Evin's Fight (Southern Charmers Book 3) Ahren Sanders (all ebook reader .TXT) 📖

all this drama behind and getting my ass on a plane. Not sure how I went from pissed as hell to hard as steel. Fucking addicted.”

“Love you.” A giddy-gooey warmth slides through me.

“I love you, too. Now, I’m headed to the shower to take care of this problem that only fucking teenage boys should have.”

We hang up and I tuck my pillow close, completely wired.

This weekend will be epic. Next week, I’m going to hopefully set up a second home for Evin and me when he’s here.

Out of nowhere, the date July twenty-ninth pops into my head. Tasha’s birthday. I haven’t forgotten that date in forever. Karen and Marco’s birthdays rarely pop in my head. But I never forget Tasha.

Maybe it’s because she demanded over-the-top parties and gifts. Maybe it’s because she was always ecstatic to leave behind the weeks we were the same age. Whatever the reason, my brain reminds me, and I light lavender incense to clear the negativity. This year, it didn’t occur to me.

Maybe I should have lit that incense.

Chapter 21

Evin

“Now,” I demand, threading my fingers through her hair and pressing on her scalp.

She shakes her head, rising to her knees, licking around the tip before swallowing so deep my cock hits the back of her throat.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, get up here.”

“Hmmm.” Her moan vibrates, and my hips reflexively surge upward.

She grins, her eyes dancing with excitement, and speeds up, increasing her suction at the same time. She expertly works me, bobbing up and down, stroking the base in rhythm to her mouth.

A fiery knot coils low in my stomach as sparks burn through my veins. I grind my teeth, clenching my jaw tight. She’s testing me, seeing how far she can go before my control snaps.

After the night Poppy gave me her virginity, my body became accustomed to having her all the time. Three weeks missing her with nothing but my hand has my dick ready to go. Especially remembering the way she let loose the night of our party.

She said she wanted wild, and when we got home, she followed through. Outside of this, it was the best blowjob in my life.

“Baby, you want me to blow down your throat, we’ll do it with you on my face. Right now, I want to be inside you.”

Her eyes flicker with defiance before she drops her head and all I can see are waves of colorful hair spilled out on my stomach. Her fingers wrap around my balls, rolling them gently. She’s got me where she wants me, powerless as she works my cock.

“Oh, shit,” I growl, knowing this is it. My restraint shatters. I knife up, releasing her head and sliding my hand between her thighs, hoping she’s ready. The instant I pinch her clit, she groans, and I take advantage, hauling her up. “Get on me,” I demand and she links her arms and legs around me, positioning herself and drops, taking me in one thrust.

“God, yes!” She throws her head back, arching in an invitation to take her nipple in my mouth. It doesn’t matter we spent the last ten hours making up for lost time. Seeing my marks all over her in the morning light, the familiar sense of possession scores through me.

“So fucking wet, did you wake up like this baby?”

“Yes,” she rasps. “I wanted you.”

“You fell asleep less than two hours ago with me inside you.”

“Wanted more…”

I gather her hair, pulling lightly to hold her head back and run my lips up her chest and the column of her neck, then back down the other side to suck her nipple back in my mouth. “You woke up wanting my dick in your mouth?”

She whimpers her answer, grinding down.

“Did you taste us?”

“Harder.”

I ram up, driving into her harder and faster, tugging her hair tighter.

“All day today and tonight, until I can get you back to our room, I want you to feel me inside you.”

“God, yes.” She pivots her hips, shoving forward.

“Swear to God, baby, got you deeper than ever right now. You feel it.”

She clenches, her muscles tightening like a vice, and I hiss, unable to stop the knot from uncoiling. “Get there, Poppy. Come for me.”

Her head shakes back and forth. “More.”

I pummel her from below, losing my mind. The pressure builds inside with each stroke. My limits are snapping, the little brainpower telling me it’s time. I flick her clit at the same time pulling her nipple through my teeth.

She thrashes and screams out, her cries echoing around the room. My cock swells and I join her, feeling the walls of her pussy convulsing and taking everything I have.

Her heart races against my lips, her chest heaving and body going limp. I release her hair, urging her face to mine, and kiss her.

“You good?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Never going that long again without seeing you.”

“Does that mean you like my idea of a morning wake-up?”

“Baby, your mouth around my cock as the first thing my eyes land on? Fucking brilliant. But with you, it’s always brilliant.”

“I almost made you lose control.”

“It was a choice between tossing you on your back and pounding into you or having you ride me. That was the extent of my brain capacity. I’d say that was losing control.”

“You had the capacity to decide; that’s not a total win. I’ll try harder tonight to awaken my savage beast.”

She smiles and my blood burns for a different reason. “How bad is my chest?”

I drop my eyes and smile wide. “Looks perfect to me.”

“Meaning my breast are completely covered with hickeys, bites, and scratches?”

“Like I said, perfect.”

She laughs, placing her forehead to mine. My cock twitches with her vibrations. “Seriously? Are you taking something? You can’t be ready to go again.”

“It’s you. That smile, the way you’re looking at me right now, the feeling of being inside you. Shit, baby, you fucking own me. My dick has a mind of its own.”

“I’ve waited a long time to break in my bed. There were a lot of things to