Winning Dawn (4 page)

“Oh, there you two are,” said her cousin, looking lovelier than usual in her white wedding gown. Dawn hurriedly shoved away from the wall, pushing Evan behind her. “Dawn, we’re ready to leave,” Kayla continued. She gave her a quick, fierce hug. “I’m going to miss you.”

“Yeah, I’m sure while you’re frolicking in the sun in Hawaii you will think of nothing but your poor cousin stuck here with winter breathing down her neck. Your poor husband will be hard pressed to get any of your attention. Why bother going?”

Kayla laughed. “Come, see me off.” She grabbed Dawn’s hand and led her away. She paused. “Oh, and Evan, Josh wants to have a word with you before we leave,” she tossed over her shoulder. “So, what did he do to tick you off now?” Kayla whispered to her when they were out of Evan’s hearing range.

* * * *

Evan reminded himself that he was a grown man. And as an adult, he knew that a hard-on would not kill him. He adjusted himself with a grimace. He should be thankful that someone had stopped him from taking Dawn in a shadowed corner of the hotel where anyone could have seen them fucking. What was it about her that got to him so quickly? One second he was apologizing and the next he hadn’t been able to think about anything other than getting her naked.

He followed the women, leaving enough distance between them that they could talk in private. He wondered if Dawn would tell her cousin about his proposal. Probably not.

Damn. He realized suddenly that he still had not received her answer. Obviously, she’d intended to say no. It was for the probably best. If things went badly, she wasn’t some stranger that he would never see again. It had been uncharacteristically impulsive of him to ask.

It made no sense for him to continue pursuing her. Now if only his cock would agree.

He tried to clear the scowl off his face as he saw Josh. He hugged his little brother. “Have fun, man.”

“I know I will. You stay out of trouble.”

“Since when have I needed you to tell me to stay out of trouble? You have this backwards.”

Josh grinned. “I’ve been watching you with Dawn. You keep it up, and she’s going to flay you alive. Not to mention what my sweet wife will do to you. You’re treading on thin ice.”

Chapter 4

Dawn rang the doorbell before her courage could desert her. She glanced at her watch. It was almost midnight. She bit her lip. What was she doing here? This was insane.

After the wedding, she’d gone home and lay in bed staring up at the dark ceiling, feeling sorry for herself, thinking about all the good times she’d had with Reggie and feeling lonely. Twice she’d reached for the phone to call him at his mother’s house. The second time she’d dialed every digit except the last before coming to her senses. She’d been lonely for a long time. Even when Reggie was around, she’d felt alone. In high school, they’d each had their own set of friends with whom they’d partied. There had been the occasional one on one date, but the norm was for them to go out with a group. When she’d gone to college, he’d been resentful about being left behind, but she’d assured him it would work out. Two years into college, he’d given her an ultimatum. It was him or school. It was too difficult on him being without her, he’d said. He’d confessed to sleeping with other women when he’d felt particularly neglected. Each time, he’d seemed as hurt and confused by his own behavior as she had been. And each time, she’d forgiven him. Against her mother’s adamant protests, she had dropped out of college. The plan had been to go to night school or take online courses. Somehow, that had never come about.

She’d like to blame everything on Reggie. But she had been a blind fool. He’d treated her poorly, but she had let him. She was barely on speaking terms with her mother. Her mother had been at Kayla’s wedding, but she had barely acknowledged her. That had hurt like hell. Her mother didn’t know about the break up. Dawn had called her to tell her about the engagement, thinking her mother would finally be satisfied that Reggie was the right man for her. Bernice Smith wasn’t. A terse congratulations was all she’d received before her mother said she was in the middle of baking one of her famous cheesecakes.

So she hadn’t told any of her family about her break up. She didn’t want to see the pitying glances. Nor did she care to receive the condescending pats on the back she’d gotten in the past during one of their mini separations. How annoying she must have been to everyone. Constantly seeking their comfort during one of their many arguments, only to return to Reggie again and again. Her previous mistakes were so clear to her now and she was embarrassed and ashamed.

She couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when she had fallen out of love with Reggie. It was probably years ago. Many times, she’d forgiven his infidelity because of how good things used to be or because she didn’t want to give up on her fantasy of a future as his wife. And there was all the time she’d put in and the sacrifices she’d made for their relationship. All of that would be wasted if she gave up and let him go.

A brisk wind swept by, chilling her ankles and bringing her focus back to the present. Dawn shivered. Should she ring the doorbell again? She tightened the belt on her ankle length wool trench coat. The deep plum color accentuated the creaminess of her butterscotch skin tone.

Maybe he wasn’t home?

The door swung open. He was topless, wearing only midnight blue satin pajama bottoms that hung indecently low on his hips. The sight was enough to make her mouth water. The man was all solid muscle. His chest was covered with a fine layer of black hair that arrowed down to a trim waist. He crossed his arms over his chest when he saw her. His biceps bulged. “If you want an apology for the kiss in the hotel tonight, you’re going to be disappointed. I’m not sorry.”

She stepped inside. He backed up to allow her entrance. She leaned back against the door to close it and undid her coat. The edges fell apart to reveal a midnight blue lace bra and panty set she’d bought when she’d thought she was getting married. “We match,” she said with a smile.

Evan sucked in a breath. “Oh, damn.” His dark eyes turned molten with desire from one second to the next. His gaze covered every inch of her and came back for seconds.

“I decided to take you up on your offer.”

“Okay.” He reached for her.

She laughed and halted him with a hand to his chest. “Don’t you want to know why?”

“Later.”

He pushed her coat from her shoulders and tugged her into his arms. Skin to skin contact was a shock for her. His body was hot and hard all over. She ran her fingers over his shoulders and down his back. The obvious evidence of his strength made her feel ultra-feminine. She trembled.

“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you,” he whispered against her neck.

“I’m not afraid.”

“Good.” He opened his mouth over her throat, sucking and kissing her.

“Oh,” she gasped. The sexual chemistry between them was electric. He seemed to know just how to touch her to get the biggest response. He’d hit the exact spot on her neck that drove her passion the highest. When he backed her into the wall and pressed his lower body to hers, she thought she might pass out from the pleasure. He unsnapped her bra in the front and cupped her breasts, tugging on her pouting nipples. She shook her head to clear it. She wasn’t going to make it. She was going to come before he was inside her. He insinuated his thigh between hers and thrust his hips into the cradle of hers. The feel of his hardened penis against her made her feel excited and wanton.  “Evan, I’m going to—”

“No.” He stopped kissing her. “I want to be buried to the hilt inside you when you come.” His voice was deep and thick with lust. His words and the tone made the walls of her pussy clench.

She moaned. “Don’t talk to me like that. I can’t take it.”

He flicked her nipples with his thumbs. His hips never stopped their circular motion. “You’re very responsive.”

“I’m not usually.”

He groaned. “Then let go and come. This time is just for you.” He dipped his head and licked her nipples.

She thrust her hips into his to assuage the ache building in her belly as he moved from breast to breast, feasting on the tips while his fingers never stopped working. He suckled around his thumbs, kissing her breasts as he would her mouth. She’d never been so wet in her life.

He slid his hand over her tummy and into her panties. He circled her clit teasingly before thrusting one thick finger inside her and she splintered into pieces with a shocked cry. Her nails dug into his shoulders. He finger fucked her through her orgasm. When she’d calmed down, he was staring at her in wonder. “What?” she managed.

“Dawn, you’re very tight.” He added a second finger to the first and she moaned. “How long has it been since you had sex?”

“Don’t know.” She wet her lips. She couldn’t recall. His thrusting fingers certainly weren’t helping her concentrate. “Evan, please.”

He smiled. “I like the sound of that.” He removed his hand from her panties. “You begging me,” he clarified at her confused look.

“Jerk.”

He grinned. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” He took her hand. She only had quick glimpses of his home as he was practically running. The house was spacious and modern. The decorations were minimal. It definitely needed a woman’s touch. She’d dropped Kayla off here to meet Josh once, but she’d never been inside before.

His bedroom was upstairs. The walls were white and completely bare. The bed was made up with a smoke gray micro suede comforter. It was king-sized and was pleading for some cute pillows. Evan picked her up and tossed her on it. She thought he’d follow her down, but he paused to take off her panties. She lifted her hips to aid him. She shrugged out of her bra. He opened a drawer in his nightstand and took out a condom. He pushed down his pants and turned to her. Dawn guessed he was giving her time to change her mind, but she wasn’t going to back out.

He wasn’t as tall as Reggie, but he was thicker built. Evan’s chest was broader and more heavily muscled. His abdominals were tight and well defined. She grasped handfuls of his comforter as her gaze fell to his cock. He was bigger here also. Not monstrously so, but it was more than she’d ever had to handle. Her lack of experience had her suddenly nervous. It must have shown on her face.

“I’ll be gentle,” he said, crawling over her. “I want you so badly. We’ll go slower next time, but this time is going to have to be fast.” He rained brief kisses on her lips. “Open,” he commanded, spreading her thighs with his hands.

She gasped as he stroked her clit with the bulbous head of his cock.

“Watch,” he said with awe. “Watch me take you.”

She pushed herself up on her elbows. The condom glistened with her moisture. He fit himself to her opening and slowly fed her his cock. She bit her lip as he stretched her. He sank in an inch. Then more. She whimpered. She’d never felt this vulnerable during sex before. Evan’s eyes flashed up to hers. The passion and the determination on his face told her there would be no backing out. He had her spread for him and he wasn’t going to let her go until he was satisfied.

“Finish it,” she whispered. “Fuck me.” He gripped her buttocks, pulled back, and thrust home to the hilt. He paused at her shocked cry. He felt better than she could have ever imagined. He filled her deliciously. Her body pulsed around him in welcome.

“Okay?”

She nodded. She wrapped her thighs around his waist to let him know that she was fine. He left her almost completely and drove home again. She moaned his name. As the pace of his thrusts increased, she fell back onto the mattress.

“Damn,” he grunted. “You’re so tight . . . so hot.”

He swiveled his hips and thrust deeper. She latched onto his thick forearms and arched her back. Each plunge of his cock rubbed over the bundle of nerves deep inside her pussy, causing her to cry out. Her nipples tightened and her toes curled. She opened her legs wider for him. “Oh, Evan, I’m going to come.”

He ground his hips in faster, tighter circles. When her orgasm swept over her, he groaned, but he didn’t stop moving, compounding the strength of the clenching waves of her pleasure. “Evan!” Her first climax was quickly followed by another stronger one as he growled and came himself. He grew impossibly thicker inside her. Her pussy convulsed around him, sucking his thick member desperately.

“Feel so good,” he groaned, collapsing on top of her. He buried his face in her neck. His breath huffed out in rough pants. His arms closed around her in a tight embrace and it was some time before he rolled off her. That was fine with her. She didn’t think she could move. He tossed the used condom into a waste basket at the side of the bed. “Be right back.” He walked into the bathroom. She heard him washing his hands.

She wasn’t sure what should happen now. Her limbs were too languid for her to bestir herself at this moment. Wow. She’d had sex with Evan. A silly smile curled her lips. Correction, she’d just had the best sex of her life with Evan. Who would have thought it? He was so not her type.

Evan strolled out the bathroom, completely comfortable in his skin. He didn’t seem to be at all concerned that he was naked. She was ready to cover up now that the fever in her blood had cooled. She had a decent body, but “decent” didn’t mean it would withstand intense scrutiny. “I should be going.”

“I want you to stay.”

“Why?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” He gestured at his stiffening cock.

“Again?” She was surprised, but pleased that he could want her so soon.

“That was a quickie. Not nearly enough to satisfy me.” He tugged her to a standing position and threw the bed coverings on the floor. “I couldn’t take the time to do that before. You had me ready to explode.” He reached into the nightstand and withdrew a string of condoms
.

Her brows rose. “What do you plan to do with all of those?”

“You.” He caught her about the waist. His hands spanned her back, ran down her ribs, and finally cupped her bottom. He squeezed and then groaned. “I love your ass. The first time I met you, I had a hard time keeping my eyes and my hands off it.” He squeezed again, letting her know exactly how hard a time he’d been having.