Series Starter : Firsts in Series Collection

by Kaylee Ryan

  He continues to trace every inch of my body, kissing, biting, and soothing the pain with his tongue. I writhe beneath him, biting my lip to keep from begging for more. He’s made it clear that slow and steady is his game plan.

  Chapter 47

  Evan

  My cock is hard as steel. I’ve never been this hard in my life, but I ignore it as I kiss just above her pelvic bone. Sliding my lips lower, I settle in between her legs and trace my finger through her folds. She moans, the sound causing my cock to twitch with hunger.

  Leaning forward, I slowly taste her. One small stroke of my tongue and that’s all it takes for me to second-guess this ‘let’s go slow’ shit I’ve started the night with. Almost. I fight the urge to give both me and my cock what we want, what we’ve been craving. The wait will be worth it. This is McKinley after all.

  I work my tongue and my fingers in tandem. Feeling her body quiver, I know she’s close. I need her there, need to feel her come undone, need to taste it. Only then will I allow myself to be inside of her. I promised her a night we would both never forget.

  Her hands tighten in my hair and she pulls, trying to move me. “Evan, I…I can’t take any more, please,” she breathes.

  I don’t stop, can’t stop. I’m addicted.

  “Please,” she says again, only this time she holds my head in place, thrusting her hips. “Don’t…stop,” her words spur me on.

  She’s close.

  Before I even finish the thought, she’s screaming my name, fingers tight in my hair, legs locked around my head. I don’t stop until I feel her relax against the mattress. Satiated.

  Rising to my knees, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, all while taking in the sight before me. Her eyes are closed, a small smile graces her lips. Her body is flushed, hair spread out across the pillow. As long as I live, this image of her will always be with me. No matter what happens between us, how long she stays mine, no matter how the future pans out, I will never forget what she looks like in this moment.

  Her eyes flutter open. “What are you doing?” she asks.

  “Taking in the view,” I tell her. The tint of her cheeks reddens, but this time it’s not from her arousal. She lays an arm over her breasts, trying to cover herself. That’s not going to work for me. “Don’t.” I lift her hand and place it back on the bed. “You’re stunning. Don’t hide from me. Ever.” Her reply is silence, but doesn’t try to move her hand back either.

  I reach for the strip of condoms by the pillow and rip one off, tearing it open with my teeth. Her eyes follow my every move. As I stroke my steel length a few times, her eyes widen and she licks her lips. I stop my movements and take a deep breath. I could unload on her just like this, but I want to be inside her when I do. I make quick work of sliding the condom on and settle on top of her. My elbows rest on the bed on either side of her head as my hands push her hair back from her eyes.

  “Make love to me, Evan.” Her voice is soft, but full of conviction. There is no doubt she wants this.

  My lips take hers. Softly, I kiss her, tracing my tongue across her lips. She buries her hands in my hair and slides her tongue inside my mouth, deepening this kiss. It’s in that moment that I slide inside.

  Tight.

  Wet.

  Warm.

  Life-changing.

  I’m buried deep inside her and can’t move. My orgasm is there. I’m right on the edge of bliss, and it’s too soon. Never. It’s never felt this good. I bury my head in her neck and take deep, even breaths. Her fingers trail softly up and down my back.

  “Evan?” I can hear the question in her voice. I’m about to lose my shit just from entry. If I could form words, I would tell her she’s ruined sex for me. That from this point forward, it will never be the same.

  When I finally feel like I’ve got myself in check, I trail kisses from her neck up to her ear. “McKinley,” I whisper her name; it’s all I’m capable of. Her body shudders beneath me. That’s when I pull out and slowly slide back in. Repeating the process over and over again.

  She pulls her legs up and fastens them around my waist. Her hands are digging into my shoulder blades.

  “Please,” she whimpers.

  I know what she wants, but as soon as I give it to her, this will be over. I never want it to be over. “I won’t last,” I tell her.

  Her hands leave my shoulders and find their way to my face. She holds my stare. “We’re married, Evan. This isn’t a one-time thing. We both agreed to this. Until this arrangement is over, I’m yours.”

  I kiss her hard as I slam home. “Yes!” she screams as her hips rise to meet mine thrust for thrust.

  “I’m close, babe.”

  “I’m…don’t stop,” she pleads. I sit back on my legs, holding onto her hip with one hand and running my fingers through her folds with the other, never losing pace as I bury myself inside of her over and over again.

  “I need you there,” I pant.

  Her eyes close, teeth dig into her bottom lip, two more thrusts and, “Evan!” she screams for me as she falls over the edge at the same time my body lets go inside of her. I run my hands over her thighs, her breasts, and her arms. I touch every inch of her I can while I’m still inside of her, the aftershock of her orgasm squeezing my cock.

  I want it all.

  Not ready to lose our connection, I pull her up, so we are chest to chest. Her legs wrap around my waist like she can read my mind. I work my legs out from underneath me and slide off the bed, her in my arms, me still inside of her.

  “What are you doing?” she laughs.

  “I need to get rid of the condom.”

  “You’re crazy. Put me down.”

  I ignore her and carry her to the bathroom. I carefully sit her on the counter and reluctantly pull away from her body. “You’re still…” Her eyes are on my cock.

  “Yeah, only with you.”

  She watches with rapt attention as I remove the condom and toss it in the trash. Reaching in, I turn on the shower. I wait for the water to warm before holding my hand out for her. “Come here.” My voice is gruff.

  McKinley doesn’t hesitate. She hops off the sink and takes my hand. I help her step into the shower, following in close behind. Turning to face me, her hand closes around my still hard cock. “You’re dirty,” she whispers.

  I glide my hand down her ribcage, across her belly, and sink two fingers inside her. “So are you.” I kiss her, and from there, our hands and mouths are everywhere. I can’t get enough of her. We stand under the spray, exploring each other until the water turns cold. After a quick cold rinse to get rid of the soap, I turn the water off and step out first, wrapping a towel around my waist. I hold another out for her. Carefully, she steps from the shower and raises her arms. I place the towel around her before reaching for another for her hair.

  “Sorry,” she says, covering a yawn. “I didn’t sleep great last night.”

  I kiss her lips. “I didn’t either. My bed was cold.”

  Her face lights with my smile, causing my heart to skip a beat. “Let’s get you dried off and into bed.”

  We make quick work of finishing and brushing our teeth before flicking off the light. I lead her to the bed and hold the covers back for her. Once we’re settled, I pull her naked body as close to mine as I can get her. She moves her hand to cover mine and the moonlight shines off her ring.

  My wife.

  I’m holding my wife.

  “Goodnight, Mrs. Chamberlin,” I whisper in her ear.

  She giggles. “Goodnight, Mr. Chamberlin.”

  McKinley

  I wake up to the sound of Evan’s whispers as he talks on the phone. My head is resting on his chest, and he has one arm holding me tight. “Did she sleep good?” I hear him ask. I smile, knowing he’s asking about Lexi. He’s such a good dad. “Is she okay?” I raise my head up and look at him when I hear the concern in his voice. “Okay, well, we’ll be heading out soon.” He listens on the other end. “Thanks, Mom,” he says and ha
ngs up.

  “What is it? What’s wrong?” I ask immediately.

  “Good morning.” He kisses the top of my head. “Nothing is wrong. Lexi’s just been fussy this morning. Mom thinks she just misses us.”

  “Of course, she misses you. She’s never spent the night away from you,” I tell him, climbing out of bed.

  He reaches for me. “What are you doing?”

  Stopping, I look over my shoulder. “We need to go. She needs you.” I continue getting dressed.

  I hear his feet hit the floor, and then he’s there, right behind me. “I wanted to make love to you again.”

  “I want you too, trust me. However, Lexi comes first. Let’s go get your girl. Today is our last day here. You need to spend time with your family.”

  He spins me around to face him, his hands holding my face, tilting up so he has my full attention. “You’re amazing,” he says before his lips find mine.

  Although I want nothing more than to kiss him, and more, Lexi misses him. I push against his chest. “Get dressed.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He swats me on the ass.

  It doesn’t take us long to pack up our bags. Our family thought of everything, as there was a garment bag for my dress to bring it home in. I know my family can read me like a book. They know this is more for me than just making sure Lexi stays with Evan. It’s also embarrassing as hell to know my parents, my brother, and my…in-laws set this up. They’ll have a pretty damn good idea about what went on in this room last night.

  “I called downstairs. They are calling us a cab.”

  “Great. I think I’ve got everything.”

  “Not everything,” he says, snaking his arm around my waist.

  “What did I forget?” I ask, my eyes roaming around the room.

  “This,” he breathes as his lips meet mine.

  “We have to go,” I laugh when he sighs in frustration, resting his forehead against mine.

  “Thank you, for everything. For helping me prepare for Lex, helping with her, giving up who knows how much time of your life to make sure I can keep her with me.” He tightens his grip on my waist. “For last night. I won’t ever forget it. Every single fucking second is burned into my memory.”

  I love you. “We better go,” falls from my lips. I have to remember to keep my feelings from him. When we walk away from this, neither of us needs to have feelings of guilt. I’m going to enjoy this time with him, with Lexi, and when it’s over, I pray I can keep my composure and go back to how we were before last night. Before all the foreplay. Before I gave him my heart.

  The cab ride is quiet. Evan has his arm around me, my hands resting on his chest. He draws circles on my knee. “It’s going to be hard not touching you,” he says wistfully.

  “What do you mean?”

  “When we get back to our families. It’s going to be hard for me to keep my hands off you. I just…want you close.”

  Wow. “Is there a reason you don’t…don’t want to? In front of them, I mean?”

  The hand on my leg moves to lift my chin up to face him. “No. I don’t want to hide this connection we have. I know it’s our agreement to do this for Lexi, but I just…you’re my wife.”

  “I am. There is no reason for you to hide anything, Evan. We’re not doing anything wrong.”

  “I know that, but I wasn’t sure. I mean this…”

  “This is between us. We know this is temporary, but we have a strong connection.” It kills me to say the words, but I know he needs reassurance I’m okay. “We’re consenting, married adults. It doesn’t matter what they think.”

  “Not so worried about them, more about you. I wasn’t sure you would want this, want them to know this.”

  “Evan, they put us up in a hotel room for the night with one bed. Yes, they said for appearances, but my brother bought us a box of condoms. They can see the chemistry between us. It’s natural with as much time as we have spent together. You said it before, we enjoy our time being married, enjoy the benefits of being married, and then, when we know Misty’s parents are gone, we go back to the way things were.” Without you knowing you hold my heart in the palm of your hands.

  He leans in and kisses me. “So, you’re okay with me kissing you in front of them?” He kisses me softly. “You’re okay with me standing behind you with my arms wrapped tight around your waist?” Another kiss.

  “Yes,” I say, breathless from his kisses.

  “I’ll try to be as respectful as possible,” he says as the cab pulls up to his grandparents’ house. “Let’s go see our girl.” He opens the door and climbs out, offering me his hand.

  Our girl. He doesn’t even realize he said it. Those two words cause my heart to swell and crack all at the same time. No matter how bad I want her to be, she’s not my girl. I know I will get to see her still when this is over, but I want that claim. I love her.

  We find our parents and Lexi sitting around the kitchen table. Evan drops our bag and rushes to take her from his mom. “Hey, baby girl,” he whispers to her. She coos and grins at him, and he visibly relaxes. In two long strides, they’re next to me. “We missed you,” he tells her, including me again.

  Reaching out, I offer her my finger. “Hey, Lexi girl,” I say, leaning in to kiss her cheek. She latches onto my hair and shrieks. Silly girl.

  “Have you eaten?” Carol asks.

  “No, we packed up and left right after I talked to you,” Evan tells her.

  “Well, have a seat. We had biscuits and gravy. There’s plenty left over.”

  Evan pulls out a chair and motions for me to sit. I take the seat and he hands Lex to me, dropping a kiss on top of my head as he pulls back. I don’t even think he realizes he did it. I see my mom grinning from the corner of my eye.

  “Hey, you’re back,” Aaron says, joining us.

  “Yeah, Mom said Lex was a little cranky, so we packed up.” Evan brings me a plate and sets it in front of me before going back to make his own. Once he’s done, he takes the seat next to me. “You want me to take her?” he offers.

  “I just got her,” I complain. He grins and shakes his head.

  Lexi settles in my arms, watching her surroundings, so I pick up my fork and begin to eat. Evan does the same, resting one hand on the back of my chair.

  “So, our flight leaves at four,” Aaron speaks up. “Before we go, I was thinking you and I could hit that fishing hole you’re always yammering about.”

  Evan’s eyes flash to mine, and he winks. “You okay with that?” he asks me.

  I’m taken off guard by his question. “Uh…yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

  He just shrugs and turns to look at Aaron. “Sounds like a plan.”

  “You want me to keep Lexington?” his mom asks. Again, Evan turns to look at me.

  “I’m sure you want as much snuggle time as possible before we leave tomorrow, but I’ll be here either way,” I tell her.

  The rest of breakfast is small talk. Evan, Aaron, and our fathers talk about fishing while Mom and Carol talk about the cute outfits Carol bought for Lexi. When we’re done, Evan takes our plates and adds them to the dishwasher. Lexi is now sound asleep in my arms. He stops beside my chair and kneels at my side. “We won’t be gone long, a couple of hours.” He reaches over and pulls her sock up. I nod and smile, and before I know what’s happening, he leans in and kisses me. It’s a soft chaste kiss, but it’s in front of our families. Pulling back, he winks before standing and turning to Aaron. “Let’s head out, can’t have you missing your flight,” he says, heading toward the door.

  Aaron looks between me and Evan like he can’t believe what just happened. Did he forget he left us a little present in the hotel room? He finally shakes his head and follows Evan out the door.

  “I was hoping, since Evan’s gone, I could take a few pictures of the two of you and Lexi,” I tell his parents. “I know I’ve taken a ton this week, but I thought maybe a few that were a little more formal might be a good surprise for him.”

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��Of course, but I have one condition,” his mom says. I smile and nod. “You have to send me copies.”

  I laugh. “You got it. I’m going to go lay her down, and when she wakes up, we’ll take a few. It won’t take long,” I say, looking over at his dad. He looks worn out from all the excitement.

  “Sounds like a plan, young lady,” he says, his voice gruff.

  Chapter 48

  Evan

  “This is it?” Aaron asks.

  “Yep, we need to walk through that clearing.” I point through the front window of the Durango.

  “Let’s do this. We only have about two hours before I have to get back,” he says, climbing out of the SUV.

  I keep waiting for him to call me out. I kissed McKinley in front of all of them, but it just felt right. She had my daughter, who I know she loves, in her arms and she was smiling at me, my smile, damn it. How was I supposed to resist that? I wanted to kiss my wife and I did. No regrets.

  We make it through the clearing and I guide us away from the spot where I proposed to McKinley. We set up our chairs, bait our hooks, and kick back for some male bonding. Aaron and I have been fishing more times than I can count over the years.

  “What was that this morning?” Aaron breaks the silence.

  I play dumb. “What was what?”

  “You asking my sister for permission to go fishing.”

  Oh that. “She’s my wife.”

  “I know that, but this was supposed to be for Lexi,” he counters.

  “Plans change.”

  “Really?”

  “You really want to have this conversation?”

  “I asked, didn’t I?”

  “Yes, my plans changed, but hers have not. This is still an agreement with amended terms.”

  “I see.” I can tell my answer aggravates him, but what can he say? Like McKinley said, we’re both consenting adults—married consenting adults.