Semua Bab SOAR WITH ME: Bab 131 - Bab 140

#Chapter 131 EvelynStupid crazy asshole: Are you free tomorrow?I'm in the middle of studying the profit sheet from last month when my phone chimes.Evelyn: DependsI fight back a grin as I put down my phone. Not a second later another text comes. Stupid crazy asshole: I want to take you out on a date. Butterflies fly in my stomach and it feels like magic is happening inside of me. When in reality this is how happiness feels like. Evelyn: Date? I think I might be free for that. Stupid crazy asshole: Good. I'll pick you up at eight. Wear something red. And you'll be staying the night with me. Evelyn: Control freak. Evelyn: Is that your code word for sex?Stupid crazy asshole: I want you to wear red for me. Stupid crazy asshole: DependsI bite my lip at his last text. Black suit. Green eyes. Enticing cologne. The thoughts of tomorrow fill my brain and almost every single one of them has us intertwined nakedly. Am I ready for that?

#Chapter 133 WarrenTurning her head towards me she lets out a laugh that evokes thousands of butterflies in my stomach, all flying up to my heart and filling the cage."I love it." After a beat she speaks up again. "You're smart." Her playful tone slips through the brimming tension between us."That's an understatement." Drawing her closer to me I dip my head and steal a quick kiss. "Because I'm a fucking genius.""Arrogance and IQ test results are two very different things."Snickering at her reply I take her to the first painting by a famous Portuguese artist. It's an abstract art that's a blend of color and lines that draw up nothing in my mind. Even though I'm an artist myself. Evelyn drags me to every single painting in the room and makes me stand and stare at it for five minutes. While she absorbs the art, I memorize her tell-tales. If she is in awe, her eyes stare deeply at the painting and that sight is to behold."Warren it's by Greta Wild. Oh my

#Chapter 135 WarrenTaking her by her arm I bend her over the armrest of the couch and gather her hair in a fist as I pull her head back."You talk too much. I'd love to see you speaking when you're coming around my dick.""Funny because I don't think you'll fit."I ease just the tip inside her, making her gasp in pleasure."It doesn't matter because you're going to take all of me."Evelyn holds her weight on her hands as she is on her fours. Her head keeps turning around to look at me as I slowly let her adjust to me."I don't think I can." Her raspy voice evokes a scream when I dive into her in one move."You can and you will darling." Thrusting into her slowly I relish in the heat and wetness of her. When I was in college, I tried harder to forget Evelyn. I kissed a few girls and had sex with some, but Evelyn always crept into those moments. She was all I could imagine when I was deep inside a girl, or my lips were locked to theirs. Considering I always k

#Chapter 137 EvelynThe noise of the shower wakes me up. Blinking my eyes I adjust to the sunshine pouring in through the giant windows. A spectacular view of the blue sky and the array of buildings mapping the land awaits me.Holding the gray comforter to my chest I assess the room in daylight. Everything from the ceiling to the floor screams money. Abstract paintings, an exquisite chandelier, and rich leather furniture adorn the room. The bed is king-size with a mattress that feels so comfortable sleeping on. I've been on a fair share of beds but nothing feels like it. Even the pillows are soft with a cover that makes me want to nuzzle in it. Footsteps reverberate in the distance just as the sound of the shower dissolves. Warren steps out with a black towel wrapped around his waist. Sunlight reflects off the film of water droplets lingering on his skin, making me squeeze my legs hard. I'm sore from last night but I want him again. "You're awake." Maybe i

#Chapter 139 EvelynThe girls come in later in the afternoon and I'm thrilled to have them over. Leah who's ten is a blonde with thick long curls that frame her chubby face. With a red pair of glasses set on her nose, she's a quiet nerd as she flips through the pages of her storybook.Lina is seven-that was the first thing she told me-and is a frantic wild kid. From hopping whenever she walks to not sitting still she's the epitome of the child most people find annoying. However she's anything but that. With strawberry hair tied in a ponytail, a colorful necklace around her neck, and wrists filled with a bunch of bracelets, she's a rambler and I love listening to her stories.Lastly comes Luna, a five-year old who's shy and reserved as she sits on the edge of the couch and watches her sister feed me stories. Like Leah she's a blonde but her hair is more silky and straight as it falls on her back. Just like her two sisters she's wearing jeans and a thick sweater that's blue