Page 120 of Jump on Three
Evelyn’s eyes went round and wide. “Oh my god, Ivan!”
Attempting to right myself without sliding again, a bubble of a laugh traveled up my throat, bursting out of me.
“I’m fine. Almost lost my skull, but I’m fine.”
She took my hand and placed it on her chest. “Feel that?” Her heart fluttered like a hummingbird beneath my palm. “You scared me. Don’t laugh.”
“I’m sorry, angel. I’m laughing at how uncool I am. I get the chance to take a shower with you, and I fall all over myself.”
Her eyes pinched for a moment, then her frown slid into a grin. “You did look pretty goofy. Your arms are like those industrial wind turbines.”
I snickered at her description and wrapped her up in my wind turbine arms. “You are supposed to save me, Evelyn.”
“Of course. Next time, I will dive under you to cushion your fall.”
Curling around her, I laughed into her neck. Her body shook from her happy giggles. Not for the first time, I wished to capture that sound and carry it with me. There was nothing like happy, carefree Evelyn.
“You had a good day, huh?”
She leaned back in my arms, grinning up at me as water trickled down her cheeks and off the tip of her nose.
“It was more amazing than I’d imagined. The only thing that would have made it better would have been having Delilah here, but in a way, I’m glad I’m doing this on my own.”
“Why is that?”
“If she were there, she would have worried over me. She would have acted like she wasn’t, but I know my sister.” Her nails trailed absently up and down my sides. “Next time I go to a festival, I’ll bring her with me. I’ll get to show her everything, as it should be since this is my thing, not hers. When we share it, it will be me giving it to her.”
I nodded as she spoke, understanding her. “You’re already counting on a next time and we still have one more day?”
“I am. Won’t you come with me again?”
“Hell yes, angel. You don’t have to ask. Anywhere you are, I am—especially when I get to dance with you all day then take you back to our hotel and shower with you. I will always agree to that.”
She nuzzled her face against my wet chest. “Love you, Ivan.”
I held her a little tighter, pushing my nose into her hair. “Love you too, Evelyn.”
Once we were clean and dry, I carried my naked girlfriend to our bed, setting her on the edge and dropping to my knees in front of her. She parted her thighs for me, welcoming my face between them.
Her hips rode the rhythm I’d set with my tongue, rising and falling as I laved her clit. In a thousand years, I would not tire of tasting her. Especially not when she dragged her fingers through my hair and made the sexiest little keening noises as I brought her closer to her climax.
“Oh, please, Ivan. Please make me come,” she pleaded. “I need it right now.”
I needed to be inside her just as bad, so I did as she asked. Sucking her clit between my lips, I pulsed and licked her until she was moaning and shaking, her legs slamming closed around my ears.
When she’d had enough, she drew me onto the bed with her and straddled my thighs. Leaning forward, she braced her hands on my chest.
“I’m happy this memory is being made with you, you know,” she said.
I dragged my hands up her front to cup her breasts. “First festival with my first love.”
“Yes.” She dipped down to kiss the place above my heart. “First festival with my first love.”
We worked together to roll a condom on my cock, then Evelyn sat on me, slowly lowering herself until her ass met my thighs. I held on to her hips, helping her rise and fall at the pace she wanted.
Since our first time together, we’d been open with each other. Evelyn was not shy, and it pleased me to no end that she was comfortable enough to tell me what she liked and didn’t. The list of things she didn’t like was short. Mine was almost nonexistent when it came to her.
Watching her ride me, though? It was so far above anything else it did not exist on a list.