Page 59 of The Passion

“Fixing your problem.”

“What makes you think if I can’t get it down, that you can!” Now we are both yanking at the damn zipper.

“So damn stubborn,” I declare.

“You better be talking about the zipper.” Felisha starts laughing and not a small giggle, a deep belly laugh. “Look at us.” She laughs louder now.

My hands freeze as I look between us.

“Your dick is twirling like a helicopter, and my boobs are bouncing up and down like those punching balls on elastic we had as kids.”

“I’m not laughing!” My so-called helicopter is in pain and looking red and angry.

“You should be, we look freaking ridiculous.” Maybe Felisha needed this laugh, but I’m done with it now.

I push her hands aside and shove my fingers inside the top of her pants. My frustration comes out in my strength as I rip hard on the zipper, and instead, the pants tear down the side of the obviously broken zip.

“Ohh, okay, guess I need new pants.” Her laughter is gone, and the fire that radiates from her when we are together finally takes over her body.

Felisha reaches out and runs her hands down my chest as I push the ridiculous pants and her panties to the floor because I’m done waiting.

“Someone is impatient.” Now her sassy side is coming out, and that’s what I want.

“Because someone won’t let me see her, and there is only so much jerking off I can do with my own hand. It’s just not right. It should be your smooth fingers wrapped around me.” I sound like a petulant teenager, but I don’t care right now.

“Well, let me see if I can fix that for you.” Her right hand dances on my skin just above my cock, and it just makes me harder.

“Don’t be cruel,” I say as I take both her breasts in my hands and squeeze firmly. A moan slips from her mouth as her bottom lip drops. She immediately wraps her hand around my cock, and the moment she slides from the base to the tip, it’s me making a guttural sound from somewhere deep inside me.

I realize it was a dumb move to ask her to touch me there, because I’m already holding on by a mere thread.

“Then do something about it,” she almost purrs at me.

The time for words is gone, and action is what’s needed.

I move my arms under hers and lift her back onto the bed, her pants that were still around her ankles now falling to the floor. As her ass hits the mattress, she wriggles backward up the bed, and I’m already over top of her.

“Oh, I’m doing something about it, alright, and then I’m going to do it again…” I suck one of her breasts into my mouth and release it with a pop. “And again…” The other breast, just as tasty, “and again.”

I raise myself so I’m kneeling over top of her and looking down at her beauty that still floors me every time I’m privileged enough to see her naked.

Dragging my finger through her folds, I find her so wet that it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up with eagerness, knowing how ready she is for me, and I’ve hardly touched her.

Lifting the finger to my lips, I suck her taste from it, and I know that although I’m desperate to taste her, it will have to wait. Looking to the side of the bed and on the cabinet next to the lamp base is box of condoms, and I have never been more in love with my brother than I am now. The world’s greatest gift, I would say, but I know it’s because he is making sure there are no further complications between Felisha and me. Another clue that he isn’t entirely happy with me seeing her, but I’ll deal with that later. Right now, though, he is at the top of the awesome people in my life list.

Sliding the condom down my cock is painful, but I know it’s short-lived because the moment I reach the bottom of my shaft with it, I’m about to be one with Felisha.

“Please, Flynn.” Her fingernails dig into my thighs, and her eyes are fixed on mine.

Placing my knees in between her legs as she spreads wide for me, it’s like the invitation to take her.

I can’t talk, instead my actions say it all. I hover on my elbows above her with my cock at her entrance, and there is no holding back. I wish I could make sure she is ready to take me, but when she’s begging me, I can’t say no.

“You know what happens when you beg.” Oh, the smile on her face as I push into her with all that has been building in the last week. My pure desperation is now the raging lust of wanting to make her feel the high that we are together.

“Yes!” she screams as her legs wrap around my ass, and I’m trying to hold still waiting for her to adjust to me inside her, but she is the one pushing me to keep going, rocking her hips up into me like she wants it all.

I’m not holding back.

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