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A moan escapes my lips.
The rhythm intensifies.
“Yes!” I grip the tiles for all I’m worth.
Encouraged by my outcry, Evan starts fucking my ass with his tongue in earnest, just as his finger mercilessly locates what must be my g-spot—because an intense burst of pleasure explodes inside me, making me come as I scream his name.
“You’re amazing,” Evan croons. “Now turn toward me and lean against the wall.”
I’m too overwhelmed to ask silly questions like “Why?” or “What are you going to do to me now?” Instead, I face him and watch, mesmerized, as he fists Vitamin D until he comes all over my belly.
And just like that, I’m ready to go again. It has something to do with the warmth of his seed on my skin, the expression on his face, and?—
Evan grabs the shower gel and washes my stomach clean, then my breasts, paying close attention to my nipples.
I’m not just ready to go—I crave another orgasm like a junky her next fix.
“Here.” Turning off the shower, Evan brings a finger to my mouth. “I’ll need some lube for the next thing I want to try.”
What thing? My mouth is a little dry as I suck the proffered finger, but my pussy is anything but.
Evan gets on his knees again and repeats his cunnilingual masterpiece, but with one crucial difference: the tip of the finger I just sucked enters my butt.
A moan is on my lips again, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. His finger feels very different from his tongue, but also nice, in a hot, dirty way. It’s harder and seemingly thicker—a hint of how Vitamin D would feel.
Speaking of Evan’s tongue, it’s clever enough to file an orgasm-related patent with the USPTO. It makes me feel so good I back my butt into Evan’s finger, taking it up to the second knuckle and loving every millimeter of it.
“Come.” Evan’s command propels my cresting orgasm over the edge, and I do as he says, clenching around Evan’s finger like a Chinese trap.
Sliding his finger out, Evan kisses my neck, then whispers into my ear, “How was that?”
“Incredible.” An understatement of the century. The truth is, if we had enough time to do what we’re doing today for a few months, I think I could work up to anal—but alas, we have a few measly days left, and I plan on having Vitamin D exclusively in my pussy as often as I can.
Evan’s smile is pure male satisfaction. “Want me to wash your hair?”
“Sure.” I’m hoping that getting pampered will reverse the weird post-climax malaise that has just come over me, and it does, to a degree. A much better savior for my mood is the sleepiness that turns my body into wet papier-mâché.
“Take me to bed,” I beg Evan when the suds are gone from my body. To punctuate my request, I yawn. Loudly.
Nodding, Evan gets me out of the shower, towels me off, and wraps himself around me on the bed—which is when I pass out.
When I wake up, Evan is not in the bed with me, and his side is cold.
Well, I’m not spiraling this time. Instead, I reach for the note on the nightstand.
Went to get breakfast. Will be back at 11.
Eleven? I check my phone. It’s ten. I know it’s silly, but I feel proud that I’ve managed to wake up while it’s still considered morning. And I’m way more refreshed than when I slept to almost noon yesterday. I guess imbibing less gives you more restful sleep, as do multiple orgasms.
At the thought of said orgasms, I blush and get up.
After I make myself presentable, I prance over to the kitchen in order to greet Evan as soon as he returns. And that’s where I witness an interesting scene: The cat meows pointedly at the sliding door. Harry waltzes over and paws at the locking mechanism, unlocking it. He then slides the door open with his nose just a small smidge, but it’s all Sally needs to squeeze her head through, which she does. As soon as she’s on the screened porch, Harry closes the door behind her, like nothing has happened.
“Is this how Sally gets into my rental?” I ask Harry sternly.
Harry wags his tail, eyes gleaming with seemingly genuine innocence.
“But that can’t be,” I say. “Unless you go with her to open the doors at my place?”
