Hatred With Benefits novel Chapter 50

EMERSON.

I stare into her eyes as I wait for her response, and she shakes her head, "I can't show you here. "

"Why not?" My voice sounds impatient and miserable, and I don't give a fuck at this moment. That image of her has messed with my head and provoked every sentiment in me.

I've always known Eva Carson is far less innocent than she might appear to be, but goddamn; her in heels and a damn clothing that reveals too much than I handle with her body wrapped around the pole that way just makes her so fùcking naughtier. A damn sexy woman; a damn sexy woman who plays with my control like a switch.

"I need music to feel. " She tells me and I say, "I can give you music. We can play a song right here and—"

She cut me off. "You do realize we aren't back in our apartment, right?" She lifts a brow, reminding me of that very fact and I let out a sigh, dropping my hand to wrap it around her. "I know that, but I want to see you that way so fucking badly; I'm ready to risk it all. "

"I'll show you one day. " She promises as she drops her hands to my shoulders. "But I can think of a million different ways to make you feel good right now. " The smirk that takes over her face after those words only causes the erection in my pants to worsen and I throw her phone to the side as I lean forward to meet her lips.

Soft. Sweet. Chocolates. Fucking. Heaven.

That's exactly how Eva Carson tastes– a taste that I'm fucking screwed for. A taste that I'm fucking addicted to.

She groans against my mouth as her hands slide from my shoulders down to my chest and she's tugging at my shirt. I pull away for a split second to let her yank it over my head before I push her back on the bed and take her mouth as I struggle to get her pants down her legs.

We fight to keep our mouths and hands on each other while trying to get rid of the clothes that serve as an impediment between our skins, and we somehow go from tossing around on the bed to Eva on the floor, between my legs and on her knees as she rips my pants off.

Eva places her hands on my thighs as she kneels before me in her entire nakedness– one that I can't find the exact beautiful word to describe.

She sneaks her hands from my thighs to my hips and I take my lower lip in my mouth as she presses a finger onto the tip of my cock. She smears my pre-cum across the skin before she lifts her head to me, a taunting smile on her lips as she waits for me to speak.

And. I. Give. Her. What. She. Wants.

"Take it, Eva. Take the damn control. " I say as I look into her eyes with one hand fisted in her hair and she makes a low gasp from her throat before she swats my hand from her hair. She shoves me to fall on the bed, and I watch in amazement as she crawls to the bed and towards me, stopping between my thighs. The sight of her breasts in the space between her hands and her ass pushed to the back makes me want to grab her and slam my cock into her pussy, where I know her wetness would be awaiting me, but the powerful look on Eva's face stops those triggering thoughts.

Everything Eva Carson does in bed is fucking sexy, but there's something different about when she's in control. It's the extreme confidence that comes with that side of her; when she knows she's got me right where she wants me. The aura that oozes from her when she knows I would do any fucking thing to have her on my cock. That's the aura she has around her now as she trails towards me as a predator would do to its prey, and it ignites a sizzling fire in each part of me; my heart pounding wildly against my chest as I wait for my wild girl to take me.

"Do you want me on this?" The seductive tone of her voice is music to my ears as she tickles my dick, teasingly wrapping her hand around it before she lets it fall from her grip.

"You know I fucking do, Eva. " I hiss and she lifts her head to me before she climbs over me, throwing her legs to the sides and bringing her sweet pussy right where I need it– almost.

"Eva—" I call, annoyance creeping into my voice and she presses a finger to my lips to shush me. "Don't make a sound, or you won't get what you want. " Fuck. She's turning me fucking insane. Before Eva Carson, I wouldn't let a woman tell me what to do in bed, but the grip this woman has on me is beyond my understanding.

"You won't put your hands on me. They'll remain where I place them. " She says as she brings my hands to her chest, and I feel the softness of her breasts in my hold.

"I won't. " I promise her, twirling the buds of her breasts and I savour the way she tilts her head to the back for a second before she looks down to where my painfully hardened cock awaits her. She lifts her body a bit, gripping my cock in hand before she clutches the crown to her entrance.

"Eva—" I let out a low call of her name as I squeeze her breasts and she pushes inside, letting me inside her warmth to fill every fucking inch of her.

"Fuck–" she cries as she lifts her body and drops again; taking me whole. "Emerson. Fuck, oh God. Your mouth. " I don't need her to say more before I sit up on the bed, letting my mouth take my hand's previous spot on her chest, while my hands move around her back and she pushes her fingers through my curls, gripping hard onto the end of my locks– almost enough to make me come right there.

"Oh, God. It feels so fucking different. It's like I can finally feel you inside me without—" Eva pauses, as if realizing our slight mistake of not using protection and her widened eyes meet mine as I pull back from her chest. "A condom. "

"We should—" I start to say, moving my hands to her hips but Eva shakes her head furiously, moving my hands from her hips.

"Eva, I would come inside you. We need to—" she doesn't let me finish my words before she moves her hand to the back of my head to brace my face to her chest again, not stopping her movements on my cock.

"I'm on birth control, and I'm not fucking stopping. It feels too fucking good to stop. " She moans, throwing her head to the back and I'm no longer able to hold back; I wrap one hand around her throat, and press my lips to the skin of her neck as I push forward to meet each slam of her pussy on my cock.

"Oh, fuck. Emerson—" she moans loudly and I move my hand from her throat to cover her mouth, my fingers digging into her back as I watch the pleasure that masks her face with each thrust I give and it isn't long before I lose hold of my relief and my body shakes violently as I release inside her.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. " Eva chants as I remove my hand from her mouth and her head fall against my neck.

"Are you good?" I ask her and she hums. "Good, because you aren't done. " And I flip us around, bringing her back against the softness of the bed and I lift her legs to my shoulder as I pound into her to give her that heated comfort.