The Girl Before Eve
anything, she wanted to feel the same. Maybe in time. But why the hell did this keep happening to her? Why couldn’t she give her heart? It was so unfair.
    Once again, he noticed the change in her emotions. “Hey, shhh, don’t cry, babe. You can’t help wanting to take things slow and I accept that. Come on, let’s have a nap, eh? I probably shouldn’t have dropped that on you when you’re suffering from jet lag, eh?”
    She smiled. He was probably right for the most part. Jet lag always made her emotional. That and leaving Adam. But she really wasn’t good company when she was tired. After slipping out of her clothes, she climbed into bed. Chris followed suit and climbed in behind her. He snuggled up to her, and with his arm around her waist, he pulled her back into his front. It didn’t take long before she drifted off.
    Sometime later—she had no clue how long—she was awoken by the most amazing feelings of pleasure radiating from her core and stretching all the way to her fingertips. She let out a long croaky, sleep-filled groan as she felt pressure building deep within her. She gripped the sheets as Chris continued with his amazing ministrations from somewhere under the bedclothes. She exploded in an intense orgasm, which sent her soaring above the rooftops and up into space. He knew how to play her body like an instrument. He climbed back up toward her face as she gasped, eyes closed. She opened them and looked up into vivid green eyes smiling down at her.
    He kissed her nose. “Thought that might be a nice way to wake you up.”
    She stretched, allowing every muscle in her body to lengthen. It felt good. She felt good. His arousal pressed into her stomach, and with a grin she wiggled her body, causing Chris to close his eyes and emit a low growl. Opening and keeping his eyes locked on hers, he reached down and fumbled around in the nightstand drawer. Once he was sheathed in latex, he slid himself into her and began to move.
    ♥♥♥
    Chris really was amazing. He seemed to understand Lily’s need to take things slow better than she could have expected or hoped. She pondered explaining to him why she was so filled with trepidation about their relationship but worried that perhaps her admission would do more harm than good. Perhaps he would run a mile. That wouldn’t be good. The fact that she was worried about losing Chris made her smile. Perhaps she was beginning to have feelings for him?
    Several days after returning to New Zealand she logged onto her email and was reminded about why she could never love Chris.
    Dear Lil
    Eve and I just wanted to check that you arrived okay. Having seen no news about plane crashes we presume that all is well and that you are too busy bonking Chris’s brains out to contact us. Okay, Eve says I have to tell you that she had no part in the construction of this email. But you know different, eh? (I’m winking at the screen…with my eyes I hasten to add!) Okay…now I am in deep shit and Eve is demanding I get off the computer so she can spank me. Oh sorry, not spank me…kick my arse…and apparently there is a difference! Whoops! Better go.
    Write soon, Cheesy.
    Hugs
    Adders
    Lily smiled to herself as she read. Typical bloody Adam. She hit reply.
    Hi Pee Pants and lovely Eve
    I arrived safe and well if a little knackered. Chris has been pampering me for the past few days, and so my body clock is slowly returning to normal. Whatever normal is! We’re going out with some friends tonight, so I’d better be awake by then or I’ll be falling asleep in my beer. Lol! I know that Adders is saying ‘nothing new there then.’ Cheeky!
    Anyway, enjoy your lovely new home and I will see you at Christmas.
    Hugs
    Lily
    Xxx
     
    Chris came over as she clicked send. She had no clue how long he had been watching her. He had walked by as she started reading, but had he read her message over her shoulder? Well, it didn’t really matter if he had. He sat beside her on the sofa looking

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