eyes. It was all so very stimulating and overwhelming. I arched up into him again wanting to talk dirty to him and show him I was an equal partner in our intimacy. But all that came out of my mouth was the wordplease, whimpered over and over in a hoarse chant as my eyes rolled back in pleasure.

His mouth was on me, his hands were all over my skin, and his deep rumbles of satisfaction vibrated throughout my entire body.

“Evan,” I begged.

He rolled me over and straddled the back of my thighs, intent on squeezing my ass and fondling the straps of the jock against my cheeks.

“Holy fuck,” he breathed, running his fingers under the elastic. “I almost don’t want to take this off you.”

“Take it off. Please take it off. My dick… I need…” I humped the mattress for friction which seemed to do something to my ass that made Evan’s rumbles turn into growls. I felt a finger brush down my crease and across my hole. “Oh god. Oh god,” I breathed, squeezing closed against the pad of his finger out of instinct.

“Stay here,” he commanded. As if I was suddenly going to run out to the Sip and Save for a pack of gum.

I closed my eyes and counted to ten thousand. Okay, fine. I counted to four before I blurted, “For the love of goddess what is taking you so long?”

Before I finished the last word, there was a slick finger against the entrance to my ass, and I sucked in a breath, trying and failing not to clench.

Evan stretched out on top of my body, his lips sliding along the nape of my neck until they rested against the shell of my ear. His finger gently pressed circles around my hole as he murmured into my ear with that sexy voice.

“Relax, sweetheart. I’m not going to do anything to hurt you. If you want to stop, just say stop.”

“I do not want to stop,” I bit out through gritted teeth. “If you stop, I’ll throw a hissy fit unlike anyth?—”

The finger went in, stealing my breath at the same time his teeth bit down softly on my earlobe. Evan murmured something soothing through his busy mouth, but I couldn’t make it out. I was too busy carrying around a mental parade banner that said “For A Good Time, Gimme Your Digits.”

He toyed with my ass, fingering the hell out of me while I begged and pleaded for more. After he barely grazed my prostate, I propped myself up on all fours and arched my ass back toward him in hopes of getting him deeper, feeling him press against that magical spot again.

“I’m ready,” I hissed at one point.

“You’re not.”

Just as I was preparing to scream at him that he didn’t know my body as well as I did, he pushed a second finger in.

Holy ham on a biscuit, that’s tight.Maybe he was right and I was wrong, but I sure as hell would never tell him that.

“Oh godddd,” I repeated. “Touch my spot. Do it.”

“Bossy bottom,” Evan said with a chuckle before swiping firmly down against my gland.

Stars shot through the edges of my vision, my balls drew up tighter than ever before, and my dick dropped a thick stream of precum toward the bedcover.

“Newborn baby Jesus, that’s incredible,” I said in awe when I caught my breath. “I’ve been dildo-ing wrong all this time.”

“No more,” Evan grumbled.

“Huh?” I gasped as a third thick finger pierced me.