Evie
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
He can look all he likes; she is no performer, but everything she could ever be is on display for him to peruse at his leisure. Laid bare. He may have chased given enough time, but Evie has never once given him that chance. Always seeking the bolder path, the courageous. Never letting him doubt her intentions or desires, always blatant in her feelings for him, be they softer affections or sharper hungers.
They haven’t explored those deeper waters yet, though neither has expressed a reticence. Simply no need or desire to rush, to base their relationship on fleeting, physical things. But waiting has an end, and they’ve reached theirs.
Her surprised noise is lost in the press of his mouth as he rises like the tide to envelop her, dragging her close. One pair of hands stay tangled beside them, and Evie’s free hand drops to fist at his shirt in a dizzy need to steady herself. Thighs squeezing around the mass of his own where she sits in reflexive ache of desire that jolts through her like lightning. Her head tilts and she urges his mouth to open to hers, darting and devilish tongue tracing the seam of his lips in search of his own.
They haven’t explored those deeper waters yet, though neither has expressed a reticence. Simply no need or desire to rush, to base their relationship on fleeting, physical things. But waiting has an end, and they’ve reached theirs.
Her surprised noise is lost in the press of his mouth as he rises like the tide to envelop her, dragging her close. One pair of hands stay tangled beside them, and Evie’s free hand drops to fist at his shirt in a dizzy need to steady herself. Thighs squeezing around the mass of his own where she sits in reflexive ache of desire that jolts through her like lightning. Her head tilts and she urges his mouth to open to hers, darting and devilish tongue tracing the seam of his lips in search of his own.
Or did you just never want to be alone?
