The Billionaire’s Games (The Billionaire’s Obsession 2)

While Evan was entertaining Emily and Nick I got some work done. Writing for my blog, editing pictures and uploading some to let my viewers see more of my trip to Tokyo. I loved to explore and I did a lot of that together with Evan and sometimes with Chris. I loved to share those experiences with other people and it turned out my readers liked it a lot. I had so much fun, doing what I liked.

I was making myself a rose tea, the soft taste helping me calm my mind. Pouring boiling water into my cup I glanced at the door when the doorbell echoed through my apartment. Carefully placing the teapot down I headed to the door to open it. Surprised when Evan suddenly leaned in and kissed me, passionately and wet. I tried to return the kiss back but he didn’t give me time to adjust. He pushed me inside, his lips still attached to mine while he kicked the door closed behind him. He cupped my face in his hands and deepened the kiss. He tasted of sake and something sweet. He pulled away only so we could both catch our breaths.

“My tea.” I breathed when Evan grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom.

He squeezed my hand, “We’ll drink tea after.”

Last time it was me who didn’t give him time to think, it was a pleasant surprise that he was taking the lead this time. Entering the bedroom Evan pushed me down on the bed and crawled on top of me, his eyes searching mine.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Emily says hi.”

I laughed, “I’m not sure you should talk about our friends when we’re about to, you know.”

His eyes lit up, “Have intercourse?”

I couldn’t help but smile, “Well, aren’t you a very decent guy.”

“Should I have said fuck instead?”

I covered his mouth with my hand, shaking my head at him, “I rather liked the word intercourse. It’s less, rude, I suppose.”

When I pulled my hand away I revealed his smirk, “What we’re about to do is anything but nice and proper.”

He made me laugh even when the situation was anything but funny. Softly stroking his hair I took in every detail of his face. His eyes were alight with amusement and something else. I think it was desire. The thought of him wanting me so much heated my skin and made my heart race faster. His lips curled to a smile which could make even the most saddest person consider smiling back. Evan was perfect in so many ways.

“I’d like to take it nice a slow,” I whispered.

He leaned into my touch, my hand trailing down to cup his cheek, “You want to make love?”

My breathing hitched in my throat as he asked me that. It was something I wanted, but I was afraid I’d make him reconsider. His eyes gave nothing away though nor did his body language. It didn’t feel like he was about to pull away from me so I figured I could be honest with him.

“Yes.”

Leaning more into my touch, he kissed my wrist. He shifted his gaze back at me as he answered me, “I want that too.”

Without hesitating he leaned back in and kissed me. It was slow and gentle like the kiss he gave me that morning. We took it slow, exploring each other’s bodies and trying to find out what we liked. The first time we slept together it had been fast, both of us chasing our orgasm. Tonight it was all about exploring each other. It had been just as good. As we both reached our orgasm Evan laid on his back and pulled me close to him, my head resting upon his bare chest while he stroked my hair.

“I still want my rose tea,” I whispered, trying not to break the peaceful moment we had.

A soft chuckle left his lips, “I did promise we’d have tea afterward.”

I groaned, closing my eyes as I snuggled closer to him, “I’m too tired to get up though.”

He brushed his lips against my hair, “I’ll make you your tea.” He pulled away from me and got to his feet, completely naked.

Enjoying the view I watched him slip on his boxers while he tossed me his shirt so I could cover up. He winked at me when he noticed the appreciative look on my face and walked out the bedroom. Tonight was perfect. Evan was definitely on the same page with me when it came to our relationship and he was gentle and considerate. Making me rose tea because he was keeping his promise. How could I not fall for him?