“Good girl. You know I love it when you wet my tongue up.” He lapped up every drop of me before moving to my asshole. He pressed his big hands against my cheeks and squeezed then he dipped his tongue inside, tasting me where nobody had gone before. Well…I had my ass eaten plenty of times but never like this. Never when I was anticipating something else going in there. I’d always stopped men from fucking me in the ass because I didn’t trust anyone to be gentle enough to make me like it.
I trusted Evander though.
He ate my ass like there was no dinner on the table. Like this would be the only thing he ate for days. He bit my cheeks while he rubbed the soreness away. His long fingers inched closer to my puckered hole and I tensed in anticipation of him entering.
“You have to relax, Xari.” I nodded, knowing he was right, but still holding on to involuntary apprehension. When I unclenched, Evander’s finger slipped in.
It was so big I wondered if I’d ever be able to handle anything bigger. “Such a good girl. Look at how that ass is opening for me.” He grabbed the lube and I gripped the sheets in my fists. I felt him easing another finger in and I moaned. I had no idea where the sound came from but god it felt good to let it out.
I couldn’t decide if I liked the first finger when it went inside, but my body clearly liked the second finger. Wetness dripped from me while he slipped in and out of my lubed asshole. With his other hand, he reached around and teased my clit.
“Oh god,” I said, feeling an orgasm readying at my core. When Evander was done fucking my ass with two fingers, he pulled them out and I pouted. I didn’t get a chance to pout for too long because he replaced his fingers with his tongue again.
I was in heaven.
I surrendered my body to him, and he made art of it. My moans were symphonies in the air and my body was his keyboard. He touched me like I was every word on every blank page he’d stared at.
I felt Evander’s tongue withdraw and he replaced it with something cold and hard. It jolted my senses and I tensed, halting the steel from entering any further.
Downstairs, the doorbell rang, and I gasped. “The sooner you relax, the sooner you can open the door for Mommy and Daddy,” he teased.
“Evander, I have to open the door!”
“Then relax this pretty ass and let me put the plug in.” How the fuck was I supposed to relax knowing my mother and father were on the other side of the door downstairs?
Evander’s fingers inched inside my ass again and I groaned at the tingling, prickling pleasure flooding my senses. “Ah, there she is. My nasty little slut. Open up.” He tapped my ass and I found safety and comfort in him again. My muscles relaxed and he slid the slippery plug inside of me little by little.
“All done,” he said, patting my ass.
“Really?” I asked adjusting to the feeling of something foreign inside of me while I stood up. My entire body pulsed with my heartbeat. I straightened my dress and clenched my muscles around the butt plug.
“You look perfect.” He licked his lips and stood. “And the best part is while I’m eating dinner, I can still taste you on my tongue.” He leaned down and slipped his tongue in my mouth, licking and sucking. “Now go answer the door.”
He knew he was fine as hell. He knew I wanted to fuck him where he stood too. Yet he sent me to open the door. I guess I couldn’t leave them standing on the porch forever.
I rushed down the steps constantly reminded of the weight sitting inside of me. When I opened the door, Mom, Dad and Navy stood on the other side. I welcomed them with hugs and kisses on the cheek then I took the dish Mom had into the kitchen.
“This house is beautiful,” she said, looking around getting ideas for her and Dad’s house, no doubt.
“Are you sure your boss is okay with you using his house to host a dinner for us and your boyfriend, Xari?” Dad grumbled.
“I’m sure,” I laughed a little, shooting a look at my sister. She was pretty in a peach dress with a much more adventurous neckline than I was used to from her. I wondered if she was going to see Apollo after she left dinner.
“I didn’t say anything to them,” Navy said, reaching for the bottle of wine on the island.
“Say anything to us about what?” Mom quizzed, folding her arms. I took the top off the dish and made an indulgent noise when I saw the homemade banana pudding.
“Oh my god, Mom!” I leaned over and sniffed the pudding with my eyes closed.
“I know. You haven’t had it in so long, I thought since we were meeting the boyfriend I might as well break out the big guns.” My mother’s banana pudding was to die for. I never ate anyone else’s because it would be an insult to the homemade cookie custardy, goodness she baked in her oven.
“So it’s okay if I just hide this for myself, right?” I beamed with a smile.
“Girl, don’t even try it. Now, where is this boyfriend? Or do you have to wait for Senator Freeman to leave?”
“No need to wait for me to leave,” Evander’s voice rounded the corner and he was all smiles. Six-foot-three. Two hundred and thirty pounds of chiseled fucking sex.
I’m sure that’s not what my parents saw
