“No.We didn’t.”NowI meet his gaze,and whatever he sees in my eyes assures him.As he sips at the rest of his coffee,I add silently,At least,not here.
After dinner when the reports were finished,Evan followed me home.We spent an exhaustive night in each other’s arms—that long dick of his filled me up perfectly,and that little kink in it that makes it bear right?Thathit the magic spot.I felt like a teenager all over again,shooting off multiple times as Evan fucked me.
When my alarm sounded this morning,Evan lingered in my bed as I showered and dressed.Running late was hisidea,so it wouldn’t look like we’d been together.Ten minutes after I arrived at the office,the phone rang and I knewit was him.I let Amber answer it so she’d buy his story.When Kirk asks,she says,“He stayed out late at some party.He asked Jeff to go but,you know,hesaid no.”