her was intimate, leaving her vulnerable and unsure. She let me in enough to see her try something new.
I recalled the way she closed her eyes when she played and at first, I thought it was so she could concentrate on the notes. I never once thought it was because she was nervous or because it was something truly personal for her.
Shit.
“You’re right,” I said, with a sigh. “I can’t argue with the truth. I guess you always seem so confident that I didn’t think about you as being anything other than self-assured.”
“Just because I’m confident and I know my abilities doesn’t mean I don’t get nervous. Beyonce gets nervous and she’s the queen of the world.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not true,” I chuckled.
“Pipe down, Senator. I know my monarchy. So, since I proved you wrong, do I get to read something you’ve written?” She bounced up on the balls of her toes and her tits jiggled beneath the cotton of her pajamas.
“I’ll send it to you,” I said, letting my shoulders fall. She clapped her hands together and squeaked before jumping into my arms. I grabbed her because I already anticipated there would be hopping. I was right.
Xari and I spent the rest of the evening in the formal dining room. She practiced playing the harp and I wrote while her heavenly music was the background music. Listening to her gave me the inspiration I needed to start on another story. I should have been editing my finished book but the characters in my head were too loud to ignore.
Both of us stayed up so damn late that by the time we got upstairs, it felt like we only had enough energy to go to bed. Xari stood in the doorway of my bedroom staring up at me with big, sleepy eyes.
“Goodnight, Evander.” She tugged on my shirt so that my lips were a breath away from hers. I smelled her sweet lip gloss and couldn’t help going in for a kiss. The deeper our kiss got, the harder it was to tell her goodnight and watch as she went to her room.
She didn’t want to go either. Her hand slid down to my dick because she knew it would be hard for her. She was right.
“I know I’m supposed to go to bed but…I wanna fuck you so bad,” she whined.
My hand slid down to her ass and I pulled her deeper into the room before reaching over her shoulder and pushing the door shut. She giggled then hopped up, wrapping her legs around me. I gripped her thighs for support and carried her to the bed. Her slender body popped up in the air when she hit the mattress and laughter spilled from her mouth like sunshine.
“Come here, Senator,” She beckoned with her finger curled in the air.
“Gladly, Miss Lucas.” I settled between her thighs and peppered her neck with kisses. “Your pussy is so wet,” I grumbled against her throat. “I can smell it in the air.”
“You make it sound like a flower,” she laughed.
“It’s starting to become my favorite flower. Now take those pajamas off and let me suck on that pretty pussy.”
“God, you drive me fucking crazy, Evander.”
“Good.” I kissed her lips then pulled back so I could watch her wiggle out of her one-piece pajamas. Once her body was on display, my mouth devoured her amber nipples taking each one in my mouth, licking, sucking, and biting until they were plump peaks against my tongue.
While my mouth worked on her breasts, my fingers pushed inside her tight wet cunt. A sugary moan spilled from her mouth to mine and I lapped it up like honey. She was perfect and I wanted to devour her in every way.
At first, I only wanted her body, but it was morphing into something else. I wanted to know her thoughts and opinions too. She was infuriating and fascinating all at the same time.
“Tell me what you want me to do, Xari. You have so much fucking mouth all the time. I want you to use it.” I curled my fingers inside of her and rubbed against her g-spot.
“Mmm,” she groaned, fucking my fingers. “I want you to eat my pussy, Evander.”
“Good girl. I need you to be my nasty slut.”
“Okay,” she panted. I kissed and licked my way to her pussy and then I gorged myself. Xari was my midnight snack. She was so slick and hot I could have stayed between her legs forever sucking her