Watching their sibling dynamic was interesting, to say the least. Navy was a typical older sister, being astute and mature while Xari was the problem child.
My flame.
“Senator Freeman, would you like a glass of whiskey?” A soft voice came from behind me. I spun around to see a woman holding a tray with a bottle of Jameson whiskey on it and four glasses. No artisanal ice but it was fine. The Jameson alone had me hooked.
“Sure, thank you.” I nodded with a polite smile.
“I’ll take one too,” Xari said. I shot her a look that she challenged with a narrow-eyed stare. She plucked a glass from the tray and curled her fingers around it while never breaking eye contact with me.
I took a long drink from my glass, then put it down on a nearby table. After Xari knocked back her first gulp, I gripped her bicep. “We need to talk now.”
“What did I do?” She squeaked as I hauled her out of the room.
“You’re not even twenty-one,” I growled under my breath once we were in the hallway.
“So? We’re at a house party, Senator Freeman. Calm the fuck down.”
“At the governor’s house, Xari.”
“I’m sure that motherfucker has coke and pills in some of these rooms.” She craned her neck, looking at the rooms off the hall. I followed behind her when she dipped into a room not meant for visitors.
The darkness swallowed her as she walked inside but I still saw the sway of those damn hips and that perfect ass. I’d probably follow Xari to the ends of the earth as long as she walked in front of me.
Bonita, Bonita, Bonita…
The shadowy blackness of the room and the whiskey flowing through me pushed me closer to Xari, reaching out to grab her hips with my fingertips. A silky laugh slipped from her lips as we both fell into the blackness of the room.
We stumbled into a corner and I dropped my head, finding her soft lips in the dark. She tugged on my tie, drawing me in even closer because she couldn’t get enough of me. We were on the same page when it came to the addiction holding us hostage.
“Not here in the governor’s mansion, Evander,” she giggled when my lips, tongue, and teeth found her neck. I’d been dying to sink my teeth into her neck. To mark her.
“Any time, any place…I don’t care who’s around,” I sang a line from Janet Jackson’s wildly famous song Any Time, Any Place. I knew Xari’s eyes lit up because I could feel her smile. My deep voice buzzed against her skin.
“I can feel your hand, moving up my thighs,” She sang back as I inched her dress up. She had a soft voice that could have easily paved her way as a singer. What couldn’t Xari do? “Skirt around my waist…” Her voice trembled as I turned her around so that her ass was against me. “Wall against my face.”
“Now I’m going to sing that song every time I fuck you,” I whispered as I pulled her wet panties to the side.
“It’s a nice song to get dick to. I’m not mad,” she grinned over her shoulder as I freed my cock and let it slap against her warm ass.
“It is. Now keep your sexy mouth shut while I give you what you want.”
“You know me so well, Evander.” She moaned right before I pushed inside her waiting, hot pussy. My eyes fell shut as I thrust in and out. I drank in Xari’s quiet panting noises and dug deeper knowing it would make her moan louder.
“Fuck,” I hissed in her ear. “Your pussy is so goddamn good.”
“It’s yours,” she said without a fight.
“Listen to my good girl. That’s right, baby. Give me this pussy.” I dug my fingertips into her hips not caring how hard they sank in. I needed to pound her until no more words came from her mouth. Only noises.
“Evander,” she whined pushing her ass back and meeting my strokes. In the distance, I heard other guests arriving but I couldn’t make myself care enough to stop. Nothing else mattered but me and Xari in that moment. She burned everything else away. “I’m going to come all over your big dick,” she whispered.
“I can feel it. So fucking tight and wet.” I grabbed her neck and squeezed until her breathing changed to gasps.
“Oh, oh fuck!” She squeaked quietly. I choked her harder and her orgasm turned into a long, high-pitched noise. I clamped my