Page 64 of Freaks Of Nature
“Shh.” I press my finger to her lips to cut her off. “We don’t want him to hear,” I say, nudging her mouth open with my bandana.
Emily catches my intent and complies, parting her lips for me to feed her more to keep her quiet.
Her breaths come strained, but she remains relaxed, drawing air through her nose.
“Just like that.” I let go of the cloth and open her legs to me. “I don’t want him waking up while I’m fucking you right here next to him in his bed.”
A whimper carries around the cloth as I slide my cock along her pussy.
I press a kiss to the hinge of her jaw. “Are you sore?” I ask, not indifferent to what we put her body through.
She shakes her headno, and I continue trailing more tender kisses down her neck, taking in the feel of her breasts against my chest.
I rock my hips slowly, breaching her opening with only the tip to get her ready.
It’s maddening.
I want to sink every inch into her, but I also want to feel her come. I can’t rush her body.
Mouth at her throat, I slide my palm to her ass, angling her hip better. “Spread your legs more for me, Emily,” I urge as I slide a little deeper this time before retreating again.
Emily releases a soft moan. Tongue swirling across her pulse point, I absorb every tremor my thrusts spur.
The motion of her hips meets mine until the glide turns smoother, and I know she’s ready to take me.
I pull back and give her a full thrust.
Another tremor rocks me. Buried to the hilt, I hold my breath, because I don’t want to miss this sound. Every time I plunge fully into her, she makes a little choking noise as if still taken off guard by the size of me assaulting her tight passage. But on my next harsh thrust, her body welcomes me, soft, slick, and ready to be claimed with a most primal need.
I speed up when I feel her fingertips scrape across my skin, digging in. “I love your nails on my back,” I growl, my face tucked into her neck.
Her muscles take on that preceding tremble before her climax, and a moment later her walls grip me tight, pulsing in an erratic rhythm around my cock.
She’s still coming when I pull out and flip her over. Hauling her onto her knees, I plunge into her again from behind, my rough fingers at her clit to keep her orgasm going.
I’m so fucking close.
“Don’t stop coming for me, baby girl. Squeeze my cock like you own it.”
Her tight pussy strangles me, and I relent. The lightning bolt shoots through me, sending ripples through my groin and thighs as I jerk into her.
Her smile meets me in the dark when I flip her back and pull the bandana out of her mouth.
Emily wraps her limbs around me, and I mold my body to hers. I don’t want to leave. I pretend that my brother is not right there. That it’s just us.
“How come Ash gets the bigger room?” she prompts, running her fingers through my hair and down my buzzed nape.
Tipping my head to the side, I hold her curious stare. “What makes you think his is bigger?”
“It has the adjoined bathroom. It’s a master suite, isn’t it?”
“It is.” But our rooms are nearly the same.
“So, why does he get the upgrade?”
Because unlike me, he occasionally has a girl over.
I shrug. “Older sibling clause, I guess. I never really cared before.”
