Mark Me

Big News: 12

            

          My mother pushed passed me including an 'excuse me', it was low, but it was there. Closing the door after both of them, my mom's voice rang through the house calling for my father.

           "Geez, mom, he's in his office. Just go meet him already," her arm finally unlinked from Tyler's and she ran towards my father's study. Yes! Alone time with my sexy mister! Reaching up to hug him, he bent down and embraced me quickly before pulling away. Looking at him through more than puzzled eyes he smiled,

           "Your father." With that, my father glided in smoothly. I faced Tyler with a 'how?' Expression but he brushed it off by tapping his ear. Wolf hearing, got it.

          "Tyler, I see Emma made quite an impression on you last night, a family dinner already," and he winked. Man, could my dad be more weird about this. You swear he paid Tyler to go out with me or something. Wait a second. Was my fucking dad paying Tyler to date me? No way... he said he liked me, didn't he? I mean he asked me to move in, what if it's dad's way of kicking me out! Some 'failure to launch' bullshit remake of my actual life. That was be just freaking splendid. My mind raced over the thoughts and before I knew it I had been dragged to the dinning room, missing half of the dinner, until I felt it.

            A large muscular hand under the table, sliding up my dress. Jolting out of my thoughts, forgetting my whole inner conflict as he traced the lining of my silk, -way too sexy for a family dinner-, underwear with his long fingers. Here. Now. Seriously. Adjusting in my seat trying to move from the fingers, my father spoke,

            "Em, you've been quite quiet, is something wrong dear?" He laced each word with more and more worry. Gee dad, besides your coworker sliding his delicious, skillful fingers in between my thighs, Nahhh I'm fine. Obviously I couldn't tell him that so instead I shook my head with a simple 'mhmm' and tried to concentrate on my food. My parents continued with casual conversation, including Tyler who was wickedly playing two sides of this. Taking a bite I moan, not because it's so yummy, which it is, but because Tyler timed the insertion of his sexy finger at the same time as my bite. Pulling the fork out my mouth, I noticed the smirk on his face. Asshole. Taking an other fork full of food, I entered it slowly making sure he watched as I began to lick every single thing off the utensil as I could. Slowly. Savoring each flavor that made my taste buds explode. At this time Tyler interested his index in me again, but without removing it this time he glided it in, in and out motions. Torturing my every cell. I was almost to the end of my desire train when he removed his finger and slide it into his mouth. Are you fucking kidding me. Watching this action I let go, making sure I was Downing my wine at the same time, covering only some of my moan as my hands slapped against the table. Damn. That was too good. And too embarrassing! My parents are sitting with us!

              "Emma Fay! Slow down with that," my mother scowled. If only you knew, Beth. If only you knew. Placing my glass down, I saw Tyler's eyes as they danced in amusement. Man, he is so dead.

          "Tyler, why, you only took one bite! Don't be shy! Eat! Unless it isn't good, " My father encouraged with a frown. Don't take it to hear pops. It's not like you cooked it, man I really need to stop laughing at my own jokes. Tyler's finger left his mouth finally as he replied,

            "Richard, what I have tasted tonight has been oh so delicious. Thank you," he faced me with a winning smile snd i melted. wow. He definitely just turned me on, again. Breaking eye contact with him, to avoid jumping his bones right here and now infront of my parents, I looked at my plate and breathed. In and out Emma. In and out. He moved in me that way... Emma no! Stop! Think of school yes, boring school.

        Finally relaxing in my seat it was time for desert and time for the big news.

        Glancing at Tyler I nod my head waiting for his go. He smiled,

       "Richard, Beth, Emma and I have decided to.." Tyler was cut off by mom's crying . Seriously? She's so ridiculous.

         "She's pregnant Richard!"

         "Mom, stop crying! For goodness sakes I'm just moving in with him!" My father stood from his chair silencing us all as his chair scratched against the floor with a louder than life screech... Uh-oh. He's pissed. My father rarely stands at the table, he was so superior over us all. His face was serious. He is serious. Damn. What did I do..? My father turned his attention to Tyler, damnit... with a quick motion he through his hand in his face as an offering, cracking a wide smile.

           "Congratulations, son! Need some help with the move?" Dad. What the heck?! This has to be a set up. My father is excited that Tyler is taking his only child?! Like who is this man?! Tyler rose to his feet and returned my father's smile with a shake. Great, everyone is in love with him.

          "Beth, I'm sorry that we scared you," Tyler comforted my mother rubbing her back. She smiled,

          "Thanks dear, sorry I overreacted." Mom, apologizing? What is this world coming to!? Shoot a death glare at Tyler,

         "Excuse me, we need to talk. Now!!" I pulled him from the table without permission. Time to findout if he's being paid for this shit.