Someone's In The Kitchen With Lusca (Part Two)
Stop! Have you read part one yet?
“Good…” He leaned in with a kiss, gasping into his mouth when I felt an oily finger enter me. I kissed him harder as he stretched me, needing as much contact with him as I could. Once he was finished, he quickly poured more oil onto his hands, slicking himself up as I waited in anticipation.
“Ready?”
I nodded fervently as he lined himself up with me. “Evan, please… Need you…”
With that, he pushed into me in on smooth motion, the cooking oil working well for our purposes. I cried out, wrapping my arms about his neck and pressed my heels into his back to coax him inside even farther.
A gentle kiss. “Does this feel okay?”
“It’d feel better if you started moving, honey!” I kissed him back, feeling him pull back a little before slamming forward.
Sex with Evan made me feel like I was losing my mind to absolute pleasure. He knew exactly what spots I loved and always managed to get the angle just right. I’m so glad we bought a house together when he got out because we’d probably get kicked out an apartment with me shouting the way I do.
Shit, how am I already this close? I can’t finish so soon!
“You’re close, aren’t you? Don’t worry, so am I…” Evan mumbled against my skin.
Evan, to the rescue!
A long moan escaped his lips. “Ah, fuck… Do that again…”
It took a moment before realizing what I did in the first place: I involuntarily clenched around him. I replicated the moment and he stifled a groan by biting down onto my neck.
I couldn’t take much more. Quickly, I took myself into my hand and matched the rhythm Evan created, feeling myself almost reach the top. When I felt Evan’s hand over mine, rough on soft, I lost it.
“Evan, I - !“ I couldn’t even get out my warning before I came, seed spilling spectacularly over our hands. He let out one last groan as he crashed over the edge as well.
For a long time, we just rested our heads on each other’s shoulders, breathing in the scent that could only be described as us. I was the first to come back to reality, so I kissed his lips as he mumbled a few half-letters, still dazed by the force of his orgasm.
“I love you, Evan… I really do,” I whispered.
That’s when I sensed we weren’t alone.
My eyes shot up, looking past my recovering lover to find Guys and Shion standing in the doorway to the kitchen, their mouths imitating a fish’s when taken from water.
“Oh God… How long have you guys been standing there?” I asked.
Bloody terrific idea to give them a key so that they could come and go as they please…
The pair snapped out of their stupor. “Long enough,” Shion said, embarrassed.
Guys piped up. “God, Lusca, I had no idea you, of all people, were into that kind of stuff!“ Shion shot him a sharp look. “Sorry. You said to come over at around three, and it’s ten past, so we thought you guys would be ready.”
Evan finally came out of orgasmic bliss and slipped out of me before hurriedly getting some clothes for us to put on. He threw me a button-down shirt, pants, and some underwear while he rushed to get dressed.
“Uh, do you think I could use your bathroom?” Guys asked quietly.
“Yeah,” Evan replied, buttoning his pants. The pair ran out of the room as I started to work on getting my shirt closed. Evan walked over to me, all ready fully dressed, and began to button me up.
“Why do you think they rushed to the bathroom like that?” I asked.
He finished buttoning the last button. “Probably touching each other, because I doubt Shion would allow actual sex to occur in our bathroom. If I was watching us having sex, I’d need to blow off some steam afterwards, too.” He laughed before pulling me up against himself. “Have you seen your batter?”
I turned around to look at it. The bowl, including the mixture inside it, was streaked with come. I began to laugh as well.
Evan grinned devilishly. “So…are you still going to make those cookies?”
“Evan!” We laughed again.
Our first anniversary. The first of many leading up until forever.