“Well, we’re not going to lose Evelyn in a crowd tonight. That dress is amazing. Where in the world did you get it?” Sarah asked, scooting over for her to sit down.
“You seriously have to ask? Where do I buy all my clothes?”
Sarah nodded and pushed over Evelyn’s drink. “I had the liberty of already ordering. Second round is on you. Drink up, woman. We’re going to get you loosened up in no time.”
Looking down into the drink, Evelyn felt her stomach flip. “No one besides the two of you has been by my drink, right?”
“Of course not. Why?” Sarah asked, confused.
“I think someone slipped something in my martini the last time we were out. I have pieces missing from the whole weekend it seems.”
“Shut up, you’re shitting me,” Julie said, leaning forward, her blue eyes round with fear.
“I’m dead serious. I only remember pieces of Brandon and me fucking. He thought I was just drunk but seriously, it’s really freaking me out.”
“That is so scary. Everyone watch each other’s drinks tonight,” Sarah said seriously.
They peered into their glasses, shrugged, and drank their martinis like they were shots. In one gulp, the glasses were empty.
Five martinis later, Evelyn felt absolutely wonderful. Every guy who walked by was a potential target. Now who did she want to place a bet on tonight? Julie seemed eager enough.
Evelyn knew her type—anyone good-looking and in a suit would drive her crazy. It could have been that she was a lawyer and just liked the business type of man, but Evelyn had seen pictures of her ex-husband and knew he wore suits religiously. She was betting that was Julie’s link.
The bar clientele was a mix of every type of person one could think of, even though it was considered “upscale.” There were only two suits present, and Evelyn was betting neither one of those guys would cut it. Oh well, there was still the rest of the night and tomorrow. It wasn’t but a few minutes after one. No hurry.
“Well, hello, beautiful ladies,” someone with a deep voice said from beside Evelyn.
She looked over, and her smile fell a little. “Hey, Paul. I take it you’re having fun tonight?” Evelyn asked, trying her best to keep smiling. Why did this guy make her a little uneasy? He was very good-looking. Was she overreacting?
“Better, now that I’ve found you. Want to go dance?” he asked, peering down at her with Brandon’s eyes.
Looking at her friends, she saw them throw her an encouraging smile. Well, shit. “Sure, why not,” she said, standing.
The dance floor was packed. Squeezing through, Evelyn quickly found the rhythm to the music. Paul molded to her back. The heat coming off him was warm enough for her to notice. It felt comforting, something she wanted to cuddle against. His hard body seemed even more inviting. Her heart ached for Stephen and Brandon, but she knew she had to push it away.
“I take it you’re feeling better?” Paul said softly into her ear.
“Yes, I think someone put something in my drink last weekend. Pieces of my memory are missing.”
Paul stiffened from behind her. “Is that so? Pieces are gone? How…odd. He paused, but quickly continued. So, how do you like Brandon as a neighbor? He doesn’t bother you too much, does he?”
“No, he’s not a bother at all. We watch movies with another friend a lot, but he never bothers me.”
“That’s good. So, how do you feel about that rain check? Do you think you’re up to it?” Paul breathed along her neck, bringing her body to life.
Evelyn closed her eyes while he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly against his hard cock. Pleasure tightened her lower stomach. Yes, she needed this, needed the distraction to get her mind off Stephen and Brandon. Both were beginning to worm their way into her vaulted life. But even as she thought it, something didn’t feel right about leaving with, not just Paul, but any man. Damn, she was confused.
“I rode with a friend,” Evelyn whispered low enough to where she was sure he hadn’t heard her.
“I brought my car. We’ll even get a place on the island. That way, it’ll be closer to where you live. How’s that?”
“Sounds good.” Heat poured from Evelyn’s body. The need to be touched heightened her senses. A whole two weeks and she hadn’t had sex once. Usually someone filled the gap until the weekend, but with Stephen and Brandon over all the time, she hadn’t even thought about it.
“Let’s go get your things, and we’ll head out.”
Evelyn nodded and led him off the dance floor. A smile formed on her face. Yes, this was the Evelyn she knew and was comfortable with, the one who had been reborn after her heart had been smashed to pieces. Now she felt better.
Chapter 16
“I’m out, ladies. Melissa, thank you so very much for the ride. Be careful on your way home, or wherever you end up tonight. Call me tomorrow.” Evelyn winked at them. She grabbed her clutch off the table, and Paul pulled her body against his.
“See you ladies later. You all have a wonderful night.” Paul led Evelyn out of the crowded bar.
The grip he had on her waist tightened as they approached a two-door Mercedes. “Do you like to go fast, Evelyn?” Paul asked her, pinning her against the passenger door of the car.
Evelyn moaned while he pushed against her and his thigh rubbed against her pussy. “Yes, I love going fast.”
“Good, we’ll get there in record time. I didn’t want to scare you more than I already do,” he said and nibbled on her ear.
“What makes you think I’m scared of you?”
“Oh, you’re not anymore, but you were. I promise I don’t bite too hard. You might even enjoy it.”
Evelyn’s brows furrowed. Biting…there was that damn pulling feeling. The door opened, and she got in the two-seater sports car. Paul did exactly the same thing she had done with Brandon. He peeled out and drifted around the turn so smoothly that Evelyn smiled.
“Impressive. Say, you’re not a cop, are you?”
Rich laughter filled the car while he weaved in and out of traffic. “No, sorry, not even close.”
“You drive like one of the best.”
“Decades of practice, my dear,” Paul said, smiling at her.
“Yeah, okay.” Evelyn laughed. “Decades, my ass.”
Within five minutes, Paul had gone twice the distance. At this rate, they’d be on the island in no time. The night was just getting better and better.
The door clicked, and Evelyn looked from the lock to Paul.
“Evelyn, lean on the door and move down my way.”
Understanding his meaning, she smiled and did as he said. The windows came down and the wind whipped around furiously. Evelyn’s hair floated around her like a black curtain while she looked into Paul’s golden eyes. There was no fear, just pure exhilaration.
“Touch me,” she told him.
Paul smiled and slid his hand along her inner thigh until he reached her red silk panties. After trailing his fingers along the thin lining, he slid them inside the material and ripped her panties off.
Evelyn didn’t so much as move. She wanted more. This was exactly what she needed. Paul’s fingers trailed along her folds, smoothing in her wetness. At the brush against her clit, Evelyn moaned, sinking lower to give him more access.
“Damn, you smell good.” Paul groaned, sliding the finger with her juices into his mouth. “Fuck, you taste good, too. I want you. Come here, we’re going to try something new.”
Paul undid his pants, and Evelyn knew exactly what he wanted to do because she had thought of it at the same time. She pulled a condom wrapper out of her clutch, opened it, and slid the condom down his cock.
They were on the pitch-black highway leading to the island. Not a car was in sight. Evelyn crawled into his lap, leaning to the side to give him view of the road. Inch by inch, she slid down his length.
Her moan was carried away by the wind still whipping around them. Gripping onto the outside of the door and the roof, Evelyn began to use it for leverage to move her up and down his thickness.
The car came to an abrupt stop on the shoulder of the road and Paul turned on the hazard lights and reclined his seat, all at the same time.
“God, you’re so fucking tight. Fuck me, Evelyn,” Paul said, easing down the straps of the dress.
Still using her handholds on the car for leverage, Evelyn rode his cock hard and fast, just the way she wanted it. His hands gripped her hips while he thrust into her, inhumanly fast. Evelyn screamed as her orgasm made her tighten around him. She fell forward against his chest as he continued to thrust.
“Evelyn, let me unlock your memories. Let me taste you,” Paul whispered against her neck.
“What,” Evelyn said, dazed from her orgasm.
“Brandon made you forget. Let me help you remember. I want to see what he’s hiding. I promise I’ll tell you everything. Let me unlock what he did. Say yes.”
At the thought that Brandon had done something, she wanted to say no. But what was Paul talking about? Well, there was only one way to find out.
“Yes,” she replied.
A sharp pain in her neck turned to ecstasy at once. They both moaned at the same time. Paul’s cock thickened, and she felt his orgasm explode inside the condom.
Memories came back faster than she could see them project across her vision. Glimpses of Stephen and Brandon, a bond, mark, and knowledge poured into her in a tidal wave. It felt as if someone had smashed a sledgehammer into her chest.
Evelyn couldn’t stop the screams that tore from her throat. Paul jerked back, staring at her wide-eyed.
“Oh shit. Evelyn, what did I do? I don’t even know. Fuck! He had a lock on something.” Paul breathed heavily.
Evelyn’s dress was pulled down, and she was suddenly sitting in the passenger seat, but she couldn’t quit screaming from the agonizing pain.
Death at that moment would have felt better than what she was feeling. The car was going so fast that everything felt like a blur. Evelyn hugged her knees to her chest and breathed the screams in and out with deep breaths. She remembered everything.
Stephen, he had done this to her. She had agreed for him to remove the bond, but this she couldn’t do. The bond hadn’t been removed, just covered and locked away.
The car came to a screeching halt in the resort parking lot. Brandon and Stephen were already running toward them.
Paul jumped out of the car. “I didn’t know what I was unlocking. Make her stop screaming,” he yelled toward them.
Stephen scooped Evelyn out of the car, and not even hesitating, he ripped the strap of the dress completely off and sank his teeth into her. Like water to a flame, the pain disappeared with a burst of pleasure. Evelyn stood, clutching his hard frame and sobbing uncontrollably as dizziness took over. The world was shifting, and she couldn’t do anything about it.
“I’m so sorry, Evey. I never meant to hurt you. God, what have I done? Please, forgive me. I love you. I’ve always loved you.”
Black dots danced around Evelyn’s eyes, and Stephen’s words were the last thing she heard before unconsciousness took her.
* * * *
“What the hell were you thinking,” Brandon snapped at Paul. He was two seconds away from ripping his head off. Just the fact that he had sunk his fangs into Evelyn was reason enough for him.
“Hey, you took her from me without any explanation. I wanted to know why and what happened. I had no idea you had shit locked in there for a reason. What the hell was that anyway?”