“When you need to come, you ask me. Got it?”
“Mmm…that feels so good,” she hums as her eyes flutter closed and her body sinks deeper into the tub.
“Should we see how long it takes you to get there? Because we’re on a time limit, baby.”
“You know what I need, so do it,” she demands with a cocky smirk.
Everleigh loves dirty talk. She loves hearing what I’m going to do to her or what I want her to do to me. As soon as I start talking, her body responds.
“Your cunt is so tight, you squeeze my fingers so good,” I tell her, adding a second digit and thrusting deeper. “I love when my cock’s inside you and your juices spill all over me. I wanna feel you lose yourself on my fingers.”
I slide the vibrator to her clit and she releases a loud moan as I increase the speed.
“Now you’re just torturing me,” she whimpers, spreading her legs wider.
“Imagine if my mouth was on you. Sucking your tits and marking your skin.”
“I say let’s show up late for dinner,” she pleads.
I chuckle in amusement as her body shakes and begs for its release. “We can’t. Belinda’s worked all day to cook for us.”
“Fine, but just know your Christmas present is something you’ll want to use tonight. It was gonna be your wedding gift, but then I figured I’d wait.”
“Well, now I’m intrigued. What is it?” I ask, keeping my pace as her body trembles. It’s been four months since we got married, so it’s impressive she’s waited that long.
“Remember that sex shop we went to in Vegas? Well, when you went to the restroom, I found some special anal lube and was gonna surprise you.”
I nearly choke on my tongue.
The corner of her lips tilts up in a seductive smirk. “I want you to bend me over and spread my ass cheeks.”
“Jesus Christ.” I pull my fingers out of her, then slam them back inside. “You can’t just spring something like that on me when I can’t do anything about it.”
Everleigh giggles, arching her back as I drive deeper. “It’s my gift to you.”
My hand stalls, and she meets my gaze. “Baby, that should be pleasurable for us both.”
“I’m sure it will be once I get used to it, but you’re the only person I’ve ever let be there. I want to go to the next level.”
“You’re seriously killing me here…” I adjust my cock. It’s so goddamn hard it’s painful.
Just when I’m contemplating doing all the sexy things with her, the bathroom door bursts open. Sadie enters with Sassy trailing behind her.
“Hi, Uncle Archer! Hi, Aunt Everleigh!” she squeals.
I’ve never scrambled so hard to turn off a vibrator and get to my feet, hoping I don’t look suspicious. Immediately, I place my hands over my crotch to hide the very noticeable erection.
“Sadie, hi,” I say awkwardly.
Everleigh moves lower into the water, hiding her breasts and BUB 2.0.
“What are you doing, kiddo?” I ask.
“Mom dropped me off because she had to run an errand quickly. She told me to let you know I was here.” She flashes an innocent smile, and I want to curse my sister out right now.
“Oh, alright. Well, let’s give Everleigh some privacy to finish her bath. Wanna play with Sassy outside?” I suggest.
“Yeah! C’mon, Sas!” she calls out, and the dog goes chasing after her.
“I cannot believe a five-year-old just cock blocked me,” I murmur when we’re finally alone again.
Everleigh holds up the bullet with a naughty grin. “Sorry to hear that. I’m gonna finish, then get dressed.”
“No.” I quickly swipe it from her grip, and she squeals in protest. “You don’t come without me. If I’m suffering with blue balls, so are you.”
“That’s not fair! I was in here minding my own damn business when you interrupted, and now you’ve stolen my orgasm.” She crosses her arms over her chest and pouts. “Hand it over.”
“It’ll make an appearance later with the lube.” I back up to the door and wave it in the air as I leave. “But for now, he’s going into hiding.”
“Archer Boone! Get back here!” she screams. I laugh as I hide it in the freezer. If she wants it, she’ll have to deal with it freezing her clit off.
“What’s Aunt Everleigh yelling for?” Sadie asks when she returns with Sassy.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, she’s fine. Are you excited that Santa’s coming tonight?”
“Do you think he knows I’m here? I didn’t get a chance to send him a letter with our new address before we moved.” Her sad expression pulls at my heartstrings.
“Oh, honey, you don’t have to worry about that. He knows exactly where you are! You’re gonna wake up tomorrow and have a ton of presents under the tree,” I confirm.
“Yay!” She wraps her arms around me. “Thanks, Uncle Archer.”
“You’re welcome, Sadie.” She runs off, and Sassy follows her.