Life with Evans

Round one

I woke properly the next morning, not feeling as bad as I should. I'd taken the drugs he'd left about an hour before, when I'd first roused. Evans was sprawled on the majority of the bed and I'd curled up on my side after a good drink of water. I felt him beside me and I rolled onto my side facing out. He moved over so he was spooning me, his arms holding me close, his hardon pressing into my ass.

"Good morning, Evans" I smiled as he kissed the back of my neck.

"Mornin' Miss Lark. How you feeling?"

"Not as bad as I thought I would. You know?"

"Uum no. Not really. I feel kinda crappy" he nuzzled into my neck. I shuffled forward trying to not rub agaist his dick. "Shit" he pulled his hips back "sorry about that" we both giggled.

"No need to appologise. I'm just trying to keep my hands to myself"

"Well, we're technically not drunk anymore" his hands pulled me close and drifted across my breasts.

"We aren't. You're right." I rolled over and he kissed down my neck and collar bone.

"However..." I continued and he groaned.

"Buzz kill!" He joked.

"I'm flying home tomorrow, we're off to other sides of the world for a big chunk of time"

"Yup. So no awkward bumping into eachother in the store or something after" he continued his kissing. His hands skimming my sides, reaching up under his T-shirt and finding my nipples.

His head ducked under the sheets and he pushed my top up and nibbled at my hardening nipples through the thin lace bralett . "Still want me to stop?" He asked as his fingers teased the outside of my underwear.

"Uuummm" my mouth was dry all of a sudden. My mind fuzzy and only focused on him. His hands, his lips.

"Alice? Want me to stop?" He asked again pausing his kisses this time - his fingers still.

"No. Keep going" I practically begged as I bucked into his hand. He moved to remove my underwear and slowly dragged them down my legs. He threw the sheets onto the floor and looked down at me with a delivlish grin. He trailed kissed down my legs, placing my legs over his shoulders as he went. I threw my head back into the pillows as his breath tingled my inner thighs. His hands kneaded and I moaned as his fingers began to explore my folds.

His tongue gently licked, opening me further, circling my clit as he reached it. My body sparked and I couldn't help but grab at his hair. His fingers delved inside of me as his tongue worked magic.
"Fuck, Chris that's so good." My hands gripping the sheets. His tongue increased in speed as he felt me tense. He sucked at my clit as his fingers pumped inside me and I came hard, my legs trying to close around him. He popped back up and kissed along my stomach rolling the T-shirt up as he went.

"That was so fucking good"

"I aim to please" he smiled. I pulled him up to a kiss. Tasting myself on him as his tongue wrestled with mine.

I tugged the shirt off and he reached around and undid my bra. I pushed his boxers with my feet and felt him hard as he rested agaist me. He quickly reached into his bedside table and grabbed a condom. Before I knew it, he'd rolled it on and was back at me.

"Hey," He said as he covered my body with his, arms either side of my head.

"Hey," I smiled back and wrapped my legs around him. He pulled back slightly and lined himself up with me as he gently pushed in. His dick was fucking massive, long, thick and bigger than I'd had in a long time. I took a deep breath as he slowly filled me completely.

"Fuck Alice, you're so fucking tight. My god, that's good!" He pulled back and entered again this time I let out a moan. "You good?" He checked as he stilled deep inside me again.

"I'm so good!" I grabbed at his ass and raised up to meet him, encouraging him to get going. He smiled a devilish grin and began thrusting much faster.

"Fuck you feel amazing, I'm not gonna last long" he huffed into my neck and reached a hand between us to flick across my clit. I clung onto his neck, my nails dragging across his back.

I felt myself chanting "fuck, fuck" under my breath as his thrusts became slightly more irrattic. His fingers worked quickly and I tensed and came again. My pussy clenching around his dick sent him over the edge, and he roared into my neck as he came. We lay panting slightly as we held onto eachother.

"Fuck, sorry that was over a little quicker than I'd planned." He raised up onto his elbows and kissed me.

"Don't appologise. You did just fine" I playfully slapped his ass.

"Ha! I can do better than fine, you'll have to stick around for round two" he winked and rolled off of me. I pulled the covers back up as he disposed of the condom and we snuggled up, my head on his chest and his fingers playing with my arm. "Seriously though, I gotta admit I've thought about fucking you and nowhere in my imagination did it feel that good!"

"Ha you really gonna admit dreaming about that?"

"Ha! Maybe I shouldn't have said that out loud. Quick change the subject! What you fancy doing today?" He hugged me close.

"Umm well I kind of need to pack and get ready to head home. Which is why I was trying to keep my hands off of you" I ran my hand over his pecks and down his abs. "And I appear to be failing quite dramatically at that"

"You do. So let's throw the packing out of the window, you can make Tom do it and then we can spend the day in bed!" As much as that sounded wonderful I wasn't sure I wanted this to be much more then a one night thing. We had to work together and we spent a lot of time together. There was just problems, we'd be teased mercilessly if it went well and it would be fucking horrid if anything went wrong. He must have seen the dilemma on my face.

"What time's your flight?" He asked pulling me closer.

"Not until 9 tonight. I'll sleep on the plane and hopefully fight the jet lag"

"So you've got a good chunk of time now, how about we stay in bed for a bit, you let me show off during round two, and I can send you on your way satisfied" he rolled me over and led on top of me. His chin resting on my chest as he played with my hand.

"I think I can make that work" I grinned as I played with his hair. It all seemed very familiar very quickly. I guess we'd spent the last few months doing the get to know you bit so we'd kinda skipped that.

"Perfect. First though, I need to eat!" He hopped off of the bed and found his boxers. He threw me my phone which had minimal battery and a slew of texts from Tom. "The charger's on my side, let Tom know you're alive I'll be back with food" he kissed me quickly and bounded out.

Tom - dirty stop out!

Tom - are you seriously fucking Evans?

Tom - I hope you have a hangover

Tom - are you coming home at all?

Tom - let me know your plans we need to leave at 5pm at the lastest. I hope you're enjoying yourself. Xx

I replied and let him know I was fine and that I'd be back in plenty of time. I plugged my phone in and stretched out on the bed. This was going to be good. I had to keep telling myself it would be ok, and I could just enjoy it!