Fiction

He couldn’t get her out of his head. His hand in her hair was beautiful, but she never saw it. With her head pressed to him or to the floor, she never saw the beauty in the arch of her back, the curve of her cheekbone as she winced in pain and pleasure. She never did see the rise of her hips as they rested upon tucked under legs and body. Pictures didn’t capture what she was in that moment or the levels that she vibrated on. Her green eyes didn’t look at him, but through him encapsulating every desire, he could ever have, but she didn’t know that.
She didn’t know the effect her honesty had on people. She believed that everyone should just be who they are, all out there in front. If there was no shame in who we were, there would be a lot more understanding of each other. She was just herself, raw and unrefined. She was herself, unedited, without damper or facade.
He wanted to mold her to be more of herself, better, yet still exactly who she was. He wanted to push her past things that made her afraid and pause to think. He wanted to push her to the point of digging out her animal nature and then set her free. He wanted to see what she could do.
He guessed it wasn’t a nice thing to do, treat a beautiful girl as a race car and test-drive her. He guessed that she would fall apart once he was done, but the drive was too alluring and he had to see if he could bend her. He had to see what it took to break her.

All of this was going through his head at dinner the first time they met and again afterward, when he got his thick fingers around her curls and kissed her. Evan knew that this was a first for passionate kisses like that and when he let the pressure subside, he knew he did it right because she nipped and sucked at his lips like a hungry kitten. He backed off from her and smiled, touching her face. This, of course, made her blush and look at her lap.
“Thank you,” Lucy said still staring at her hands in her lap.
Evan knew he could push her further. The hunch he had that she was moldable was right on and he smiled at her.
“No, thank you ‘lil Lucy.”