“Come all over my face, Xari. Make that pretty pussy drip down my chin.” His talented fingers found my clit while his tongue slid in and out of my entrance, fucking me so thoroughly I bounced back on it like it was his dick.
I rained on his face and down the insides of my thighs. Slippery and warm honey dripped form me with ease while I called on the Lord. My heart pounded relentlessly against my chest forcing a steady rhythm of thumps through my veins. I felt it all over my body. I was buzzing.
Evander stood to look at me. He was so fucking sexy I almost came again. Seeing his handsome, chiseled face wet with my cum turned me into an inferno. I grabbed him, clasping my fingers around the back of his neck and pulling him to me. I needed to taste myself.
I sucked on his lips and tasted his tongue. “I love the taste of my pussy on your tongue, Evander.”
“Me too.” He nipped at my jawline then my chin, making his way to my throat. I tilted my head back, exposing myself for him like a female wolf submitting.
On the counter, Evander’s phone buzzed. Out of habit, I reached for it and checked to see if it was Frankie. Whenever she was with her mom, Evander and I always stopped what we were doing to make sure it wasn’t an emergency text. Even if we were in the middle of fucking. Nothing was more important than having to possibly recuse Frankie from Alexis.
“Frankie,” I said, breathlessly, handing him the phone.
“Shit.” He licked the remnants of my pussy from his lips then read the message. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He rubbed his face and started tucking his shirt in his pants frantically. My stomach dropped.
“What’s wrong?” I asked with wide eyes.
“Alexis is dropping Frankie off now because she has to go to a party downtown and Frankie doesn’t want to go.” No sooner than the words left his mouth did the door unlock.
Evander and I scrambled to make ourselves look presentable but too much had been scorched by our heat. I pulled my nightie down and slipped my arms through the straps. Luckily it wasn’t a see-through nightie.
“Dad, I’m home,” Frankie called out.
“Van?” Alexis's voice followed. Evander tossed me a look and sighed.
“You go, I’ll deal with this.”
“Let you deal with the walking, talking Instagram filter alone? I think not. We’re a team, right?” I squeezed his hand and he smiled at me.
“We are a team.” He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. “You ready?” He wiped at his face the best he could, but my lipstick still stained his honey brown skin.
Oh well, fuck it.
“Bring it,” I laughed.
“We’re in here,” Evander called out, still wiping at his lips.
“We? Of course, I forgot about the nann…” Alexis’s voice trailed off when she walked into the kitchen. Her eyes absorbed the situation quickly like a poison-tipped arrow to her neck.
Frankie came into the kitchen next and rolled her eyes at us.
“I thought you would stop after the wedding,” Frankie said. Anger warped her face into a harsh frown.
“Hello to you too, Frankie,” I said.
“Hey, sweetheart. I wasn’t expecting you home until Sunday.” Evander tried to make the best out of an awkward situation but there was little to do when we both were disheveled, and he had lipstick stains on his face.
“Wow, clearly you weren’t expecting anyone,” Alexis smirked and walked closer, narrowing her eyes more with each step.
“I wasn’t. Therefore, I was behaving like a grown man in my house.” His voice chilled a few degrees when he spoke to his ex-wife.
“A house where our daughter lives and could walk in at any moment, Van. You can’t keep this bitch caged?” She gestured to me and I felt myself losing to the rage brewing in my gut.
“Excuse me?” I laughed but it was humorless. It was ice.
“Mom,” Frankie hissed quietly. Even she thought her mother was crossing a line.
“Don’t you have a party to go to?” Evander asked.
“I’m not going anywhere until I know my daughter is safe. I feel like her wellbeing is threatened in this house.” She tipped her altered nose in the air and I pushed out a long breath before I railed into her.
“You’re so fucking pathetic, Alexis. I’m tired of being nice and biting my tongue because now you’re disrespecting me and for what? I did nothing to you. You have a problem with me and Evander being together, fine. You can have that problem all to yourself because it’s not going to change anything. It won’t change the fact that he divorced you. It won’t change the fact that this is no longer your house and it won’t change the fact that you missed out on a great guy. Those are things you have to deal with. Don’t bring your bitterness in here and please for the love of God don’t pass it down to Frankie.”
“Alexis, you can go. You have no reason to be here,” Evander said, barely restraining his anger.
“She does,” I interjected. Evander glanced at me and nodded his understanding.
“You know what, Xari, you’re right. She does need to be here. No time like the present to introduce you to my new girlfriend.” He draped his arm around my shoulder. “Alexis, this is Xari. Xari, this is my ex-wife, Alexis,” he said.
“Can’t say it’s a pleasure so I’ll say this…it’s unfortunate to meet you,” Alexis snapped.
“This is ridiculous,” Frankie huffed before storming out of the kitchen and up the steps. Tears made her voice wobble. The emotional sound sank my heart to my feet. I looked at Evander and he nodded. I went after Frankie and caught her just before
