79. Lucky Charms
Lucky Charms
Jules came into the kitchen and found a naked Evan eating Lucky Charms at the table with a short stack of buttered toast on standby. One leg was spread out, the other one raised and resting on the top of the chair next to him, his junk on full display.
She figured he was sitting that way because it was comfortable, and not to be sexy, because when she looked at him, he simply blinked at her.
“Good morning,” he said, looking her over as well, in panties and a Dark Side Of The Moon T-shirt—whether his or Malcom’s, Evan didn’t know.
“Good morning,” she returned, then seeing Malcom wasn’t there, asked where he was.
Since he’d just taken a giant bite of cereal, Evan pointed to a note on the counter, which she read out loud, “ Have something to do. Back in a little while . Love, Mal. ”
“I hope it’s not something that earns him a trip to jail again,” Evan said, deadpan.
Jules took a banana and peeled it, then slowly inserted several inches of it into her mouth before biting down and chewing.
His eyes remained on her the entire time she was eating, and she could tell he was enjoying the ‘show’ when his cock began to lengthen and thicken, which he did nothing to conceal.
Evan then watched as she threw the peel away, bending over to give him the full glorified view of her ass, knowing how much he liked it.
Now thirsty, she grabbed a bottle of cranberry juice out of the fridge and after removing the cap, drank directly from the bottle.
He frowned at her. “Bad manners, Jules. ”
“Bad manners, yourself,” she countered. “I picked it up from you and Mal.”
Done with the juice, she returned it to the fridge and then started walking over to where Evan sat, stripping off her shirt and panties along the way. Upon reaching him, she nudged his raised leg, which he was kind enough to lower so she could straddle him.
Eyes locked on her breasts, Evan blindly set his cereal bowl down on the table, uncaring when Dawn Corleone hopped up and began licking the milk from it, because he was too busy putting his fingers between Jules’ legs.
“Jesus, you’re a marvel,” he murmured, taking a moment to look down at where he was stroking, before meeting her eyes.
“Because I’m wet already?” she asked. “I think it has something to do with coming into the kitchen and finding you naked at the table, eating cereal.”
“Which part is the sexiest? The naked part, or the eating cereal part?”
“It’s a combination of the two,” she answered, as she grabbed a slice of toast and then took a bite, as if he wasn’t rubbing her clit with skilled precision.
“A hot, stacked man—gloriously naked—enjoying a bowl of Lucky Charms … it’s the dichotomy that turns me on.
It wouldn’t have been nearly so erotic if you’d been chowing down on, say, Raisin Bran,” she added, taking another bite of toast, and as she did, reached down with her other hand to cup his balls firmly, massaging them as he groaned.
A moment later, both his hands were on her hips and exerting enough upward pressure to let her know what he wanted.
After shoving the last bit of toast in her mouth, she raised herself up and gazed down as he grabbed his hard cock and angled it so he could drag the flared tip along her clit a few times before sliding it back to her entrance so she could lower herself onto him … which she did, very slowly.
“Take all the time you want,” he said, his voice pleasingly rough to her ears, as he watched his cock slowly disappear inside her. “I’m not losing my fucking mind, or anything.”
“I just like to feel every inch,” she replied softly, after swallowing the last mouthful of toast. “Especially when I’m on top, because you feel really thick like this, and it’s too good to rush.
So.” She gave him a quick kiss. “Shut.” Another kiss.
“Up.” Another kiss, this time with a small nip to his lip as she finally bottomed out.
He groaned again, adding a mumbled, “Oh, so good,” at the end.
She started to move on him, holding onto the back of the chair behind his shoulders, finding it easy to establish a rhythm with her feet on the floor, and loving the ease of it all. It made her favorite position even better .
His hands on her hips pushed her down forcefully and she moved her hands to his neck, stroking with her fingers as she nibbled at his lower lip, causing him to kiss her hard, almost crushing her mouth with his.
“I always wondered how good it would be with you,” she murmured.
“I never wondered. I always knew it would be … anomalous.”
“You knew it would be what?”
“Anomalous.” His breathing was becoming labored, making his words come out choppy. “Inconsistent, or deviating from what is usual, normal, or expected.”
“Most people would just say ‘great’.”
“I’m not most people. ‘Great’ is for someone with no imagination, or a Word-of-the-Day app.”
Jules couldn’t stop herself from chuckling softly, even as she began to feel the telltale signs of an impending orgasm.
There were times when she loved to let him last as long as he could, and unfortunately for him, this was not one of those times, so when she could tell he was making an effort to not come by closing his eyes and likely doing math problems in his head, she pressed his face in between her breasts and held him there.
When he groaned, “Oh, Jesus, not yet,” she sped up, because she didn’t want to come alone.
When it was over, they stayed locked together, and were holding onto one another when Malcom got home a few minutes later.
As he came upon them in the kitchen, obviously having just had sex, he grabbed a kitchen towel and brought it over to Jules.
“Where have you been?” Jules wanted to know, after taking the towel.
Malcom sat down. “The cemetery. I needed to finish reading my ‘Fuck You’ letter to Monroe.”
“How did it go?”
“Good. It was more cathartic than I thought it would be, to be honest. I was afraid I might feel ridiculous reading a letter to a headstone, but Lauren was right—it wasn’t for him, it was for me, and I feel … lighter. Like I’ve released a bunch of shit.”
“That’s fantastic. I’m very proud of you.”
“Me, too,” Evan said. “I know you worked hard on it.”
“Would you like to read it?”
They seemed surprised by the offer, but nodded .
After a little bit of clean up (but remaining naked), Jules and Evan read the letter together, pointing out their favorites. Evan’s was the one about ‘Taking it in the ass’, while Jules really liked the ones that were short and sweet, because they were ‘fun’.
Once finished reading, they gave Malcom big smiles and pulled him in for a hug.
“Well done,” Evan said.
“Yes, well done,” Jules agreed.