EMDS - #1 - A Congressman's Temptation (MxM)

c.5

  It’s been exactly one month and everything in my life couldn’t be more perfect. Andrew talked me into writing something that would be worth the chump change, so I did. I didn’t expect it to do well, but it put me back on the best sellers list. I thank God for that every chance that I get. And how can I put Andrew and I’s relationship? AP Chemistry class. That was lame, wasn't it?

 The Senator’s Ball is tonight and everybody is going to be there. I begged my mother to let me wear something more comfortable this time and she finally gave in. I examined myself in the mirror, running my hands across the crushed blue velvet. 

  “ You sexy bastard. “ I winked. 

  “ Come on down, we don’t have all night. “ my mother rushed us. 

  “ How do I look? “ I asked her as I reached the bottom of the stairs. 

  “ Basic. “ she cupped my cheek and smiled. “ Keenan and Erica, let’s go. “ 

  Once we were all downstairs, we made our way outside and into the car. There was something about the crystal-clear air that was different. Something about the positive vibes as we drove towards the event. Tonight was the night. I wasn’t sure what the event would be, but something was coming. 

  “ Is your sexy piece of white chocolate going to be here tonight? “ Erica nudged me as we walked along the red carpet into the building. 

  “ I asked him but he didn’t respond. “ 

  “ Who are we talking about, Andrew? “ Keenan inquired. 

  “ Before you get an attitude, I didn’t say anything! “ she defended herself. 

  “ Actually, mom was the one who told me. “ he smiled. “ It’s also kind of obvious to everyone except dad. “ 

  “ And I would like to keep it that way. “ 

  We made it inside and took our seats at our reserved table. I looked down at the small white cards sitting in front of the plates that lied on the white table cloths. Andrew would be sitting to the left of me. On cue, I looked up and watched him as he seemed to float to the table. His black dress shirt and pant clung to his body perfectly. The gold trimming and details on the cotton seemed to glow against his already glowing skin. His beard was nice and trimmed, and his hair was nice and slick. 

  “ Damn. “ Erica and I mumbled simultaneously. 

  “ Andrew, you made it. “ my parents stood up to greet him. 

  “ You think I would miss this? I’m just here so I can collect the stories. “ they shared a laugh as he pulled out his chair and sat down. I took in the scent of his cologne as I melted in the cushioned chair. And then it hit me……. 

  This was it! 

  He was it!  

  Tonight was the night for us! No true Southern man enters a room oozing that much s*x appeal unless he’s courting. Luring. Seducing. No true Southern man can keep his eyes off of what excites him. No true Southern man rests his hand on your thigh and keeps it there the whole night unless he wants you.

  “ By the way, Elijah, I am very proud of you. “ my mother tilted the neck of her glass towards me. “ It was short, but it was………..I can’t even find the words. “ 

  “ Sexy is the word she’s looking for. “ a young woman giggled from the table behind us. “ You made every woman wish she was that damn maid. “ my mother nodded reassuringly as my dad gave her a look, then pulled her onto the dance floor. Keenan and Erica escaped to the dessert bar for the third time tonight. I shook my head, chuckling to myself. 

  “ You know, you didn’t thank me. “ I sipped from the wine glass as he spoke. 

  “ For what? “ I wanted to see what this would lead to, even though I knew very well he was talking about the book. 

  “ Oh, we’re going to act like that? “ he bit his bottom lip. “ You know damn well I inspired that book. You just used words to describe the nasty things you want from me. “ 

  We had both been sipping on wine all night and were both feeling the euphoric aura of the aftermath, so I was amused by this. “ Maybe. Maybe not. “ 

  “ What do you say we get out of here so you can show daddy exactly how you feel. “ 

  I gasped. I had never heard him talk like this. I assumed he was joking until I tuned into the silence. He wasn’t. His eyes were focused on me as he waited for my response. I couldn’t get lost in those eyes. I would end up doing something that I would regret; tossing him onto the table and having my way with him. He furrowed his brows and smirked. 

  “ Show me. “ 

  I stood up from the table and swayed to the front of the building. There was no one standing outside so it was completely silent. I suddenly felt his secure grip around my waist as he breathed into the crook of my neck. I trembled slightly as he planted three kisses from my ear to my neck. He then grabbed my hand and led me to his car, opening the door for me and smacking his teeth as I sat down inside. He walked around to the driver's side, opening the door and flopping down in the seat. We drove about fifteen minutes to a small beach-side condo. 

  We walked inside the dark structure as he tossed the keys onto the table by the door. The moonlight was the only thing that provided us the light that we had. It was shining bright enough for us to see, but dim enough to set the mood. He grabbed at his shirt cuffs but I stopped him. 

  “ I got this. “ 

  I slid the small gold bars out of the holes embroidered into the cotton. I placed them on the table then began to unbutton his shirt from top to bottom. After his bare chest was revealed, I swerved my tongue along his body, starting at his chest and ending at his neck. He moaned as I kissed it softly. He finished unfastening his shirt, removing it and tossing it to the side. I reached for his belt buckle but he gripped my hand.  

  “ Strip. “ 

  That was all I needed to hear. My clothes came off within seconds as I stood in front of him in all of my glory. His right hand roamed my body until he got to my ass. He pulled me closer to him as he began to kiss me passionately, simultaneously massaging my tender hole. I moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, biting my bottom lip. He then picked me, not breaking any contact. He carried me over to the bed and tossed me into the soft cotton sheets. He kicked off his shoes as he unbuckled his belt before pulling his pants down. I could see the outline of his d**k through his white briefs. It damn near peeked out at me from the side. I sat up with one mission in mind: to please this man. As he tugged at the elastic of his underwear, I climbed off of the bed and knelt down in front of him. He smirked as he let the white cloth fall to his ankles. I opened my mouth as he slapped his thick member against my tongue before I took him into ecstasy. 

  “ f**k. “ he groaned. 

  I took my time. I made sure to keep an even pace. I wiggled my tongue as I continued to take him in and out of my mouth. I eased off of his shaft and massaged the head of his d**k with my lips. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he ran his hands through his hair. He looked down at me with an expression that confirmed I was doing exactly what I needed to be doing. 

  He guided me off of my knees to give him a kiss. He turned me around and bent me over the edge of the bed. I shuddered as his warm saliva lubricated my hole before he slowly eased himself inside. He began to long stroke me to a rhythm that I couldn’t keep up with. Hell, I didn’t care. He was hitting all the right places as he guided himself in and out of me. My walls clenched to his d**k perfectly. 

  “ Tight and wet. “ he smacked my ass. “ That’s just how daddy likes it. “ he increased the rhythm of his strokes. “ Tell daddy you like it. “ 

  “ I……I love it! “ I moaned. He pushed me down onto the bed as he drew himself closer to me. He nibbled on my ear as he rolled his hips, not breaking the rhythm. “ Andrew? “ 

  “ Take that d**k, baby, I know you can. “ 

  The pleasure that I was feeling can never be explained. The positions that we had each other in only intensified those feelings. I never thought good d**k existed, but tonight, I obviously stood corrected. What made this even better was that this man wasn’t just lusting after me, this was love! I’ve had enough s*x to know the difference between something casual and f*****g with emotion. 

  “ Damnit! “ he cursed as I rolled my hips, easing down onto his d**k. He buried his nails into my waist trying to control my pace. I moved his hands away. 

  “ You like the way I ride that d**k, huh? “ I spoke cockily. 

  “  I can’t hold it any longer. “ he flipped us over so I was on my back. He bit down on my neck as he stroked me deeply. His breathing became more labored until he moaned out. I felt his warm liquids shooting off inside of me. The friction from his body being so close to mine had caused me to climax without having to do any of the hard work. He pulled out and fell to the side of me as we both caught our breaths. “ Why don’t you go and grab yourself a towel and shower. I’ll have clothes waiting for you once you get out. “ 

  I did as he told me, walking into the hallway to grab a towel out of the small closet. I walked into the bathroom, turning the chrome handle to hot and cleansing myself. Once I was done, I stepped out onto the cold tile of the bathroom floor, shivering. There was a t-shirt that sat on the counter along with a pair of shorts. I didn’t even hear him come in. I walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. I chuckled as he snored, sprawled out across the fresh bed sheets. 

  “ I’m out of the shower. Hop in. “ I shook him lightly as he stirred awake. He lied there for a moment. 

  “ Don’t think I’m a lightweight, now. “ he spoke before going into the bathroom. 

  As I sat there and admired at the moon, the wine started to wear off and the exhaustion from the s*x was catching up to me. I placed my head on the soft pillows and before I knew it, I had drifted asleep. I was awakened by Andrew jumping into the bed, crawling in between my legs, and resting his head on my stomach. I combed through his hair with my fingers. 

  “ I think I love you. “ 

  “ I love you too. “ 

  The next morning, I woke up to the sun shining brightly through the large window and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Andrew was lying beside me at this point. I eased out of the bed, making sure that I didn’t wake him. I headed for the kitchen, looking through the fully stocked fridge, planning to cook him some breakfast. I grabbed a bowl from the cabinet, pouring some almond milk inside of it. I placed a few tablespoons of cinnamon and flaxseed inside of the liquid, cutting up the wheat bread into small slices. I soaked the bread in the mixture as I reached back into the fridge to grab the eggs. I cracked five of them, adding some salt and pepper before beating them. I grabbed some pots out of the cabinets, rinsing them, and placing them on the stove. 

  “ It just keeps getting better, doesn’t it? “ he stretched and yawned. He pecked my lips before opening the refrigerator door. “ I just don’t understand it. “ 

  “ What’s that? “ I turned my attention back to the stove, flipping the sausages. 

  “ How are you not married? Settled down with a family? Unless you’re just crazy and you haven’t shown me yet. “ he side-eyed me. 

  “ I don’t think so. “ I chuckled. 

  “ I mean the attraction is there, the consistency is there, and we don’t even have to talk about the s*x. “ he poured himself a glass of orange juice. He sipped from the glass and shook his head. “ It’s just like this juice: refreshing. “ 

  “ Maybe I only do these things for people that I’m truly interested in. “ 

  “ Good. We'll probably be married soon because I’m hooked at this point. “ he smiled. “ Now, we'll see what you can do in the kitchen. “ 

  “ Oh please, you can’t be born in the south and not know how to cook. It’s just not logical. “ I fixed his plate and sat it down in front of him. He grabbed the fork, cutting up the French toast and sopping a piece with syrup. He smiled as he chewed and swallowed the food. 

  “ Yeah, give me my props. “ I washed the last dish in the sink before I retreated to the stool beside him. “ I’m glad you’re enjoying it, though. “ 

  “ Thank you. I’ve never had anyone cook for me before. “ 

  “ Now I know you’re lying. “ he shook his head. “ Seriously? “ 

  “ All of my meals were prepared by me. I would force myself up, sometimes after long nights just to make sure that a home-cooked meal was on the table. “ 

  “ That’s f****d up. Maybe I’m old fashioned, but I believe that you take care of your people. There’s a certain level of respect and understanding that is maintained, especially if that person is taking care of you. It’s not about the material things, but what they pour into your mental and spiritual. “ I forked a piece of French toast into my mouth as he stood up, walking back over to the small table by the door. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a black box. “ What’s that? “ 

  “ Me declaring my love for you. “ he tapped the box on his hand as he struggled to find the words to say. “ Kid, I’ve never felt this way before. I've never had to adjust to someone the way I have to adjust to you. I’m constantly amazed and infatuated with your ambition, your professionalism, and your mind. “ I blushed at his words. “ So here are the keys to this place, as well as my place in the city. Anytime you need to get away or just feel like finding me to help relieve your s****l frustration, you’ll have full access. “ 

  The ringer on my phone sang from the bedroom as I slipped away, rummaging through my pockets to find it. It was a call from Erica. There were also missed calls from my father, my mother, and my brother. I mentally slapped myself and prayed that they hadn’t commenced a giant manhunt to find me. I walked back into the kitchen, searching for my keys. 

  “ You didn’t drive here last night. “ he chuckled a bit. 

  “ s**t. “ 

  “ Family panicked? “ 

  “ If they haven’t already. Would you mind dropping me off at the house? “ 

  “ Of course I will. “ 

  We entered the car and started the silent drive back to the house. I was trying to figure out what lie I could tell about where I was last night. 

  “ I’ll walk from here. “ I pulled myself away from my thoughts. 

  “ That’s ridiculous, I can pull up to the edge…… “ 

  “ No, no, it’s fine. “ I rushed to unlock the car door and pulled the handle to open it. “ If I make it to see tomorrow, I will definitely see you. “ 

  “ You’re grown, Elijah. “ 

  “ Yes, but they don’t know where I’ve been and I haven’t been answering the phone. “ I leaned over to give him a quick peck on the lips. “ I love you! “ 

  “ I love you too. “ 

  I stealthily headed up the driveway as Andrew pulled away in the other direction. I looked through the window to check and see if the path was clear. I held the box that Andrew gave me underneath my jacket as I slowly inched inside of the house. Once I was reassured that I was in the clear, I relaxed as I walked towards the stairs. 

  “ Elijah? “ 

  He was the last person that I wanted to ask questions at this moment. God, why hast though forsaken me? 

  “ Yes sir? “ I slowly turned around to face him. 

  “ Well at least you had the decency to take a shower. “ he shrugged. “ Why didn’t you call? “ 

  “ Time got away from me, honestly. “ I told him. 

  “ Hmm. Where were you? “ he asked as he picked up his book once again. 

  “ At a little friend's house. “ 

  “ Was he at the party? “ 

  “ No sir, he came to pick me up. “ 

  “ And you still couldn’t let us know? “ he looked over his glasses at me. 

  “ I know, I’m sorry dad. “ 

  “ We were just worried, that’s all. “ he returned to his reading. 

  “ I know. “ 

  I headed upstairs and into my room. I stared at the door for about ten seconds, saying a prayer before I turned around. I damn near jumped out of my skin when I saw my mother sitting at the edge of the bed. 

  “ Goodness. “ I held my chest. 

  “ Mhhmm. “ she smirked. “ Doing something that you have no business doing? “ 

  “ I am not. “ I told her, lying my clothes across the chair. 

  “ I saw you two leaving. “ she started. “ And by the way, you owe me. It took everything to get your father to stop worrying. You’re not the only one who got some last night. “ 

  “ Ma’, I don’t want to hear about any of that. “ I gagged. 

  “ Whatever, ‘Lijah. “ she rolled her eyes. “ So tell your mama, is there a reason why these women are crazy over Andrew? “ 

  “ This is not like you, woman. “ I snatched the clothes off of the chair with intentions of hanging them back up. There was a thud on the floor as both my mother and I looked in the direction of the small box. Her eyes lit up. “ It’s not what you think. “ 

  “ It was so good that he gave you a ring? “ she rushed over to pick the box up. 

  “ No. “ I rolled my eyes. “ Keys to the house. “ 

  “ That’s even better, ‘Lijah! “ she squealed. 

  “ Can you keep it down, please? I don’t even know why I’m telling you this anyway. “ 

  “ Because I already know, so you might as well come clean. “ she pulled the two gold keys from the box, examining them. “ I just cannot believe that you two have made it this far. “ 

  “ What’s that supposed to mean? “ 

  “ Excuse the tone, it wasn’t correct. It’s just different for both of you. We’ve known Andrew for over thirty years and we’ve never seen him do anything like this. “ 

  “ Yeah, the poor baby says that none of his wives ever cooked for him. “ I fished the hanger inside the garment. 

  “ So that was true? That damn Margerie knows more than we all think. “ she mumbled. “ Just be careful. “ 

  “ I’m trying my best, ma’. I’m trying my best. “