The Play Mate (Roommates, #2)

Evie

“You feel so good,” I groaned, sliding back and forth, wetting him with my juices.

He clutched my hips in his hands and worked me over him faster. The friction between us was making my whole body tremble, and suddenly, I couldn’t wait to get him inside me. I rose up on my knees until I was poised over him and took his shaft in hand. Then I slid down, taking all of his massive length at once. The breath left my lungs in a whoosh, and my vision went hazy.

“God, you fill me all the way up. It’s so good, Smith,” I whispered, rocking slowly at first, and then more quickly as my body adjusted to his size.

He watched in rapt attention as I moved up and down, folding his hands behind his head with a smirk as he enjoyed the show. Emboldened, I slid one strap off my shoulder and then the other, tugging the sweetheart neckline of the negligee down just enough that my breasts popped out the top of it.

“Fuck, yeah,” Smith growled as he stared. “Love watching you ride my cock.”

His dirty talk never failed to drive me wild, and I moaned as I quickened the pace even more.

“Fuck me, Evie. Take that cock deep and ride it until you come for me, baby,” he urged, his fingers tightening on my hips in a punishing grip.

The erotic drag of his rock-hard cock in and out, faster and faster, had me tossing my head back and crying out his name.

Close. So close.

And then his fingers were between us and he was massaging my clit.

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.”

He groaned as my hips pounded up and down, driving him so deep inside me that stars exploded behind my eyelids. And then I was flying, calling out his name in a hoarse cry as a climax rocketed through me. It shook me to the core, and wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me. I was still coming when Smith’s muscles tensed beneath me.

“Yes,” I moaned, encouraging him breathlessly. “Come inside me.”

He gritted his teeth and his back arched, wedging his cock as far as it would go as he exploded, spurting inside me in a hot rush.

For a long moment we stayed like that, riding out the aftershocks together, caressing each other softly until we finally came down.

“Well, you definitely warmed me up,” he murmured, still breathing hard as he tugged me to his side. “If this is the treatment I get for shoveling, I’m going to have to do some sort of snow dance so we get more.”

I smiled and shook my head. “Please don’t. We’ve got two more weeks before we leave for Hawaii, and I don’t want our flights getting canceled.”

“True,” he agreed. “We definitely need some sunshine in our lives. I can already taste the pineapple piña coladas.”

“Yeah, we have to make the most of it. We won’t be traveling for a while after that, though,” I murmured, lazily toying with the trail of hair below his belly button.

He pulled back to shoot a puzzled glance down at me. “What do you mean? I thought you wanted to try to get to Paris in the summer.”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“I do. But it will probably be tough traveling with an infant, you know? I’m thinking we should wait until next spring.”

He stared at me, nonplussed, for a full thirty seconds. Then his cheeks went pale.

For a moment, my heart skipped and I was terrified. It never occurred to me that he wouldn’t be as ecstatic as I was about the news. But then he let out a whoop.

“Are you serious, Evie? Are you dead fucking serious right now?”

I nodded, and happy tears flooded my eyes. “I am. I bought the test last night and did it this morning when you were out shoveling. I even bought a spare to double-check. It’s positive. We’re having a baby, Smith.”

He pulled me over on top of him and held me fast against his body as he stroked my hair. “I love Pam’s kids, and I knew I’d be excited to have my own one day, but I never thought it could feel like this. I’m humbled and just . . .”

The emotion in his voice had made it husky, and the awe in it made me cry harder.

“You’ve made me so happy,” he said softly. “I finally feel like my life is complete. Like I’m a part of something bigger than myself.” He kissed my shoulder and then released his hold on me. “Shit! Am I squeezing too tight? I don’t want to squish my kid.”

I chuckled and yanked his arms back around me. “No way, José. You better keep squeezing me. I’m sure the baby loves it.”

“Sometimes I lie awake at night and watch you sleep, and I wonder what would’ve happened if you hadn’t come into my hotel room that night.” He stroked my cheek gently. “And it makes my insides go cold. What if I was too stupid to come to you, Evie? We might never have found this.”

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing one of us is a risk taker then, isn’t it?” I teased.

He let out a bark of laughter and started tickling me.

It was official. Daredevil Evie Knievel had successfully pulled off one of the most spectacular death-defying stunts ever.

The prize?

A lifetime of happiness.