Page 61 of Craving You
I whine and bang my head back against the wall.“Damnit, Cameron,” I pout when he moves the jet of water.
“Look.At.Me,” he speaks.I lift my head to look at him and he moves the jet back, making a moan escape me.“What do you want?It’s just me and you.”
“I want to…help you,” I choke out.He smiles, gently grabbing my hand.He has me wrap my fingers around his cock before covering my hand with his.I tighten my grip, and he groans deeply.I keep eye contact with him as we start to move, stroking his cock.After a second, he moves his hand to cover my mouth.I’m not confused at all when he drops the sprayer and shoves his fingers inside of me.My eyes roll back, and I moan against his hand when he curls them just right and starts to fuck me with them.
I grab his hip and pull him closer as I quicken my pace.This suddenly turns into a contest to see who can make the other come first.He moves his fingers inside of me and I nearly collapse.I am losing this silent war, and he knows it.
“Look at my slutty little sister… Coming on her big brother’s fingers,” he taunts.“If you wanted to be my little whore, all you had to say was please, Lori.”
“Fuck, Cam,” I moan softly.I go to lay my head back and he grabs my face.
“No.Eyes on me, little sister.I want you to know exactly who is making you feel good,” he growls.“Now, come for me, Lori.”
“It feels so good,” I choke.My pussy tightens around him as I grow closer, and he pushes deeper.“Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it.That’s my girl,” he coaxes.“Come for me, pretty girl.I want it, Lori… There you go.Oh, that’s good, baby.So good.”
When my orgasm starts to fade, I surprise us both when I push him back and go to my knees.“Lori, I… Oh fuck,” he groans when I wrap my lips around his cock and suck.I grab the sprayer and point it at my pussy.When the jet hits my clit, I groan and take him down my throat to suck hard.I focus on the pleasure and take it all out on Cameron.He keeps his hand on my head and watches as I get us both off.
When my orgasm hits me, I groan around his cock and the vibrations send him spiraling into his own.I take him deep and swallow as he drains his cock down my throat.
As soon as I pull away, he pulls me up and pushes me back against the wall.“I am so goddamn addicted to you; I will happily burn in hell knowing I have already enjoyed heaven.”
“I… I think I just cheated,” I say quietly.
“No, Remy is… a bad influence,” he says.
“I am not,” Remy says from the shower door.I instantly tear up and Cam steps aside so Remy can get to me.He smiles softly as he takes my face in his hands.“That… was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen.”
“What?”I ask tearfully.
“Something about you on your knees sucking off your big brother does it for me,” he says as he picks me up and presses me back against the wall.
“Jesus, why are you so big?!”I groan as he slides his cock into me.I loop my arms around his neck as he starts to drive into me.“Fuck, that’s good, Remy.”
Cameron watches us and looks hungry.He has a slight smirk playing on his lips and every time our eyes meet, the less I am able to hold back my desire than I once was.I know it’s wrong to want my brother.I know I will burn for this, but I don’t care.
By the time Remy is about to come, I am a mess.He has moved me to lie on the bench and has my feet on his shoulders so he can drive into me.I am begging him for more because it’s the only words I can manage.He groans and pushes deep to drain his cock inside of me.
When he pulls out and starts cleaning me, I am breathing heavily and trying to teach myself how to form words again.
“What happened to the detectives?”I ask.
“They had to take a call.They finished Matthew’s autopsy, so they said it’d be a while for that report,” Remy says as he pulls me up to stand.
“Oh,” I say.“I’m going to go run away now.”
“Nope,” Remy says, as he grabs my wrists and pulls me under the water.It’s hotter than what he would normally put it at, and that makes me smile.Cam starts washing my hair, and I tip my head back and close my eyes.
“Are you going to make me talk?”I ask.
“Not right now,” he says.“Just relax.”
“The water is nice,” I remark after a beat.
“I won’t let you boil yourself, but we can meet in the middle,” he says.“You understand why, yes?”
“No,” I admit.
