Evie Hawthorne

| 28 | Escort at Arcadia Resort ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ "I want to feel you inside me as you whisper in my ear: You are my good little girl."

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gavin-wolfe:

“There are so many figures of speech,” Gavin ruminated with a growl of arousal, shifting his crotch against her wiggling ass, taking hold of her hip as indicated and using it to lever her back against him, sliding the evidence of his erection between the valley she offered up.  There would be no argument from him, not when the devil-made blonde smiled like that, looked like this, and pulled him needfully towards her bedroom. “I have a feeling we’re both more interested in actions than mere words, aren’t we?  As far as the whiskey is concerned, I’m going to need you with your mouth open, on your knees, lapping it off my dick as well, Evie.  How’s that for a cocktail?”

“Well, with your dick in my mouth I don’t believe I’ll be sayin’ much of anythin’. Other than when you’re fuckin’ me and all I can do is scream harder baby, faster Gavin, I fuckin’ love your cock in my cunt!” she teased, her voice raising an octave as she fake moaned the words. Such vulgar words coming from her pretty little mouth; she’d ask for forgiveness at a later time when her panties weren’t so wet. She kicked the door to her bedroom shut once they were inside and dropped Gavin’s hand. She glided over to her dresser where a newly opened bottle of Jack Daniels sat. She twisted off the cap and twirled to face Gavin, taking a long, sloppy swig from the bottle as she walked back over to him, “Now gimme a kiss, darlin’” she perched up on her tip toes, the whiskey dripping down her chin.

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edenferris:

“ better safe than sorry “ eden said mirroring her laugh, they were outside in the bright sunlight but it made no difference to the blonde. she took off her shirt exposing her breasts before she turned the only thing that remained was her thong. “ how ‘re you enjoying the show? “

“I’m likin’ it just fine, darlin’,” Evie said with a grin, no shame in ogling the other woman’s nearly perfect body. “Spin around for me and do a little dance. I wanna see how you move.”

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gavin-wolfe:

Gavin allowed his hand to be made captive and his large frame to be tugged comically along after Evie, no protest given at the prospect of wrecking her cabin … and whiskey to boot. “Suit my fancy?”  He rolled his thumb over her palm as they went, his other hand reaching to flip up her skirt ahead of him in mid-stride towards the nearby structure. “Sweet stuff, you just described my favorite things.  Fucking and drinking.  And drinking while fucking.  That whiskey’s going to taste even better on your lips.”

“Yeah, suits your fancy... floats your boat...” she giggled and looked back at him over her shoulder as he toyed with her skirt, “...tickles your dick. A figure of speech, y’know?” As they came up to her cabin door, Evie pulled Gavin right up behind her so her back was pressed to his front, not missing a beat as she wiggled her ass against his crotch. She guided his hand to her hip before retrieving the key, “My lips?” she grinned, “Maybe so, but I’d rather have you lickin’ it off my tits.” Evie opened the front door and once again reached for Gavin’s hand, guiding him inside and right past the kitchen, “C’mon darlin. Everythin’ we need an’ more is in my room. Let’s get this show on the road.”

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eloisexmorrison:

Eloise laughed lightly at the turn of phrase that fell from Evie’s pretty lips. She wasn’t sure she understood exactly what the other had said but it sounded kinda nice. “How about a good shower, a hot drink and a stiff fuck?” She questioned playfully as she leant over and lightly played with the others hair, not looking directly at her but looking from the corner of her eyes just enough.

“Sounds like a dream come true to me,” her smile grew as Eloise played with her hair. “Miss me, darlin’?” she leaned back and quickly pecked Eloise’s cheek. “You better not have had too much fun without me bein’ here or else I’m goin’ to be really, really sad,” she feigned a pout.

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dex-harris:

“Mmmm,” he groaned at the way her fingernails grazed his back. It felt so good and he had missed her touchy terribly. “A whiskey neat, coming up,” he promised, though lingered in her arms a few moments longer, not wanting to part from her just yet. “Maybe some things are better kept secret,” he said once he made his way to the kitchen to grab the bottle of whiskey from the freezer. “Or are you having second thoughts about telling them?” He asked with brows furrowed, pouring her whiskey into a lowball glass.

“By the grace of god, no!” she said with passion. Her head shook and her eyes wide, “Lord knows they’d keep me chained in the attic and try to perform an exorcism if they found out,” though she was making light of the situation, it broke her heart to think of the disappointment in their eyes. She reached for the glass Dex had poured and kicked back the entirety of it. “Another, please,” she coughed out, her nose crinkling in the cutest of ways.

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wesfckk:

“Well you must have it easy then, am I right?” Wesley inquired. He seemed interested in what the blonde had to say as he looked at her. 

“That I do, darlin’, that I do,” she said with a light laugh. “Anythin’ in particular I can help you out with?”

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edenferris:

“ can you get in trouble for indecent exposure here? “ eden asked no one in particular. “ I’m just asking because I was arrested for it once and I don’t want to go through the same thing. “

“Darlin’, this is Arcadia. People would praise you for streakin’ down the street,” she said with a laugh, “Beautiful body like yours, I know I’d love to see the show,” she said with a wink.

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taviisms:

┊| ‘ ʟᴜxᴇ ᴡᴀs, ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ, ʜɪs sᴀғᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. the loud music, the endless alcohol, the people that exuded sex appeal - they were what he needed if only to get daisy out of his mind and his father pushed even farther to the dark recesses that he refused to acknowledge. distraction. all he needed was a distraction. on his sixth, maybe seventh, drink of the night, the male was beginning to feel a buzz and that cause him to ask the closest person,      ‘      what’s the best way to forget shit that you don’t want to remember?      ’

The bass pumping from the speakers left a vibrating sensation in Evie’s chest as she sat at the bar. A few gentlemen had bought her drinks but eventually sauntered off with other women. Evie wasn’t offended by it; none of them particularly caught her eye. “Get drunk and fucked so hard your brain gets scrambled,” Evie said bluntly, innocently shrugging her shoulders at the man as her tongue toyed with the straw in her glass.

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gavin-wolfe:

“Find someone else?  The hell you will.”  Gavin wheeled Evie into an embrace that might have been friendly and fond if the subject matter they were discussing didn’t revolve around fucking with abandon. “I’m all for having my memory refreshed the way only you can, Evie … and I’m guessing you need the kind of fuck only I can provide too, don’t you?  What shower should we take over, and what kind of booze to drink while I’m giving you a fond ‘welcome back’?”

“That’s what I thought,” Evie said with a proud smile. She willfully fell into his embrace; if ever there were a perfect depiction of friends with benefits, it were these two. When she spent time with Gavin, it was all about making the other feel good. “You hit the nail on the head, darlin’,” she poked a finger to his chest, having to crane her neck to look up at him. “My cabin’s just around the corner and I know for a fact my roommate won’t be around for the next few hours,” she revealed, her hand slipping into his as she pulled him in that direction, “As for booze, I’ve got whiskey, whiskey and... more whiskey,” she’d stocked up as soon as she returned to the resort. “Hope that’ll suit your fancy.”

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hcidiisms:

┊| ‘ ʜᴇɪᴅɪ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴏʀsᴇ: not knowing what the other had meant and now having an answer to all of her questions.      ‘      oh. you… you just let your dog eat… animal… heads…      ’

“Darlin’, he’s a dog,” Evie laughed, saying it as if it was common knowledge, “He’ll chew on just about anythin’ you put in front of him that smells good... or bad. Caught him with a few of my dad’s old boots once or twice. Haven’t you ever had a dog as a pet growin’ up?”

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holybartnder:

A smirk claimed his lips. “What do you think? Do I look like I go around saying no to beautiful faces?” Damn, that was smooth, he thought. 

Evie laughed, not entirely impressed but she’d give credit nonetheless, “Darlin’, at a place like this, everybody has a beautiful face,” she grinned. There was no denying that. “That bein’ said,” she reached for his hand and tugged him towards, “How’s about you gimme what I want.”

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fxcks-like-a-king:

“Woooow, that was a lot…and I’m assuming it was English, but hey, I get it, being happy to be back in a place like this, makes sense.” he began, nodding at her for a moment. “Though, generally I’d say go with the nice fuck in the middle.”

Evie laughed, “It was English, yes,” she confirmed, “But with a whole lot of southern twang to it. You at least got the jist of it, so...” she shrugged a shoulder and smiled, “Right in the middle, hell yeah. Sounds like a plan to me.”

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wesfckk:

“Well I’m sure that can be arranged, sweetheart.” Wesley smirked.

“Considerin’ I’m an escort, it sure can!” Evie said with a smile.

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holybartnder:

“Uh, you said what now?” Jason flashed a grin at the female, “So, what are you waiting for?“ he asked in a teasing manner. "Life’s too short..”

“Figure a speech,” she said, not feeling like explaining the whole thing through, “Darlin’, I’m ready and rarin’ to go,” she grinned, “Are you offerin’?”

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stormsarenamedafterme:

“Bitch, please,” Gabriela’s voice raised an octave at the challenge, knowing the other woman was most likely teasing but that didn’t stop her. “First of all, ew. Second of all, come on. Tell me you know some self defense, at least.”

Evie rolled her eyes at Gabriela. She adored the brunette but damn if she wasn’t intense as well more times than not. “Uhhh...” she hesitated, essentially answering Gabi’s question with a helpless shrug, “Duck and cover?”

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dex-harris:

“No, but maybe I enjoy hearing the answer,” he grinned, then graced her forehead with a soft kiss, pausing from attacking her supple neck. His arms encapsulated her so she couldn’t leave him again. “I missed you too…very much. What kind of drink should I make for you?”

“A whiskey... neat,” she said, gently scratching at his back, “I hardly had a drop of liquor other than some wine a church when I was home. Momma would beat me silly if she knew what I was really up to,” she laughed, despite feeling horrible that she was still lying to her family after all this time.