Page 68 of Bound by Family
“Do I look like I am?” A lone hair brushes against her forehead, and I swipe it off.
“Holy shit, that’s crazy.”
Shrugging my shoulder, I ask, “How’d your folks meet?”
“At a party. My mom came to the club with a friend of hers. She met my dad, and the rest was history … I never thought of that before.”
“Life has opportunities come and go. It’s if you take them and make them what you want, that’s the key.”And you, Bristyl, are my opportunity.
“When’d you get so smart?”
“I’m me. Take me as I am.”
“Arrogant ass and all?”
As answer, I crush her lips with mine. She responds instantly, our tongues warring as we move. She threads her fingers through my hair, then farther down to pull the tie out. Pushing her on her back, my hair falls over both of us, putting a shield around us, all the while our lips take from each other.
The heat in the room begins to turn up as I roam her body, grabbing her tits and touching every inch of her. Her lips rip away from mine, and she gasps for breath.
Trailing kisses down her neck and behind her ear, she squirms relentlessly under me. With one hand, she pushes at my chest, while she holds me in place by my hair with the other. She doesn’t know if she’s coming or going. Me, I know she’s coming.
Reaching down, I make quick work of unbuttoning her jeans and reaching below the fabric. It’s a tight fit, but I find her clit and begin stroking. The little nub is hard, but I want it pulsing and throbbing, begging for release.
“Cooper.” Her gasps are music to my ears.
I slow down the pace and strum it slowly, lifting her shirt and kissing her waist. Using my tongue, I lick around her belly button, then down to where my hand is, stopping and moving back up. She clutches my shoulders, her nails digging in.
“You’re gonna come so hard that everyone in this fuckin’ clubhouse will hear you scream my name.”
She whimpers, “Please.”
“Not good enough.” Releasing her, I pull off her jeans and underwear, tossing them to the floor. She helps with her shirt and bra.
As she lays in my bed, blonde hair splayed over my pillows, all I can think is,this is mine. She is mine, always. I want this vision to be there every morning when I wake up and every night when we sleep. This right here.
Lust, desire, passion, and so much more plays behind those eyes. I’m going to dig it all out of her.
I kneel on the bed, grasp her hips, and pull her pussy up to my face. She’s at an awkward angle, resting on her shoulders, but she manages. I support her all the way, taking the pressure off.
Her taste explodes in my mouth as I eat, and eat, and eat, making sure to stay away from her little nub. Without placing my fingers inside her, she doesn’t have enough to get off. Her cries only make my dick harder.
Opening my mouth, I take her entire pussy between my lips and suck hard.
“Oh, God!” she screams, clutching the bedding in her fists.
When I pull away and step away from the bed, her head pops up. “Don’t stop!”
The laugh bubbles over as I strip down my clothes and grab a condom, holding it in my hand. “Lips on my cock.”
To my utter pleasure, she moves quickly to the edge of the bed, then to her knees before me. Her eyes flutter up to mine as she grips my cock hard. I jolt from the pressure, then let out a moan. Damn, that feels good.
I watch with avid fascination as her tongue darts out, and she licks the underside of my cock from base to tip, then swirls the top. It twitches, making her smile. Then her lips surround me, and my knees buckle just a bit.
Beauty. That’s what this is. True beauty.
She fits me as far as she can, using her hand to help. Her suction is perfect, and the way she uses that damn tongue … hell.
Pulling away abruptly, her eyes meet mine. “Bed, now,” I tell her.
