Page 58 of Unforeseen Love

“I’m just going to shower, and then did you want to watch another Dexter?” I ask already making my way to the bathroom.

“Yeah, but I want to take a quick bath when you’re finished in the shower,” she replies.

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Just as I’m drying off and pulling on my underwear and clean joggers, I hear my phone ringing from the living room with my aunt’s ringtone. I’ve been keeping it on silent because of Orla and her constant ringing and texts but turned the sound back on so I didn’t miss my aunt’s call.

“Hey, Morticia, can you answer that, please?”

I quickly rub the towel over my head, toss it in the linen bin and go to the living room.

Approaching the sofa, I realise my aunt is on FaceTime to Sienna, who has it angled only on her face. She’s focused on something my aunt is saying about the kittens, and then I presume she’s showing them on screen from the ‘ahhs’ and ‘coos’.

Sienna hasn’t noticed me approach as I kneel in front of her and cup her knees. She smiles and looks down at me and gasps when I quickly spread her thighs.

Her eyes are wide. I can feel her trying to close them all while attempting not to seem distracted while on the phone.

I shake my head once, bring my finger up to my mouth, and cock an eyebrow.

With her free hand, she makes a lame arse attempt to swat me away, and I have to hold back my chuckle.

“Sienna?”

Her attention goes back to my aunt, and I take that as my opportunity to push the hem of her top out of my way. I blow on her pale skin and watch as it prickles with goosebumps. My fingers trail a path until they meet the apex of her thighs and are met with bare flesh.

She lets out a soft gasp, and I glance up at her cheeks forming a blush. I lean closer, blowing out a soft breath over her clit. She’s already glistening with arousal. I chance another peek at her, and she’s trying in earnest to concentrate on what my aunt is saying, but it’s a struggle.

I lick my lips, feeling thirsty for something only she can provide, and then with one long, slow and torturous swipe of my tongue, I lick the length of her.

“Theo,” she says on an exhale.

She reaches down, about to push my face away from her core, but I slide in a finger and feel her clench around it. I know she won’t resist. She’s already wet and wanting.

“What was that, dear? Did you say Theo was there?”

I insert a second finger and hook it inside her with a ‘come here’ motion.

“No, not yet, but I think he’s coming.” I can hear the tension in her voice, and honestly, I’m aware it’s all kinds of wrong while my aunt is on the phone, but what can I say? She makes me want to be bad.

Her fingers grip my hair, urging me to get closer to her clit, and who am I to deny her what she wants? I gently suck on her clit and alternate between caressing her with my tongue, licking and teasing her with the tip.

She arches into me, and I know my girl is getting impatient, so I flatten my tongue, building the tension even higher. Pulling my fingers out, I slide them lower until I reach her arse crack and glance up. Her eyes dip to mine and then quickly back to the phone. Her cheeks are now crimson. If I were a better man, I’d feel bad, but watching her get off from me giving her oral makes it so worth it.

Sienna arches her back, raising her hips, and I reach for a cushion and slide it underneath her to keep her propped up.

Plunging my tongue into her wet cunt, I tap her arsehole, and the bud tightens. I feel her clench around my tongue. She’s close. It’s incredible how quickly I’ve learned her body’s responses to my touch. Bringing my other hand to her core, I replace my tongue with two fingers and tap her arsehole again until she relaxes enough for me to insert my middle finger in to the first knuckle.

I suck on her clit gently. Her body is coiled tight, ready to snap at any moment, and her breathing has grown heavier too. My fingers are working her pussy, and I know she needs more, so I add a third finger. She loves being full. Riding my hand now, I move my fingers in a stroking motion, and just as her channel tightens, I slide my middle finger up to the second knuckle. While working her pulsating channel, I know the moment I hit her G-spot.

The phone lands on the sofa beside me with a thump, and immediately her other hand is in my hair as she pulls me closer, grinding into my face.

“Oh. My. God. You’re an arsehole,” she hisses, and I swear if my mouth weren’t already occupied still sucking on her clit, I’d be telling her that might be true, but I’m currently finger fucking her arsehole. I don’t ease up as she continues to come over my fingers, coating me with her juices.

“Fuck, Theo,” she says.

My phone starts ringing. It’s my aunt, again.

Sienna eases her hold in my hair, so I pull my face away and glance up. Sienna has her head thrown back, her chest heaving. Her channel is still clenching around my fingers as I move to my feet and hover over her until she opens her eyes.

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