Xari was no slouch though, she threw her ass back at me, matching my moves until her legs started shaking and her rhythm disappeared into staccato trembles. I watched her side profile intently. Her features contorted beautifully.
Pleasure. Pain. Defeat.
They all swirled together, painting her sandy brown face with hues of beauty. I yanked the panties out of her mouth because I needed to hear the three syllables she muttered over and over.
“Evander…” she moaned and shook. Her top teeth sank into her bottom lip and she melted.
She was watercolor blue. She was fire truck red. She was sunset golden.
I felt my own orgasm ready to pop. I mustered the small amount of control I had and pulled out using Xari’s pussy juice to lube my dick while I stroked it from base to tip.
“Knees. Now.” I pointed to the floor and she dropped obediently. Maybe she did know how to follow directions. “Let me see that pretty pink tongue, Xari.” She stuck it out and I groaned at the dense feeling pulsing through my body. It took over my limbs and joints, damn near making my knees buckle. “Swallow like a good girl.” With my free hand, I pulled her closer to my cock with my hand wrapped around her neck. She stared at my dick like it was a trophy. Like someone had unveiled the Hope diamond.
That look was a hit of heroin to my veins.
Shit.
She wet her plump lips, ready for my load.
“Tell me where you want it, Xari.”
“In my mouth. I want to taste your cum, Evander.”
“You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you saying that.” I held her head still and unloaded into her wet, waiting mouth. It rushed out with so much force, I saw stars for a moment. When Xari wrapped her lips around the head of my cock to finish milking me dry, I saw the Northern Lights on the backs of my eyelids.
“Goddamn, Xari,” I panted, sweat coating my brow. I opened my eyes and she peered up at me, blinking wet eyes. Her cheeks held fresh tear streaks and the tip of her nose was red.
“You okay?” I asked, pulling my underwear and pants up. She nodded, trying to compose herself. “You sure? You look shook.” I wiped a drop of cum from her chin and rubbed it along her swollen lips. “Look at that pretty fucking girl.”
“Dammit, you taste good.” She licked her bottom lip letting fire smolder in her brown eyes. I held my fingers to my nose and inhaled.
“So do you.” I stroked the top of her head and sighed. “Stand up, Xari.” I took in her appearance. Her skirt was shoved up on her hips and her shirt was twisted around her body. I narrowed my gaze on her smeared red lips and spiky wet lashes. God, she was a work of art.
“I want you naked in my bed by the time I get up there.”
“And I’m supposed to listen to you now?” There she was. The bossy brat I’d come to know. I walked over to the couch and gathered my laptop and glass of whiskey.
“Yeah. You are.”
“And why is that, Evander? Because you fucked me? So you own me?” Her fiery words made me chuckle. It pissed her off even more. Scarlet settled on the tops of her cheeks and I wondered how mad I could make her before her dimples deepened.
“No. I could never own you.” I let the silence roll between us before continuing. “But I’ve been inside of you. I whet your appetite with my dick, and you want more. You won’t get more if you don’t listen. I have high expectations in the bedroom, Xari. I’m not Senator Freeman when I’m fucking your tight pussy.” My voice dropped lower and I watched her throat flex. My eyes fell to the panties hanging from the tips of her fingers.
“What if the dick was trash? What if I hated it?” Defiance twinkled in her eyes.
“It wasn’t trash. I’m incapable of trash dick. This dick is immaculate. This dick is a fine-tuned piece of machinery. I only gave you a preview because I had to feel your perfect cunt wrapped around my dick. I haven’t even put you where you belong yet.”
“Where I belong? And where is that?” She lifted her perfectly arched brow at me, trying to hide the fact that she was turned on again. I knew how she smelled now though. There was no mistaking her pussy in the air. It smelled like tulips growing from the earth.
“You belong on the tip of my tongue. Now, go upstairs and wait in my bed, Miss Lucas.” She hated to concede but she knew I was right. I intrigued her. I made her want more and she damn sure did the same thing to me.
I watched her switch those hips up the steps and shook my head. What the fuck had I gotten myself into?
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THIRTEEN
Okay, ten minutes seemed like a long time to grab shit and come upstairs. I looked at the clock and cursed myself for leaving my phone downstairs beside Sunshine.
Why the fuck was I so hell-bent on listening to Evander anyway?
Because he fucked the shit out of you surrounded by candle flames in front of your harp, Xari.
Classifying Evander as darling dick was the grossest miscalculation I’d ever made in my twenty years of life. Up until fifteen minutes ago, I had a streak for being able to pick out lukewarm dick. It was like a radar.
After the complete switch and change Evander did, I was questioning my streak. That man was nowhere close to darling dick.
He had Satan
