BOOTLEG LOVE

12

Evangeline stood, staring at the door. She didn’t know if Payton could retrieve the key without being caught, but he was clever and fast. So, she held her breath, her hands clasped hopefully. The room was so silent she could have heard a pin drop. Then she heard it, the sound of a key in the lock. The doorknob turned, and the door opened quickly as Payton came in. He quietly shut the door, and Evangeline was so happy to see him; she threw herself into his arms, nearly knocking him over. 

            His arms came up, and he hugged her back. “What are you doing here?” She asked quietly so no one outside could hear them.

            “When you didn’t come over, I thought I’d come and find you. Why are you locked in here?”

            “Mother locked me in here and nailed the window shut so I couldn’t sneak out. She found out about us and went crazy. She is so angry.”

            His hand came up and caressed the side of her face. His fingers were grazing the puffy bruise on her cheek. “Who hit you?”

            Evangeline hung her head and walked away from him. “It is nothing really; it doesn’t hurt that much.”

            “That is not what I asked.” He said, following her to the other side of the room. “Evangeline, don’t you lie to me. Who hit you?”

            She couldn’t look at him. “Mother, it was the heat of the argument. I was being difficult, and she lost her temper.”

            Payton grabbed Evangeline by the arms and forced her to turn and look at him. “She had no right to hit you.”

            “It was my fault.”

            “No, it is not. You are coming home with me.” He said, releasing her. “I won’t take no for an answer.” He said, opening her wardrobe. She watched as he went through her clothes, deciding what to take with them.

            “Payton, no.” She said, coming to his side and taking his hand. “I can’t run away from this. This is my home.”

            “What kind of home is it if you can’t live your life? She will never let us see each other. I will lose you all over again.” The look in his eyes was touching.

            Evangeline framed his face between her hands and kissed him. It was only meant to be a token of affection, but the moment their lips touched, a spark flared up between them, starting a fire in her belly. Payton’s hand came up and framed her face as she did his and kissed her back. It was a deep hungry kiss that took her breath away.

            He gave a throaty groan, and then his hands moved down her neck, over her shoulders and encircled her waist, pulling her against him. His mouth to hers, his tongue duelling with her own. His masculine scent flooded her senses. His kiss was intoxicating. Evangeline’s instincts took over, and her hands moved down over his chest and slipped inside his jacket. He was solid muscle beneath her hands, and he felt magnificent. She wanted so much more.

Payton backed Evangeline up until she felt the edge of the bed at the back of her legs. Never breaking their heated kiss, Payton eased Evangeline back against the mattress and followed her down. His massive body sprawled out on top of her own; his weight braced above her.

            Evangeline sighed with delight when Payton’s mouth moved down over her neck, sending pleasurable sensations through her. Her senses were at attention, and every little caress from his lips made her shudder and tingle. Payton’s hand slid down over her hip and along her thigh. Catching her just behind the knee, he pulled her leg around his waist. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing.

            Payton’s lips found Evangeline’s once more as his hand pushed the skirt of her dress up around her hips. His hand slipped between her legs, and his fingers stroked her through her undergarments. It was a shocking, sinful caress that made Evangeline moan softly as she grew shameless wet. Her body reacted to Payton’s skilled touch in ways she had never before experienced. She felt a compelling need to touch him, to feel his hard body beneath her hands.

            Evangeline pulled at Payton’s jacket, pushing it off his shoulders and down his arms to undress him. Payton pulled away and sat up on his knees between her legs. He tossed his jacket to the floor and began to untie his tie. Evangeline sat up, her fingers working the buttons of his pressed shirt free. She pushed his shirt open and ran her hands over his bare chest. God, he was breathtaking.

            Payton shrugged off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. He then lifted Evangeline’s flapper dress up and off over her head and tossed it across the room, making Evangeline laugh when she saw that playful look in his dark eyes. He had a way of making her feel at ease in her state of undress. When Evangeline was alone with Payton, she always felt confident. He had a way about him that made a woman feel relaxed.

            Evangeline’s gaze held his as she reached for her bra and released the hooks that held it tight—freeing herself from its restricting confines. As she removed her bra, Payton smiled and made a throaty sound of approval. It was almost as if he liked her curvy figure.

            Payton wasted no time unclasping the straps of her garter belt and pulling her stockings down her long legs and off. He removed the garter belt and then pulled her knickers down and off, leaving her as bare as the day she was born. Evangeline had never been nude in front of anyone before, she should have felt self-conscious, but the look in his dark eyes was so pleased she couldn’t fight the smile curving her lips.

            Suddenly Payton stepped off the bed and kicked off his shoes. His hands worked his belt free and pulled down the zipper of his trousers. He then pushed his trousers down his powerful legs and stepped out of them. His white cotton shorts quickly followed. Payton now stood naked in front of her, his arousal long and hard jetting up from a patch of dark curled between his legs.

            She had never seen a man like this, and Evangeline found herself speechless as she gawked at his magnificence. Finally, he knelt down on the bed and stretched out over Evangeline, kissing her lips as he settled between her legs. Evangeline had never been with a man, not like this. She had an idea of what was supposed to happen, but she had to admit the idea of Payton crawling inside her was intimidating.

            She felt his arousal pressing against the mouth of her womanhood, and slowly inch by inch, he entered her. He felt alien and hard, forcing himself inside her forcing her tender tissue to yield to his invasion. His mouth ate at hers while his hand cupped her breast. His fingers were toying with her n****e as it grew stiff beneath his touch.

            Evangeline felt like she should be doing something, but she had no idea as to what. So, she just gave herself over to Payton, who seemed to know exactly what he was doing. When he reached the fleshy barrier of her innocence, he forced himself deeper and tore away her virginity. A sharp tearing feeling shocked Evangeline, and she whimpered in pain, but it quickly passed when Payton began to move within her. The pleasure he invoked quickly erased the momentary pain.

            Soon she was moaning and wriggling beneath Payton. She wanted more of the pleasure he brought her. Payton’s mouth moved down her neck and over her breast, suckling at the bud of her tit. The pleasure mounted, and soon Evangeline was lost to the moment bucking beneath Payton, lifting her bottom off the mattress to better take him in.

Pleasure washed over Evangeline, and her eyes fluttered shut as she basked in the euphoria. Her climax consumed her, and Evangeline shuddered and trembled. It was positively delightful but not as pleasing as when she heard Payton moan. His eyes closed as his body trembled above her. His own climax was rocking his body.

“That was amazing.” She purred.

“I’m not done with you.” He moaned as he kissed his way down her body, his hands on her knees. He forced her legs wide, exposing her to his lusty gaze. His mouth found her s*x, and he licked and sucked at her sensitive tissue. It was like no feeling she had ever experienced, and when he pushed his fingers inside of her and sucked hard on the swollen bud of her s*x, Evangeline exploded.

Evangeline moaned his name, and Payton grabbed her hips and rolled onto his back, dragging Evangeline on top of him. She straddled his hips, and Payton eased her down on his erection, coaxing her to sink all the way down and take him all it. The feel of taking him so deep almost made Evangeline climax again. He forcefully lifted her up and down, guiding her, teaching her until Evangeline took over and began to ride him. The sensation was so intense she didn’t want to stop. She rode him hard and fast. “Oh yeah. Just like that. f**k me.” He moaned as he reached down, and his fingers toyed with her sensitive bud.

Payton’s hands moved to her waist, holding her in place as he lifted his hips off the bed and forced himself up into her as she came down on him over and over. The sensation was so intense Evangeline was sure she would faint, but she didn’t want it to stop. “Oh God, Payton.” She moaned as an earth-moving orgasm washed over her. She could feel every muscle tighten around him, and then Payton let out a guttural moan as he came.

            Evangeline rolled over and collapsed on the bed next to him. It was quiet as they both tried to catch their breath. Evangeline’s pulse was still racing. Finally, she sighed contently and rolled onto her side, slipping into Payton’s strong embrace. His arms around her, Payton held her close, her head resting on his shoulder. Peace washed over them as their breathing slowed and returned to normal.

            Evangeline felt Payton’s embrace tighten as he hugged her close and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Come home with me.” She heard him say.

            Evangeline looked up at him. She saw the seriousness in his eyes. Her stomach began to knot. She couldn’t go home with Payton. She knew what he wanted, but she just couldn’t give it to him. Evangeline pulled away and got up. She quickly found her camisole and put it on. Her distant reaction effectively removed the smile from Payton’s face. He climbed out of bed and picked up his shorts, pulling them on quickly.

            “You are not going to come with me, are you?” He said, reaching for his pants.

            “Payton, you must understand-” She tried to reason with him. She couldn’t leave. She loved him dearly, but she couldn’t just throw her life away. She couldn’t be as blind and carefree as they were when they were children. More was expected of them both now. They were from different worlds. She had more to consider than just their happiness. She had a responsibility to her family to live a proper life and make a good match.

As much as she adored Payton, he was not a good match for a woman of her stature. Payton was fun, but when it came down to the nitty-gritty, he wasn’t husband material, and she couldn’t be whoring around town with him either; she had a reputation to uphold. It was one thing to be his friend; there was little harm in that, but to be his lover, that was a whole other bag. Shacking up with Payton was a bad idea.

“Don’t bother,” Payton said, buckling his belt and pulling on his shirt. “I don’t want to hear your excuses.” He said, his tone harsh. “You have changed, Evangeline.” He accused, buttoning up his shirt. “You used to be proud to be my friend, and now-”

“I’m still proud to be your friend.” She argued.

“No, you are not. I’m not your friend anymore. I’m your dirty little secret.” He snarled. “You don’t want to admit to people that you know me. You don’t want me to talk to your friends. You are letting your mother dictated the boundaries of our relationship, which, if she had it her way, there would be no relationship.” He said, wrapping his tie around his neck but not tying it. He pulled on his jacket and headed for the door. “You think you’re too good for me. Well, toots, you’re not. I’m a good man. I’m a success.”

“You are a criminal.” She reminded him.

            “It is a stupid law. It will never last, and when it is revoked, you just wait and watch. We will have our own brewery and be rich. You just watch and see.” He said, opening the bedroom door.

            Her heart jumped; he couldn’t just storm out the front door. Her parents would notice him. Her mother would call the cops and have Payton arrested for trespassing. “You can’t go out that way. Mother will see you.”

            Payton stopped and looked at the window. “Well, I can’t go out the window; it is nailed shut.”

            “You can’t be seen leaving.”

            He looked hurt. “No one will see me.” He promised and then left her room. Evangeline came to stand in the hall, watching Payton disappear down the stairs and out of sight. She knew she had done the right thing. So, why did it feel so lousy?

            Payton sat in his car, his hands on the wheel. He stared blankly off into space. He was too worked up to drive safely. All he could think about was the crippling rejection he had just suffered. No one had ever hurt him more than Evangeline just had.

Fuck her. He thought as he put his car in gear. She was a damn fool to let him go.