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
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