Page 14 of Good Girl and Grinches

He watches my expression so I nod again. I’m not able to speak. He inches me onto his insanely hard erection. The sensation is indescribable. ‘Hurts so good’ makes sense now.

His fingers find my clit again, picking up right where we left off, with me teetering at the climax.

My hips buck, taking pacing control away from him. It must surprise him as much as me because he pistons me quickly and growls as my sex tightens rhythmically around him.

My walls stretch around his shaft. He fills me with his large size. Our union is utter perfection. And I fall into the abyss, drifting through a space of us as reality splinters.

I’m so far lost in bliss that it’s hard to tell what’s happening, but as I drift back, I’m pretty sure we came at the same time and the contract is successfully fulfilled.

He holds me to his chest, letting me bask. Flame and Ruckus are dressed and ready, trying to wait patiently.

I don’t want to be the reason they’re late to an investigation. They were told that the next blizzard will destroy evidence. Disregarding urgency could jeopardize their chances forpromotion. I can’t be so selfish as to put myself above public safety.

My head lolls to the side as I prepare myself to test drive my legs and see if they’re ready to work.

People are watching, pleasing each other, and themselves. It’s a good thing I didn’t have a year to plan for this. I would have chickened out for sure. Lazily casting my gaze over the assortment of onlookers, I stop cold.

Ty has returned.

“Let’s go.” I jump up, grabbing my dress rather than digging clothes out of my bag.

Flame realizes Ty’s out there and slides the curtain closed. If only I’d have thought to ask him to do that before I displayed myself.

Cum running down my legs should feel sexy. Ty ruined that. I’ll make it a checklist item for later.

My stepbrothers must sense my discomfort and wrap my coat around me, then rush me out of the club.

The roads aren’t great but the blizzard moved on, the plows have run, and we get to their house safely. Ghost and Ruckus pack, then give me hugs and kisses before rushing away.

Why does it hurt so much more to see them go now that we’ve been intimate?

Nine

Flame

Waking up from another dream where Sabrina’s belly was swollen with my baby, I rub a hand over my cock and remind it of the promise we made before my brothers headed out of town.

No further intimacy while Ghost and Ruckus are out of town.It was necessary since we asked her to stay at our place. Ty left all of us uneasy. But a couple of days in and I’m struggling to play nice.

I feel cheated, having done the least with her.

My cock lengthens at the memory of her body shaking against my hand, at how natural Ruckus fit between her legs, and at the possibility Ghost put a baby in her.

I throw my pillow across the room. The soft thud is anti-climactic for how pissed I am that an arsonist may be the deciding factor in who gets Sabrina pregnant.

Not that we’re supposed to be doing that. But sexually active partners should be aware.

I drag myself into the bathroom and remind myself that she’s our stepsister, which is a huge hurdle for older generations, like the men who will determine our promotion, to accept.

Not to mention, she isn’t interested inusexactly. She was willing to settle for anyone who knew how to give an orgasm.

I’m oversimplifying, but my head’s fucked knowing that she’s in the bedroom down the hall.

Does she sleep naked?Why do I keep torturing myself? I turn on the water and step into the shower before it has a chance to heat up.

Once I get over the shock of my balls doing an about-face from the icy cold, I shower, dress, and find her in the kitchen eating a bowl ofKravecereal. Appropriate name. She’s fully dressed in my sweats and a t-shirt. That shouldn’t be disappointing. But dammit, I wish she was naked.

I might find my breaking point before Ghost and Ruckus get home. For now, we exchange pleasantries.

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