Page 45 of A Very Miller-Cooper Life

I licked my lips.This is when it gets good.“Anything.”

“Move the phone down between your legs to a spot where I can watch you touch yourself but you can still see the phone to watch me touch myself at the same time.”

Good lord. For as sexy as that sounded, I didn’t feel quite as sexy as I fumbled around trying to figure out the perfect position to put the phone in so everyone could see what they needed to, and I’d still be able to get the job done. Luckily, after a minute or so of trying different positions, I finally found one that worked. It apparently didn’t take Reagan as long so she already had the phone directed right at her center, which was already glistening.

Without another word, we both began touching ourselves. I watched Reagan run her fingers through her folds as I did the same thing. I imagined the fingers I was watching onthe screen were the fingers touching me right now. I let myself believe that I was touching the beautiful woman I was watching.

I moved my fingers up to massage my clit and picked up the pace when I noticed Reagan doing the same thing. I was already finding it hard to catch my breath and my clit was throbbing underneath my fingers, so I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

I was somehow able to push out words between my deep heaving breaths to let Reagan know what I needed. “Inside. Go inside.”

I almost forgot what I was doing as I watched Reagan shove two fingers deep inside of herself. I lost the ability to think as she moved those fingers in and out, first slowly and then much faster. After a moment, my pounding center reminded me that I had stopped touching myself.

I used two fingers to mimic exactly what Reagan was doing. I had to fight to keep my eyes open because it felt so damn good I could hardly take it. There was no way I was going to miss the moment she hit just the right spot and sent herself over the edge though. Luckily, it only took a few more thrusts for that to happen. Reagan’s body shook as her fingers stilled. Watching her come was enough to push me over the edge and soon I was screaming out in pleasure.

I dropped my phone and let my body fall flat against the bed. “Holy shit,” I said when I finally caught my breath.

“Holy shit is right,” Reagan said with a laugh. “I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”

“Apparently I need to work a little harder the next time we’re together, if you’re givingyourselfthe best orgasm.”

“Trust me, babe. That was all you. My fingers were at your body’s will.”

“Well, thank you, because that’s exactly what I needed. Lunch went even better than I expected, but that doesn’t meanthere weren't some awkward moments. I’m feeling refreshed and ready for part two now.”

“Part two of what?” Reagan asked, the sexual innuendo dripping from her voice.

“Unfortunately, not the part two I wish I could have. That will have to wait until I get home. Right now, I have to get ready. I’m sure my mom is going to want to talk to me before we meet my aunt for dinner.”

“Definitely holding you to part two, but have fun tonight.”

“Thanks! Have fun with my brother.”

Reagan pushed her bottom lip out in an exaggerated frown. “I’ll try, but he’s not nearly as hot as you.”

“Goodbye, Reagan.”

Reagan blew me a kiss before ending the call. As predicted, my mom came to my room an hour before dinner so we could discuss lunch and make a plan (her words, not mine) for dinner. In the end, I reminded her she just needed to be herself and not overthink anything, which is exactly what she seemed to do.

With most of the awkwardness out of the way, dinner went even better than lunch had. My mom and Aunt Patty even started to make plans for future get-togethers.

“Charlotte, didn’t you say the kids wanted to have their birthday party at the skating rink close to your house this year?” my mom asked as we ate dessert. “You must invite your aunt.”

Funny since you are the same woman who told me not to invite her in the past.“That’s what they had agreed on after the last time we took them there, but it’s still a few months away, so that could definitely change.” I smiled across the table at my aunt. “But my mom is right. Whatever we end up doing, you should definitely come.”

The smile that spread across my aunt’s face could have lit up the darkest night. “I’ll be there.”

Chapter 11

Reagan

It was a rare occasion when the triplets all agreed on something, so I was shocked when they not only came to an agreement on where to have their eighth birthday party, but also that none of them changed their minds after deciding. Roll ’N’ Rock Skating Rink was still the exact same as it had been when I was a kid, down to the multicolored flooring, graffiti-covered walls, and the smell of feet mixed with nachos.

I took a deep breath when we walked inside and let all of the sensations overtake me. “Every time we’re here it’s like coming home again.” I nudged Charlie and pointed to a dark booth in the corner. “Did I ever tell you that that was the spot where I first made out with a girl?”

Charlie rolled her eyes at me. “Only every single time we come here. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you wish you had married… What was her name? Oh yeah—Constantine Clarke.”

“Ah yes. Sadly, that was never going to happen since I found out after we made out that Constantine was only using me to get some guy’s attention.”

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