A Window to Love (Windows) (Volume 1) Read Free

your spare time?”
    “No, but a very good friend is an amazing chef. I watch and
learn,” he answered with a wicked grin.
    Evan plated the eggs and sat on a stool below me. With one
fork, he took a bite and then fed me until the plate was clean. No words were
spoken between us. Our eyes were locked. Moving the plate out of the way, he
spread my legs apart and rested them on either side of his muscular body. He
pushed up the hem of my dress, exposing the tops of my thigh-high nylons. He
gently rolled the stockings down my legs, slowly, methodically, caressing and
kneading until they are removed. I couldn't stop myself from moaning. The
throbbing heat intensified and moisture began to pool between my thighs. I
tried to squeeze them together, but he held my legs firmly apart. Leaning over,
he nipped at my bare thigh and growled, “You smell good enough to eat.” I
moaned and slid myself forward on the counter, wrapping my arms around his
neck, capturing his hair in my fingers, he devoured my mouth. He broke from our
kiss long enough and said, “Time for you to show me what you would love to do
with me, bébé.” Scooping me up into his big, strong arms, he whispered,
“Bedroom?” I pointed the direction.
    As he was carrying me to my bedroom, I was questioning
myself. What was I doing having a one-night stand? And a one-night stand with a
male model? I promised myself this would never happen again, but ooh la la, I
couldn't help myself. I wanted him! Between the kitchen and my bedroom I pushed
all the doubts from my mind.
    Finding my bedroom, Evan released me from his muscular arms,
sliding me down his hard body. Turning me around, he moved my hair to one side
as he began kissing my neck. Running his tongue along my skin, he moved down my
back, unzipping my dress. It fell to the floor and I was left standing in my
black lace bra and matching thong. Turning me back into his embrace, he
growled, lifting me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. In one swift
move, he set me down in the middle of my large soft bed and crawled on top of
me. I reached up and pulled him down, plunging my tongue into his mouth. We
both moaned with anticipation.
    Moving to my neck, licking and nipping at my skin, he
unclasped the front of my bra and moved one hand to cup my breast. Kneading and
rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he moved his mouth to cover
the other breast. I moaned and pushed into him wanting more. He switched his
mouth to the other breast and slowly slid his hand down my body, across my
stomach and into my panties. I gasped as his fingers stroke my burning, moist
flesh.
    “Oh bébé, you’re so wet for me,” he whispered softly into my
ear, nipping my earlobe hard and then licking and sucking it. Gently moving his
finger over my folds, one finger curved inside of me as his thumb circled my
clit. Panting, I pushed into his hand and he moved with me harder and faster
giving my body the stimulation it craved and I screamed as he brought me to a
delicious orgasm.
    The orgasm was unbelievable, but it only left me wanting
more. I wanted to feel the heat and the weight of his body on mine. I wanted to
feel his skin pressed against me. I wanted to caress him. I wanted to lick him.
    I unbuttoned his shirt kissing his smooth chest as I went.
As I slipped his shirt off his strong broad shoulders, revealing his firm
biceps, I kissed each one. I ran my hands across his firm pecs. Leaning forward
I nipped at each of his hardened nipples. He growled and stiffened as I lightly
skimmed across his tight rippling abs and traced his cut v-muscles with my
index finger. His tanned skin was so responsive to my touch. Reaching for the
waistband of his pants, I unhooked and unzipped them. I slipped my hand down
between his hot skin and boxer briefs rubbing his hard length, feeling how big
and ready he was for me. I wanted him to fill me now.
    With my labored breath it took every ounce of control to
form actual words, “Evan, I