Inevitable - Kristen Granata Page 0,40
His tongue drags all the way up my seam, circling over my clit, and slides back down only to repeat the long, languid motion over again. He’s flattening his tongue so it’s soft and wide, hitting every single nerve ending along the way as he laps me up.
My hands fly to the back of his head, holding him captive between my thighs, ensuring there’s no doubt in his mind whether I want him to continue.
“Graham,” I whimper, arching my back. My hips rock in sync with his tongue as I shamelessly rub myself against his mouth.
“You taste so good,” he says. “So fucking sweet.”
I can’t contain my moans as I climb toward my destination. Graham is groaning too, the hum of his voice causing delicious vibrations against my skin while he feasts on me.
He pushes two fingers inside, curling them, while he continues to swirl his tongue over me. The combination is lethal. In and out, he uses those long, thick fingers to bring me to the brink of ecstasy, and it’s not long before I’m gasping and writhing on the seat.
“Oh my God, Graham ...”
His eyes don’t leave mine as my orgasm shoots through my body. It’s the most intense, intimate moment, watching him as he watches me come undone. I lose track of how many times I call for him, his name a prayer for worship.
When my body goes slack and my eyelids become heavy, Graham pulls his fingers from me and slips them inside his mouth, closing his eyes and groaning in pleasure as he sucks on my taste.
It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
He sits beside me and pulls me onto his lap, cradling me in his massive arms. “We’re almost home.”
I squeeze his arms and nuzzle against his neck. “You feel like home to me.”
“I love you so much, Eva,” he whispers.
“I love you too.”
More than I ever thought possible.
Graham
I hoist Eva out of the limo and carry her up the front stairs to the entrance of my apartment building.
“It’s not as fancy as your place,” I say, jiggling the key in the lock.
Eva lifts her head off my shoulder and looks into my eyes. “I don’t care about that. All I care about is being with you, wherever that is.”
I press my lips to her forehead and make my way up three more flights of stairs with her in my arms. The elevator is old and rickety, and the last thing I need is to get stuck inside before I get inside of her.
I kick my door shut once we’re in my apartment, not bothering to turn on any lights as I make a beeline straight for my bedroom.
I drop Eva onto her feet and flip on the dim lamp on my nightstand. She helps me undress, ripping off each pain-in-the-ass piece of my tuxedo and flinging it across the room. As soon as my shirt comes off, Eva kisses her way down my torso. I’m straining against my pants, painfully swollen from how aroused I got while I was going down on her in the back of the limo.
That was fucking heaven.
She kneels in front of me and yanks my pants and boxer-briefs down in one quick motion, licking her lips as my dick throbs before her. Instead of starting off slow, swirling her tongue around the head or teasing me with light licks, Eva opens her mouth and takes me inside as far as she can.
“Jesus fucking Christ.”
I almost come right here and now.
She’s gripping my ass with each of her hands, pushing my length inside her mouth, and then sucking hard while she pulls me almost completely out. Her tongue wraps around me, massaging me with strong strokes.
As if she couldn’t be any more perfect, she pulls a few pins out of her hair and looks up at me, her big brown eyes telling me exactly what she wants.
I slide both of my hands into her hair and hold on to the back of her head as she bobs back and forth. Eva’s satisfied moans spur me on, and at this pace, I won’t last another minute. I grip onto her hair and tug her back until she releases me from her mouth with a pop, pulling her up until she’s standing.
“Get this dress off. Now.”
Flashing me a wicked grin, Eva reaches up and unhooks the clasp at the back of her neck. The front of her dress falls forward, and I yank it off the rest of the way. I