“Yes. Yes,” I chant, my movements becoming more and more erratic.
He rubs my clit harder and faster before pinching my nipple with the other hand and I shatter, freefalling into nothing but pure bliss.
I’ve no idea what comes out of my mouth, if anything. All I can focus on is the pleasure.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
I’m just coming back when he grunts and his dick pulsates inside me, filling me again.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, collapsing against his chest.
“Yeah, that,” he agrees with a delirious chuckle. “We could have been doing that all this time. We’re such idiots.”
I laugh along with him, high on the endorphins he’s released in me.
“I love you, Hendrix Kemp.”
“I love you too, Noelle Bell.”
Despite not wanting this to be over, with Hendrix’s arms banded around me, I find myself drifting off to sleep.
I know that I need to go and clean up, but I can’t find it in me to move.
I’m too content. Too sated.
Too… happy.
15
WILDER
It’s an asshole thing to do, but I turn the volume down on the TV so I can listen to them.
I figure that it’s better than last time because at least I’m not standing at the door, watching.
I can’t help myself. It’s the most action I’m going to get while we’re here. I may as well live vicariously through them now they’ve figured their shit out.
Although, I can’t say I’m all that jealous of them navigating their first times. Awkward as fuck. I could happily go through the rest of my life without having to think about mine.
Sex, now that I know what I’m doing is so much better.
At least I can share some of my knowledge with my brother. He’s always waved me off in the past when I’ve attempted to give him advice. But he needs it now, especially if he wants to keep making Noelle scream.
He’s already come once, and fast.
Fucking pussy.
He needs to build up some stamina.
Not that I can really comment. I pretty much blew the second I got it in on my first time.
Fair play though, he didn’t roll over and go straight to sleep. He’s being a gentleman and making sure she gets hers, too.
I try to imagine what they’re doing right now, what position they’re in.
The need to see if I can open their door and watch through the crack is strong, but I resist.
I’ve done enough creeping today.