Fireflies at Midnight

FOURTEEN 14

Midnight wasn't far off as they made their way into the driveway. Evelyn hadn't stopped thinking about Eric and Aaron. The sex she'd had with both, the frustration she was feeling now. She'd taken the vibrator out prior to leaving the bowling alley, but the sexual frustration had built up to the point that she was throbbing.

Eric hadn't said a word to Aaron or her the entire ride home. He'd insisted on turning the radio up so no one could talk. His anger had pushed him into stopping and grabbing a pack of cigarettes from the store. He never smoked.

Without a word, Eric unlocks the door and walks straight to the kitchen. He grabs a beer, downing an entire bottle within thirty seconds and reaches for a second. Even Aaron was raising his eyebrows at the man, confused as to what was going on.

"Well, dad, I guess we're going to lay down for the night." Aaron says, avoiding eye contact with the man.

Eric plops down in a recliner, scoffs before he can catch himself and then smiles. He's trying his best to be nice, truly, but it's not getting far. Evelyn makes eye contact with him one time, and can see all the words that want to come out. As of right now, they can't.

"You guys have a wonderful night." He says, looking at Evelyn and making a phone gesture.

She knew there would be either a voicemail or text message waiting for her before long. Right now, her focus would be on Aaron and letting go of anything else.

It's not ten seconds later after they shut the door that Aaron is pushing her onto the bed. Evelyn is ready, has been ready from the second Eric caused the problem. Aaron didn't make it any better but he was going to now.

His shirt is already off and so is hers. Aaron kisses and sucks on her neck, hand unclasping her bra and discarding it to the side. It'd been weeks since they'd done anything, maybe longer. Truthfully, she didn't care to remember.

A low gasp escapes her mouth as Aaron sucks a nipple between his teeth. He's naked, cock pressed against her soaked panties, the only form of fabric now keeping them apart.

Evelyn had forgotten the energy they formed with one another. The connection they had, accompanied by the intimacy, was a rarity for couples.

"So, what's gotten you so worked up?" Aaron asks, hand reaching between her thighs to pull her panties to the side.

"I miss you. And I'm horny." She smiles, bringing his head down to suck on his bottom lip.

He shoves two fingers inside of her, she's dripping wet and has made a mess on the sheets already. Aaron puts a hand over her mouth and pushes down.

"Calm down, you wouldn't want my dad to hear, would you?" He asks, biting on her earlobe and giving a quick tug.

Evelyn looks at him from the comment, brows furrowed. She was shocked to even hear his name mentioned during a time like this. Not that she minded, but perhaps she thought Aaron would.

They'd experienced a few things together during their intimate times. Roleplay, breathplay, restraints, you name it. They've watched porn together, worked themselves up with talks of threesomes, you name it. However, this was all just fantasy. Nothing the two, or Aaron at least, would be interested in.

"Or maybe," Aaron says, kissing down her body before he makes it between her legs. "You want him to hear?" He smiles, tongue making haste to her slit.

Evelyn's bucking, hand shoved into his hair and the other on the wall. The idea of Eric hearing, and Aaron speaking about it, was throwing her over a cliff uncontrollable emotions.

She's trying her best to focus solely on Aaron's tongue dipping between her folds, circling her clit and diving into her hole. It feels so good and it has her head spinning like a top. But in the back of her mind, there's now that sentence.