It was when she started to grind, hard and determined, that I knew she was getting close. “You’re so good to my cock,” I whispered, replacing my tongue with a pair of fingers which I slid deep into her dripping heat, quivering hole. The slightest brush against her G-spot made her cry out around me, bearing down and sucking harder.
“That’s right,” I urged, finger fucking her tight pussy while she writhed and moaned. “A good girl gets to come the way she wants to. Is that what you want? You want to come for me?”
She released me, gasping, as she whispered, “Yes! Yes, so close… just like that…” She pushed back against me faster until a rush of fresh warmth coated my knuckles, and she came until her legs shook. All I could do was hold on, lost in fascination at the sight of what I could do to her.
But there was still the matter of my very hard, aching dick to deal with. “Now,” I ordered, caressed her ass and gave it a slap. “See what you can do with my cock inside you. Let me watch you ride me.”
There was no better sight in the world. Nothing I craved more than watching her fall apart with me inside her. She wasted no time, turning around and throwing a shaky leg over me. “I love you,” she breathed out, staring deep into my eyes as she guided me into her tight, welcoming heat.
“Fuck, yeah.” I ran my hands over her, intoxicated at the feel of her warm body while her tight pussy gripped me, milking and inviting me to fill her.
I watched, entranced as her head fell back, mouth hung open in pure, mindless bliss. She set a slow, sensual rhythm, rolled her hips while her pussy gripped every inch of me and sent a shudder down my spine. It wasn’t enough to watch her firm titsswing. I had to take them in my hands, both of us groaning when she picked up her pace.
“That’s it. Ride my cock.” I groaned, thrusted upward, and watched between us as I disappeared inside her again and again. “Fuck, baby. Taking my cock so good,” I praised, pulled her onto me, and ground her against me. “Make yourself come. I want to feel you dripping around me. Show me how you need it.”
“Mmm… Noah,” she whispered, leaned on my chest, and ground her clit against my base. “So close… it’s so good.”
“Give it to me.” My hands slid over her ass, up her back, while her whimpers turned to something more—high-pitched as she rocked her hips faster until she went still and gripped me so tight my teeth ground together.
I couldn’t hold back, not that I wanted to, and let myself follow her into oblivion. Shockwaves rolled over me, and pleasure radiated through my limbs until I went as limp as Sienna, who was now draped on top of me in a breathless heap.
“Well…” She released a soft laugh that made her breath fan across my sweat-damp skin. “That’s a good way to start the day. I might be able to get through it with a genuinely positive attitude after coming like that.”
“I aim to please.” Her thick hair slid through my fingers when I brushed it away from her face to kiss her. “And everything will turn out fine. Keep reminding yourself of that. In the end, the fire won’t be anything but a footnote.”
“One day, we’ll look back on this and laugh,” she mused with a smirk. “Right?”
“Something like that, smart-ass.” I smacked the ass in question, easing her off me. “Now, we need to get moving. I don’t need Colton barging in here, wanting to know why I’m holding up the excursion he planned.”
Sienna only snorted and rolled away with a soft laugh. “He’s acting more and more like Dad all the time. Don’t tell him I said that.”
“Don’t worry,” I assured her on my way to the shower. “I’ll save it for the next time he needs his balls busted and pretend it came from me.”
4
NOAH
The mood downstairs was about as cheerful as a funeral. I couldn’t shake the sense of walking on eggshells as Sienna and I wandered hand in hand into the kitchen, where the aroma of coffee promised the pick-me-up we all desperately needed.
Rose sat in the breakfast nook overlooking the back porch and the beach beyond it. Tomorrow, a team would descend onto the area to prepare it for the wedding. It was clear from the scowl she wore that she wasn’t interested in the scenery, typing furiously on her phone. She didn’t bother saying good morning, settling for a soft grunt in response to my greeting. Her eyes never left the screen.
Colton was at the counter, fixing two plates from the breakfast buffet that had been laid out. When I looked his way, he gave his head a slight shake. A lifetime of knowing each other was enough to explain what he meant.Don’t bother. Not right now. He then set a plate of fruit and a yogurt parfait in front of Rose, who only grunted again.
“Spencer just came in from his run on the beach,” Colton explained. “He’ll be down soon. The others?”
That was something I hadn’t thought about until now. Spencer could get up at the crack of dawn for a run. He didn’t have a worried partner to sit up with last night.
The parents were out on the porch, drinking their coffee, deep in conversation. Dad noticed me watching and waved me outside. I took my coffee with me and stepped out into a cool, breezy morning. Seagulls sailed over the sparkling water, and gentle waves lapped at the shore. It was idyllic except for the worried looks worn by Mom and aunts.
“I have an entire truck full of sample dresses on the way up to the house,” Dad told me. “I thought I could have a lunch set up for everyone by the time you boys come back from your fishing trip. Ideally, the girls will be able to greet you happily when you arrive.” His fingers were crossed when he raised them.
“That’s a good idea,” I agreed, glimpsing at Rose through the window. Her head was bent, her shoulders almost touching her ears while she continued typing. “Anything to pick up the mood.”
“That’s what I was going for,” he agreed. His reflection in the glass told me he was watching her too. “She’s doing everything she can to mitigate the fallout from this. There were a handful of customers with pieces waiting to be picked up from the store. We’ll need to issue a press release, too, letting people know the East Hampton location will be out of commission for the foreseeable future.”
People would probably find out about it through word of mouth just as easily, but I settled for agreeing, “Sure. Can I help somehow?”
He offered a sincere smile that faded as he shook his head. “Unless you can find a way to help your sister through this. It shook her badly.”