Evan Arden 01 Otherwise Alone Read Online Free PDF Page A

gigantic wooden double-doors that grace the fro nt of some huge Bavarian castle because I’m coming in .
    I grab the back of her head with my hand and pull her to me, opening my mouth and finding her tongue with my own.  She groans against my lips, and I tilt my head to one side to get a better angle.  She tastes sweet, like the peaches we had with our dinner, and I want to devour her.
    There is nothing soft or gentle about what I do.  I want her, and I can sense the desire inside of her.  She’s not looking for a brief make-out session.  Whatever happened with whomever she was with pushed her to this.  She wants to be fucked, and I am happy to oblige.   My hands grab at her, and my fingers dig into her flesh a little.
    My tongue dances with hers.
    Maybe more like a mosh pit than dancing , but whatever .
    I slide my hand down her back and pull her body flush against mine.   My cock is peeking out between the opening of my boxers, and I grind against her stomach.  I need to get her shirt off of her as quickly as possible.  And her jeans.   And everything else.
    I need to be inside of her.  Mouth, pussy, ass – I don’t care.  I just need to merge with her…blend…be one…
    She turns her head to break the kiss and to take a breath.  I don’t bother to stop , but instead move from her lips to her chin and then lower.  Her head tilts back as I move down her neck, letting my tongue flick out over her heated skin.  I get to the hollow of her throat before I am met with the cloth of her shirt, which pisses me off.  I want her tits in my mouth, and I’m tired of playing around.  I grasp her fingers and push her hand down until it ’ s resting on t op of my rigid cock.
    “You want this?” I whisper in her ear, my hot breath making her shiver.  I push against the back of her hand and tilt my hips at the same time, basically smashing her hand against my dick.  “You say the word , and I’m going to give it to you just how you need it.”
    Her eyes are wide, and I know she wants it, but I still wait.  She needs to know it, not just me.  Her wide eyes finally look up to mine , and I feel her fingers twitch against my cock.  She nods slightly, but it isn’t good enough.
    “ I want to hear it ,” I say to her.  “ Tell me you want it .”
    “I want it.”   No hesitation.
    I don’t need further encouragement.
    I grab both of her wrists and hold them together in my hand, raising them high above her head and pushing them into the pillow.  My lips smash down on hers , and my tongue invades her mouth.  She gasps and cries out into my mouth, but I don’t stop.  I don’t even slow down.
    I need this as much as she does.
    My free hand moves to my boxers and pushes them down enough to free my hard and expectant cock before I start moving with purpose .  I grab the end of her shirt then and pull it up until her bra is exposed.  I straddle her, my mouth still locked to hers, and rub my dick against the skin of her bare stomach.  I reach down, hoping she’s wearing a bra that clasps in the front, but she’s not, so I tear the fucking thing off of her.
    She groans in protest this time, struggling against my grip on her hands.  I move back enough to release her lips.
    “What the hell are you doing?” she cries.
    “I’m going to tear your clothes off and fuck you so hard you won’t walk right for a week ,” I respond.  “You want me to stop?”
    Her eyes dilate further, her chest rises and falls rapidly, and her mouth opens and closes a couple of times before she shakes her head emphatically.  I don’t need verbal confirmation this time , and I yank her shorts part way down her legs instead.   Her panties come with them, and I don’t both er getting them all the way off because my fingers can already reach what my cock is looking to find.
    The tips of m y fingers slide over her outer labia very lightly – teasingly.  Her hips push up, trying to find the friction, but I don’t give it