I’m not sure what does me in. The fact that my dick is so hard right now I think a gentle breeze could make me blow, or the light-pink flush on her cheeks that contrasts with her platinum waves spread out across her pillows.
Whatever it is, I climb off of the bed, turn the camera off, set it aside, and drop to my knees at the end of the bed.
Her breath hitches as I grip her creamy thighs in my hands, dragging her ass to the edge of the bed and tossing her legs over my shoulders.
“Kai,” she whispers. “I didn’t really mean you had to clean me up.”
“I know you didn’t, but I want to. My momma always taught me that when I make a mess, it’s my responsibility to clean it up,” I tell her with a wry grin.
She told me no such thing.The woman can’t even manage to clean up her own goddamn messes, let alone teach a child to do so, but Lea doesn’t need to know that.
She sucks that pouty lower lip into her mouth as she sits up, balancing on her hands behind her so she can watch my every move.
I run my nose along her seam, coating my face in her wetness, and as it drips into my mouth, I lick it off before diving back in for more.
I use my fingers to spread her pussy lips wide, flicking my tongue over her clit and then diving in for a taste. Lea’s tight pussy spasms around my tongue, and one of her hands scrapes over my head, holding my mouth to her.
I chuckle and love the way her body responds to the vibration of it.
My dick is begging to be let loose, so I reach down, tugging myself free of my gray sweats, and palm my shaft.
I slurp and suck on her pussy, maintaining the same rhythm as my hand on my dick.
“Kai,please, I’m about to come again,” she cries.
“Damn right you are,” I grunt out, licking a long stroke from her tight ass to her clit. “Come with me, baby. Pretend it’s my dick inside you.”
“It could be,” she moans, and my eyebrows shoot up my forehead. There’s no chance in heaven or hell that I heard herright. “Fill me up, Kai,” she all but begs. “I want you buried inside me when you come,please.”
I refrain from reminding her that her brother is going to castrate me, and instead, opt to just ignore her. I increase my pace on her clit, taking everything she can give me, and when her thick, muscular thighs clench the sides of my head, we come apart together.
“God, yes!” she shouts. My dick spurts all over the side of her bed, heat searing through me as my balls tighten, releasing every last drop.
When her breathing’s returned to some semblance of normalcy, I lean back onto my heels, inspecting my handy work. “It appears I did a fabulous job with the cleanup. I got every last damn drop,” I say with a wink before finally standing.
Her eyes widen, catching on my length, and I realize she’s never seen it before.
“I’ve seen yours, so I guess it’s only fair that you see mine,” I tell her, chuckling deeply.
She sits up, swinging her legs off the side of the bed and reaching out for me. “Can I?” she asks, her wide eyes pleading.
I give her a nod, and she grips me in her palm, squeezing me tightly. And just like that, I’m hard again.
“Now I get why you didn’t want to fuck me. You’d have torn me in two,” she says.
Good fucking lord, woman. How goddamn wrong she is about my intentions. But I won’t be admitting that.
This was a fucking mistake. I’m going to lose my best friend if we go any further than this, so as it stands, this is a business arrangement and nothing more.
But I’ll definitely still be adding this to the top of my spank bank.
“Yeah, exactly,” I tell her. “And, uh, we probably shouldn’t do any of the off-camera stuff again. I haven’t slept with anyone in a while and got a little carried away. Sorry about that.”
If she’s offended or upset, I can’t tell because she just smiles up at me. “Yeah, you’re right. Hopefully, we wake up to a fuck ton of cash,” she jokes.
“Yeah,” I say, scratching the back of my neck. “Well, enjoy the rest of your night,” I tell her, backing out of her room so I can go screw my head back on straight in the comfort of my own room.
Chapter eleven