Page 64 of Nocturnal Sins
With a growl, I yanked her hair hard so that her chin pointed at the blue sky. She was playing a dangerous game and she knew it. We both knew it. We were supposed to keep our relationship under wraps but the fire between us was too hot. The flames consumed us both leaving behind nothing that resembled logic.
“I’m not wearing panties,” she whispered. Rocky gravel crunched beneath the balls of her feet as she stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. My eyes raked over Samira’s dangerous curves and lingered on the pert tits and hard nipples beneath her sheer white tank top.
Normally we had the cover of the night to sin beneath. Nobody knew I was fucking my step-sister. We were quickly losing our cover though because the deeper we fell for each other, the less we cared about who saw us.
I stepped over to the backdoor leading into the kitchen and called inside, “Yo, Pop…Marco, I’m taking my fifteen.” I looked at Sammie and ran a hand over my chin. “Might be twenty.” Excitement gripped me as we locked fingers and moved to the chain link fence out of view of the restaurant.
Her body crashed against the metal with a clink and in seconds her legs were wrapped around my middle, and her ankles locked behind me. Every kiss I stole from her sweet lips ignited something so deep inside me I couldn’t control myself.
Determined to slip inside of her, I yanked the fabric between her thighs to the side and freed my cock. Should I have pinned her to the fence behind Pop’s in broad daylight?
No.
But Samira was more potent than drugs. She made me lose my senses and I didn’t care. Being with her was an escape to something far more perfect than anything this world had to offer.
I pinned her dainty wrists above her head and thrust into her wetness. I covered her mouth with mine to stop the moans. I wanted to swallow her passion. Even with our lips fused, I could still hear the way she tried to call my name.
It was full of love I didn’t know if I deserved. She treated me like a king. Like I hung every star in the sky. If I was able to I would though, if it meant seeing her face light up I’d burn my fingers to the bone hanging balls of fire in the sky for her.
They still wouldn’t shine brighter than her though. The way she shone when she was happy was enough to make the fucking sun jealous. It made me want to keep her happy no matter what.
“I love you,” I muttered against her dewy neck. My words were followed by my lips and tongue and she made a noise that told me she loved me too. I knew she did though. She didn’t have to say anything. It was in the way she looked at me.
Sammie’s tight pussy swallowed my cock whole and I squeezed my eyes shut so I could hold on for a few moments longer inside of her. She set her foot down on the ground and I lifted her other leg up so I could dig deeper.
The fence bounced and whined beneath our motions. “I’m gonna cum all over your dick, Santana,” she panted, her nails piercing my shoulders.
“Cum for me, Princess.” I knew my teeth would leave angry possessive marks on her flawless skin but I didn’t care. She was sweeter than the ripest fruit. I needed to have her. I needed to taste her. Always.
The more I made love to her, the more I realized it had always been her. She’d always been the one who caught my eye. I’d just been too blind to pay attention. Too caught up in rules.
Fuck that.
Fuck the rules.
I was in love with Samira and nobody would ever be able to tell me it wasn’t right.
Sammie melted all over my dick like a slick, sweet popsicle in the sun. I pressed my forehead against hers and stared into her green eyes. They blazed so bright and so intense I came in no time. I’d never seen her look so possessive before but it was sexy as fuck.
“Mine,” she growled hungrily. She tugged me down to her level and kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. It was like candy so I made sure to suck on it just as slowly.
“All yours, Sammie.” I pulled out of her and watched with arrogant pride knowing she was full with my cum. I rubbed the back of my neck and let out a chuckle. “You’re going to end up pregnant if we keep fucking like this.”
“So? I mean…is that so bad?” She adjusted her tits in her bra and I fixated on the movement. My mind flitted to a little girl with eyes like emeralds and hair like honey.
“Nah, it’s actually the most beautiful thing I think I’ve ever imagined,” I told her honestly.
“Come on, Santana, I need you back in the kitchen. That lunch crowd is coming in.” Marco called out of the backdoor. I could see him from where I stood but the dumpster and a brick wall blocked his view of Sammie and me. We were on the other side of it all.
“Yeah, I’m coming,” I responded. I gripped Sammie’s waist in my hands and pulled her against my chest. “Sneak away from your little friends tonight. I’m serious.” I slid my index finger down the bridge of her nose and her cheeks burned a beautiful crimson. It made my heart knock harder against my chest.
“Okay,” she nodded.
“Good girl,” I slapped her ass and she sighed, shaking her head.
“You’re such a macho alpha, Santana.” She pulled away from me but I grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her back so I could kiss her forehead.
“I know, but you love me.” I winked at her and she pressed a hand to her chest before biting her lip. She knew that shit drove me crazy.
