Page 2 of Dirty Pucking Tease

Kaia was what I wanted to do tonight.

I wanted to follow her, drag her back here, and fuck her over this railing. I wanted to hear her scream my name as she came all over my cock. I wanted to rearrange the face of any guy who even looked her way, but none of those were an option. So, I turned around, a slow smile spreading across my face; Carly would have to do.

Loungingback against the leather chair in my bedroom, my gaze trailed over Carly's naked body and her attempt to tease me. Her large store-bought tits, tight perky nipples, and long, thin, tanned legs spread wide for me.

Her gaze locked on mine as she trailed her fingertips over her mouth and down to her tits. Then, licking her full red lips, she teased her nipples.

"Play with yourself," I ordered, watching as her hand slide down her stomach straight to her pussy. "Spread your legs wider." She did as she was told as her fingers circled her clit. Her eyes closed, her back arched, and her lips parted with a soft moan as she slid her fingers through her slick flesh.

"Oh fuck, Jax," she moaned dramatically; adding another finger, she pumped them in and out of herself. "I can't wait to feel your cock inside of me." Too bad she wouldn't get to feel me in her, ever. She was going to suck my dick and go home.

It had taken all night, but I was ready for her.

"Get on your knees," I demanded, and she did eagerly as her tongue swept across her bottom lip. Her fingertips trailed over my bare torso and settled on the waistband of my boxer briefs, tugging them down and setting my erection free. She curled her fingers around my thick cock as she started to stroke. Closing my eyes, my head fell back on a groan. Images of Kaia's tight little ass sprung forward, and now I was into this. She stroked me from root to tip, using the moisture to quicken her strokes.

She didn't stop when my phone chimed, echoing through the quiet room. I didn't bother looking. It could break my concentration. The phone went quiet as Carly leaned forward, running her tongue ring over the head of my dick. Fuck!

The phone chimed again. Damn. I snatched the phone off the stand beside the chair.

My eyes narrowed as I read her name. It was Kaia. She never called me.

Hitting the button, I brought the phone to my ear. "What is it, Baby Cruz?" I barked into the phone. I didn't try to hide the fact that I was in the middle of getting my dick sucked or my annoyance at her terrible timing. "I'm kind of in the middle of something." Carly placed her mouth over the head of my cock, slurping and sucking as her head bobbed up and down.

"I need you to come get me," she said, a sense of desperation wrapped tightly in her words. "My date kicked me out."

"Holy fuck." I grunted as Carly pushed me to the back of her throat, holding herself deep until she gagged. I closed my eyes. Kaia's voice and Carly's mouth as images of Kaia flashed forward were exactly what I needed to get off, and since I couldn't haveKaia, this was the next best thing. Threading my hand through her hair as she slid up my cock, I tightened my grip, forcing her deep at the same time I thrust forward.

"Are you okay?" Kaia asked as Carly choked on my cock. I didn't answer just let the speaker fill with wet sounds of me fucking her mouth. "Jax?"

"Fuck yeah." I grunted, easing off as tears streamed down Carly's cheeks. There was nothing I loved more than messing up a pretty girl's makeup, and nothing did it quite like pushing past that throat barrier. I needed to keep Kaia talking. I was close. Carly gasped, and I shoved her back down hard and deep fucking the back of her throat. Fuck! "Why did your date kick you out?"

"I believe his exact words were put out or get out." She groaned. My eyes flashed open, and the face fucking stopped. Anger settled low in my stomach as I released Carly, who popped off, gasping for air. What the fuck? Someone was trying to fuck what was off-limits, to fuck what was mine.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I growled, leaning up and pulling Carly off my lap. This session was over. I was going to kill whoever this douche was.

"Uh, well, as funny as that would be, no. I'm not kidding you."

"Where's your car?"

"Harlow dropped me off and left with Syn," she said. "And now neither of them are answering their phones, and I'm kind of in the middle of nowhere."

"Drop me a pin," I said, shoving Carly out of my way and pulling my boxers over my throbbing erection that I would have to take care of later. "I'm leaving now." I disconnected, reaching for my pants.

"What's wrong?" Carly whined.

"I have to go pick up Kaia," I muttered, searching the floor for my shirt.

"What, like your step-sister?" She scowled, and I winced at the word step-sister. I was well aware of the fact that she was my step-sister, but hearing it from someone else made me feel dirty for the disgustingly filthy thoughts I had of her; I'd just pictured Kaia's mouth on me and not Carly's.

"Yes." I ripped the shirt from the floor, quickly pulling it over my head.

"I can go with you." She smiled, wiggling into her pants. Her large, round tits bounced as she hopped around. "And then we can finish what we started."

I snorted a laugh. "Yeah, no. You have to go, but maybe another time." We both knew there wouldn't be another time.

Since the day Kaia and her family moved in, we had never been left alone. Never. Not purposely; it just never worked out like that. Eight of us lived in this house, plus houseguests and friends. The house was always full. So now I was going to pick her up by myself and bring her back to an empty house.

"Are you serious?" she snarled. I was one hundred percent serious.

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