It's You (2 page)

“What are you doing
Evan?”

“You look
ed a little chilly. I thought you might want to put my jacket on to cover up.”

Zoey
was annoyed by the over protective gesture, but still something about it turned her on. What she didn’t get was why he was so concerned about covering up her body when his own date was standing right next to them, with an even more revealing dress on. Zoey stared daggers at Evan but he didn’t seemed to care. His only concern was keeping Zoey covered up and out of Stefano’s line of sight.

“Excuse us for
just a moment,” Zoey said in the most polite voice she could muster, as she grabbed Evan’s arm and drug him to one of Kara’s guest bedrooms so that nobody could hear her reading him the riot act.

“What is wrong with you Evan?
Have you lost your freaking mind? Why did you do that?”

“I didn’t like the way he
was looking at you, Zoey. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t respectful.”

“That isn’t your business. I’m a grown woman and have every right to
get hit on by men.” She groaned. “You are so damn frustrating sometimes, Evan!”

She started to turn but he grabbed her arm and twisted her
around. When he did, she spilled her wine, right down the front of his pants.

“Oh my God
, I’m so sorry, Evan. It was an accident, I swear.”

Without
thinking, she picked up a decorative hand towel that was on a nearby dresser and tried her best to clean up the mess. As Zoey wiped down the front of his pants, she didn’t quite think about where her hands were at and what it was she was touching.

Evan
, however, couldn’t think of anything else. His voice was low and breathy when he spoke.

“
Zoey, I’m going to have to ask you to stop doing what you are doing.”

Still flabbergasted at what she had done,
Zoey was just trying to clean up her mess and was not thinking straight.

“I can’t
believe I spilled wine all over your expensive suit. I’m so sorry, Evan.”

“Please
Zoey,” he pleaded.

But she didn’t listen and by the time she realized where her hands
were, it was too late. The bulge in his pants gave away his desire and try as she might, Zoey couldn’t force herself to look away, and even worse, she couldn’t stop herself from grabbing ahold of it and rubbing it even more.

It
felt much bigger than she had imagined it might be and more than anything, she wanted to unzip his pants and see if she was right. As she stroked him through the fabric, she found herself getting more and more turned on.

“We can’t do this
, Zoey. It’s not right.”

The
thought of her putting her sweet mouth on his cock sent sparks up Evan’s spine. Still, he knew he had to stop this. His sister would kill him if he fucked Zoey, and at one of her fancy dinner parties at that. Before he could try to stop her though, Zoey let her fingers caress his
length
.

“We can’t do this, we can’t,” he tried to say yet again.

Her eyes holding his, she leaned in and for the first time in her life did exactly what she had always wanted to do; she kissed him.

“Okay
, we won’t,” Zoey replied teasingly as she ran her tongue along his bottom lip.

She had wanted to do this for as long as she
could remember. She had fantasized for so long about what it would be like to kiss Evan but never in a million years did she think it would ever be possible, and definitely not with all those people just in the other room.

“I promised I wouldn’t
…” Evan wasn’t able to finish that line of thought. It just felt far too good to have her mouth on his. Nothing else at that moment mattered.

She pulled back and h
e watched her through half lidded eyes and waited patiently for her next move. He wanted to pull up her dress around her waist, rip off her panties and take her right there on the bed, but before he could do anything else, Zoey pulled back. She winked and then walked out of the room without saying another word, leaving Evan standing there alone and completely speechless.

Afterwards, Evan’s mind was flooded with thoughts about what just happened and who it happened with. Zoey had given him a mind blowing kiss and after, she just walked away.

What the fuck
was that?
He had fantasized about kissing those sweet lips of hers for years but that was better than any fantasy he’d ever had.

Zoey
was his dream girl, someone he had secretly been in love with for years, but had always avoided because he promised his sister he would. It was the only thing Kara had ever asked of him. But now that Zoey had been the one to initiate the contact, did that make a difference? Would his sister understand it wasn’t his fault, Zoey had been the one making the moves on him? She’s the one who started it, how could his sister possibly blame him for what had happened?

And what did all of this mean for him and
Zoey? Are they still just friends? Are they friends with possible future benefits? Did she want more? Was she still going through with her date for tonight? And what about his date, what was he going to do about Ami?

Evan
just couldn’t wrap his head around all that had just happened and he wouldn’t have time to try to sort it all out because there was a knock on the door. Unsure who it might be, Evan quickly adjusted himself, and did his best to make himself look presentable.

“Evan
, you okay in there?”

It
was his sister Kara.
Of course it was Kara.
She was probably worried about him and there he was being a total ass, messing around with her best friend, the one thing she had asked him not to ever do.

Walking
out of the room, he gently closed the door behind him. “Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry about that, Zoey just ….”

He trailed
off. What could he say? He didn’t want to lie but he knew he couldn’t exactly tell her the truth either. Not right then. Maybe later.

“It’s okay,” Kara said as she put a loving and understanding hand on her brother
’s shoulder. “I know you were just trying to look out for Zoey’s best interest. But you have to remember we aren’t little girls anymore. We are all grown up and that means we get to wear our big girl clothes now.”

Evan
just groaned, and he and his sister joined the rest of the guests who were now in the dining room, including Zoey who was sitting on one side of Stefano while his own date, Ami, was sitting on the other.

Evan froze, unsure
of what to do. He had a decision to make. Should he take the empty seat next to Zoey or the one next to Ami, his date for the evening? Luckily, his sister made the decision for him, guiding him to the chair next to Ami, while she sat down next to Zoey. When he sat down next to Ami, she didn’t even seem to notice, she was too busy giggling and flirting with Stefano. But then again, so was Zoey.
What was that man saying that was so damn funny?

When his sister took her seat at the table, the servers started to bring the food
in. As they sat the plates of food down in front of each person, Evan couldn’t seem to stop staring at Zoey, but she barely acknowledged his existence and instead kept chatting with her date, Stefano.

Zoey
did notice his strange glares at her but she couldn’t quite understand why he was giving her that look. Did he really regret their intimate encounter in the bedroom that much? She was the first to admit she didn’t have that much experience making out, but still, she didn’t think she was that bad, not bad enough for him to be glaring at her like that.

This night
wasn’t turning out like she had thought it would at all. Her dream date Stefano was a dud and she made a complete ass of herself by kissing Evan. Zoey wasn’t a big drinker but with all that was going on, she had found herself asking for a few more refills of her wine than she normally would have.

By the time dinner
was over, she realized she had had way too much to drink. More than anything, she just wanted this night to end so she could go home and sleep off her buzz. She turned to Kara to say that maybe she better call a cab and that she would pick her own car up tomorrow, but as she twisted in her chair she dropped her napkin, and when she bent over to pick it up, she glanced under the table at Ami’s hand on Stefano’s lap and he was as hard as a rock.

Zoey
quickly jumped up, hoping to avoid anyone realizing she was under the table when she bumped her head. The loud thud caught everyone’s attention.
Great, this night just keeps getting better.

“Oh sweetie
, are you okay,” Kara said as she lovingly rubbed Zoey’s head. “What were you doing?”

“I dropped my napkin and I
…” she turned to look at Ami, who didn’t seem the slightest bit bothered by the fact that she might have been caught rubbing Stefano under the table, and then to Evan who, she was sure, was still going to be scowling at her, but much to her surprise, he wasn’t. He had a genuine look of concern on his face.

“I guess I’ve had too much to drink. I
think I better call a cab.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Evan will take you home.” Kar
a said, gesturing to her brother who nodded in agreement.

“No
, really, it’s okay. I can just call a cab. They’ll be here in no time.”

Evan rose from the table. “Go grab your things
, Ami, it’s time to leave.” He grabbed Zoey by the arm and drug her to the living room, who continued to insist she could find her way home on her own. “I’ll take you home.”

Ami and Stefano followed Evan. “
Actually Evan,” Ami said sheepishly. “If you don’t mind, Stefano said he will take me home later.”

When Ev
an didn’t respond, she continued. “He has this collection of Geek artifacts and I want to check them out.”

“I
think you mean Greek artifacts, honey,” Zoey replied, trying her best not to burst out laughing.

Evan
just rolled his eyes and with a firm grasp still on Zoey’s upper arm, dragged her out of the apartment and to the parking lot without saying a word. When they got to his car, he leaned over to unlock the door but Zoey stopped him, using her body to block the door.

“Why are you being such an ass?”

“I didn’t realize taking you home was me being such an ass. That’s good to know.”

Zoey
arched an eyebrow. “That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

He reached up and rested his hands on her hips.
“No Zoey, I don’t know what you mean.”

“
I’m sorry if you regret what we did earlier, but I don’t. I thought it was wonderful.”

“
Apparently so wonderful that it made you want to go flirt and chat up Stefano all during dinner.”

“Not
hardly! He was my dinner date and I was just trying to be cordial. I don’t have a thing for him, he’s not my type. Plus he was too busy getting an under the table rub and tug from your date.”

Zoey put one hand on Evan’s chest and
then let the other slide down between his legs. “Want me to show you what I saw?”

Evan sucked in a breath when
Zoey let her hand slide over the growing erection in his pants and squeezed it firmly.

“I don’t need a Greek playboy, when I have the real thing right here.”

Evan looked around to make sure there was nobody else around. Could he really do this? Could he make out with Zoey in the parking lot of his sister’s apartment building?
Fuck it
.

He pulled Zoey in for a deep passionate kiss. Her lips
were sweet and tasted like strawberries. He wasn’t holding back and neither was she. Lost in 
the
 magic of the kiss, he clung to her wildly and desperately, fearing s
he
 might walk away 
like she had done earlier,
 if he didn't hold on to her tight.

Before things
could progress any further, there was a bright light from an oncoming car. He pulled away, unlocked and opened the door for her so that she could get inside of his car. He rushed to get into the driver’s side and when he did, he turned to see Zoey’s skirt had slid up and he had a perfect view of her pink silky panties.

Evan
couldn’t force himself to look away, this was the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. How was it possible that Zoey could make him feel this way just by sitting there in those cute little panties?

“
See something you like?” She asked in a breathy, seductive voice.

Evan
couldn’t answer, all he could do was nod his head.

“I do too,” she said as she no
dded toward his stiffening cock. Then she reached over and started rubbing her hand against his erection.

“Take your panties off,” Evan commanded.

She smiled and without hesitation pulled her panties off as she was told to do.

Evan
couldn’t resist putting his finger inside of her. She was glistening wet and while he was enjoying slipping his fingers in and out of her, he desperately wished they were back at his place already.

She spread her legs further and moaned, “Don’t stop.”

Evan stuck another finger inside, enjoying the feel of her wetness.

Zoey savored each second of pleasure as he worked his fingers in and out of her.
Soon her breath became erratic and Evan knew she was about to lose it.

The sensation of his fingers inside of her
felt so overwhelmingly good, all Zoey could do at that moment was grind against his hand, wanting more than anything to come.

She
couldn’t believe this was happening, but all that mattered was that Evan was giving her such riotous, unbelievable pleasure. Her body began to shiver uncontrollably, on the verge of release. She was out of her mind with need for him.

“Come for me baby,” he murmured as he began to rub her clit faster.

“Yes, oh God yes,” Zoey moaned loudly as she began to thrash around, while an orgasm rocked her body. She shuddered in his grip and the pleasure of it all lasted for long, precious moments as they sat there in silence enjoying the experience.

Evan
couldn’t believe what just happened. His chest tightened with the full measure of lust and tenderness he 
felt
 for
her
. He wanted nothing more than to just hold her in his arms and make mad passionate love to her.

Evan
finally pulled away and with distance now between them, Zoey felt the loss of his touch. She could think of nothing but his strength and the warmth between them. The emotions were almost overwhelming and she needed an anchor. She needed to remember that Evan didn’t do serious relationships. He was the king of one night stands and she was nothing more to him than one of his bimbos. She had no sooner acknowledged 
her feelings
 before his hand moved. He cupped her cheeks, forcing 
her
 head upward.

“You okay Zoey?”

“That was incredible Evan.”

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, and
then started the car. “Guess we better get out of here.”

“You
know how to get to my house?” Zoey asked.

hEvan
was taken aback by what she had just said. He was sure they were going to go back to his place and finish what they had just started. “You don’t want to go back to my place?”

“No Evan, it’s pretty late, I better head back home. I have an early morning thing.”

Evan didn’t argue with her, instead he just drove her home in silence, while trying to figure out where things had gone wrong between them.

Zoey didn’t
really have plans for the next morning, but she knew Evan hated having girls at his place and never did it. She was sure he was just inviting her over to be polite. He probably felt bad for what they had done, but whatever, Zoey wasn’t going to be one of those clingy girls she had heard Evan complaining about over the years. But damn, she finally got it. Evan was amazing and she completely understood why those girls wanted to hang around for more.