Page 24 of Javier

Don’t do it, Prissy Missy warned.You’re a good girl.

I dug my nails in my palms. God, how I hated being called a “good girl.” It was the only compliment my father had ever given me and it was as condescending as the pat to the head he’d add to those words.

You don’t have to be a good girl forever.Affie’s words echoed in my head.When the horny strikes, the dick is optional, but the orgasm is mandatory.

Was she right?

I’d always thought Affie was boy crazy, but I also knew that sex had been her means to rebel against our father, to defy his world. Her brazen tidbits struck me as wisdom tonight. How long could I withstand the throbbing ache between my legs?

I had to deal with this now. I scoured my surroundings and saw no one around. This could be my only chance in a while.

Affie had often talked about the need for every gal onthe planet to own a good vibrator, but she’d also urged me and my other sisters to practice what she called “the always reliable, no-batteries-needed, hands-and-fingers method.” Much to my mortification, she referred to it as her “manual override.”

My cheeks flamed as I studied my fingers. I hadn’t practiced the manual override in a very long time, but maybe I needed to. It was a naughty thing to do, especially coming from someone “wholesome” like me.

I was about to shed that stupid label.

I inhaled a big gulp, grabbed a new wipe, and cleaned my hands again. I took yet another look around, to make sure I was alone. Then I reclined against the flat rock that protruded at an angle from the ground. The stone was still warm from the day’s heat, but it felt smooth against my back. I took another breath. I could do this. I really hoped it would work.

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Javier

Still looking guilty as sin, Missy moistened her lips, then stretched on the stone shelf. She brushed her fingers up and down her front and around her breasts, hesitantly, lightly, as if she didn’t have a right to caress herself.

My skin tingled and my fingers twitched, itching to take over, to be the one caressing her. I craved her lips beneath mine. I gulped when she slid her hand in her panties. Separating her legs ever so slightly, I spotted the outline of her fingers between her thighs. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and slid her hand back and forth, back and forth.

I willed my mouth to close. Perched on the rock, embraced by the stars faint light, and almost naked, she was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

Get the hell out of here.I started to withdraw.She deserves her privacy.

You can’t leave her alone and unprotected, the braverpart of me reminded me. Or was it the sneakiest part of me speaking?

It was so fucking hard to tell right from wrong, because, yeah, I was all wood down there, whereas my brain had turned to mush. And because I couldn’t move, I stayed.

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Missy

I rubbed myself, brushed my fingers around, tickled this and that.

Nothing.

Nothing was going to happen unless I put my brain into this. I had to step out of my narrow mindset. I gave myself permission to dream while awake. The hottest scenes I remembered from my dreams streamed across the dark screen of my inner eyelids, starring Javier and me. There were no words, only images. Something began to happen. Heat flared in my core, increasing my sensations.

“Mmmm.” A small moan escaped my lips.

My fingertips grew slick as I experimented. My little bundle of nerves up front loved a circular massage. My hips began to rock ever so slowly. When I moved, a tingle of pleasure spread from my core. The memories of Javier’s sexy body and his sheer maleness set me into a slow simmer. Snippets from my dreams stoked the heat in my body. His hands touching me, replacing my fingers. His flesh, filling me, pushing me apart, rubbing against that throbbing spot inside.

I didn’t know how he would feel inside of me in real life, but I keenly remembered his passionate, possessive kisses and his tongue, dipping in my mouth. I curled my middle finger and pretended it was his flesh.

Oh, yes.

Behind my closed eyelids, his handsome face hovered just inches from mine, flashing the sexy grin that melted my insidesevery time, kissing me, touching me.

A spark flared inside me.

Javier. Did I actually whisper his name into the night?Javi, yes. Please.

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