Page 43 of Claim Me

I pop my lips free and wiggle away from her prying hands. Siobhan looks bummed until I tug her inside and keep walking to her bedroom.

Kicking off my boots, I admire Siobhan and enjoy how good she smells. My fingers slide her soft hair from her shoulders before stroking her throat. Siobhan’s eyes close. I brush my lips across hers before sucking at the tender spot just below her right ear.

She inhales sharply, making her tits lift. I cup her left one and tease the nipple as my lips leave wet kisses down her throat.

I remove her shirt to reveal a lacy black bra. My thumbs graze her pink nipples poking through the fabric. Siobhan offers a hopeful moan.

My shirt ends up on the floor next to hers. I undo her jeans and slide them down to the floor. Kissing her thighs, I tug off her shoes. Siobhan runs her fingers through my hair as I inhale her pussy’s sweet scent.

I kiss her belly, thinking of what we made together. Wrapping my arms around her, I rest my cheek against her stomach and silently swear I will give Siobhan whatever she needs to be happy.

Standing, I drop my jeans and boxers. Siobhan stares at my naked body like she’s in shock. I nearly laugh at her reaction, but most of the blood from my brain has moved south by now.

I guide her to the bed and sit on the mattress. With her in front of me, I unlatch her bra and let the lacy fabric fall away. Her tits are gorgeous. The hard nipples are a rosy pink. My hands are soon filled with her soft flesh.

“Indigo,” Siobhan says in a throaty voice.

I lift my gaze from her stellar tits to her smiling face. No one’s ever been more beautiful. Despite her barely contained lust, she kisses me with such tenderness.

My mouth leaves hers and brushes across her nipples. As Siobhan whimpers, her fingers comb through my hair. I slide my tongue across her hard nipples, back and forth, bathing them in my affection.

As I suck her right nipple into my mouth, I wiggle her panties down her hips and let them drop to the floor.

My hands cup her soft ass and guide her onto the bed. Siobhan straddles my hips while I suck on her hard nipples. Her fingers wrap around my cock, stroking me between her palm and slick pussy.

I release her nipple and admire her flushed face draped by her brown hair. She smiles at me, waiting for permission to take my cock inside her body. I reach between us and cup her wet pussy. My index finger slides against her sensitive clit and between her folds.

Licking her lips, Siobhan bucks her hips in response to my finger teasing her. I take my cock from her grip and tap the head against her clit. Her thighs spread, offering up her hot pussy. My cock fills her inch by inch.

Exhaling in a pleasured sigh, Siobhan lifts her hips and her pussy tightens around my dick. We groan together from the sensation. I wrap one hand around her hip and hold her bouncing tit with my other.

Siobhan’s hands rest on my chest as she chases an orgasm. With her hips rolling fast and her pussy sucking hard at my cock, I’m bound to come when she does.

I give her clit a gentle pinch, and she cries out my name like she’s on fire. A flush of hot juices drenches my balls as she comeswildly. Her pussy grips my dick like a velvet vise until I see fucking stars.

Siobhan collapses on top of me, out of breath, seeming delirious. Rolling her over onto her back, I remain balls deep inside her and keep thrusting. My orgasm seems like it’ll never end. I lose all control of myself. Siobhan’s pussy won’t relent, gripping my cock even after I’m spent and propped over her.

I stare into her eyes. She seems scared. Or overwhelmed. When a smile warms her flushed face, I mimic her.

“We have nowhere to be,” I whisper. “I want to stay in your room for a while.”

Siobhan’s smile widens. Her fingers curl around the back of my neck and tug me closer. She wraps her legs around my hips. Kissing her, I can’t see past the heat I’ve created with Siobhan. All my old hangups fade away. I only want more.

SIOBHAN

Indigo is absolute perfection. After I come hard enough to break me a little inside, I rest on my back and admire Indigo propped over me. He doesn’t roll to my side. His cock remains snugly inside my body. I enjoy how he doesn’t hurry to create space.

Sliding his hair behind his ears, I cup his jaw. “How could I not see how perfect we could be?”

“A lot of your foster brothers are great guys.”

“I guess.”

“You’d probably be happy with any of them,” Indigo says and adds before I can complain, “But you’re with me, and I don’t want you to try out anyone else.”

“Who would be my second choice?”

“Sync.”

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