Page 53 of Hide and Sneak
She gasps when I grab her around the waist and pull her back against me. My hand grips her hair, tilting her head back as I put my mouth to her ear. “I’m going to eat your pussy until you beg me to stop.” Her eyes fall closed as her breathing increases. I love how turned on she gets for me. “You have ten minutes while I shower. I want you in my room naked and waiting for my tongue.”
Turning to face me, she slips her hand down the front of my pants, stroking over my hardening cock. “I won’t beg.”
Such confident words. “We’ll see.”
She withdraws her hand with a grin and steps away.
I’ve never washed and rinsed so fast in my life. Lila is independent and bossy which is half of what makes me want her. I love that she’s probably arguing with herself over whether to do what I said despite the fact that we want the same thing. I’m eager to see if she’s waiting naked in my bed. Or if I’ll be throwing her over my shoulder to take her there.
Either way, It’s going to be a good night.
The only article of clothing I bother putting on is underwear. Both my door and Lila’s are closed. I feel like a kid at Christmas when I open mine. My gift lies sprawled on the bed, her legs spread. She’s not naked, but close enough, wearing only a tiny pair of G-string panties.
My mouth dries up at the sight of her as I close my door behind me. “I said naked.”
“I don’t take orders. You should know that about me. If you want me naked, come take them off.”
Oh, she’s asking for it. My cock is already hard but it’s going to have to wait. She’s earned some teasing for her stubbornness. I crawl up and plant a kiss on her soft inner thigh. Taking my time, I kiss the other one as well, making my way up.
She looks down at me, and her tongue wets her lips as I run one finger from the top of the cloth downward. I trace through the creases of her legs. Then back over her pussy. She presses her hips forward, trying to get some pressure on her clit.
Her breath catches when I kiss her in that same spot through the thin cloth. She hooks her fingers in her waistband and starts to pull them down, but I stop her. “No, you didn’t want to take them off. Now you can wait.”
She opens her mouth to protest but lets out a little moan instead as I push the material aside and slip a finger insideher. “You’re so wet. You’ve been thinking about this all day too, haven’t you?”
She doesn’t get a chance to answer. The sound of the front door closing makes both of us freeze. Amos’s voice fills the hallway, followed by Mandy’s laugh. What the hell is he doing here?
Lila pulls away from me and scrambles off the bed, her eyes wide. “Oh no. He can’t find me in your room!” She looks around like a trapped animal, then darts into the closet.
I hear Amos call Lila’s name then open her door. A moment later, he knocks on mine. Our clothes are scattered over my floor, and my dick is trying to burst out of my underwear. Why didn’t I buy a lock for that damn door? Without another plan, I scramble into the closet with Lila and pull it shut.
“What are you doing?” she hisses. “It’s your room!”
“I panicked!”
“Our cars are in the driveway. He’ll know we aren’t—” Her words are cut off by my palm as Amos pops my door open.
“Looks like we have the place to ourselves,” Amos remarks. “Do you want a drink?”
“There’s only one thing I want,” Mandy replies.
Silence follows for a few seconds until the familiar sound of Dusty’s bark breaks it. Lila’s hand wraps around my wrist, squeezing as a shadow runs along the bottom crack of the door. He’s sniffing at the closet like it’s full of meat and he’s never eaten a day in his life. He’s going to give us away. What the hell am I going to say if that door opens and I’m standing here in my underwear with his nearly naked sister?
We were playing hide and seek and got hot?
Burglars stole our clothes and locked us in the closet?
We were both sleepwalking?
“Aw! Look at the puppy,” Mandy coos. Dusty abandons his inspection of the closet in favor of her attention. “You’re such a cutie.”
“He’s a terror. Lila isn’t going to like you dragging her clothes around the house,” Amos says. What a great explanation for the mix of clothing on my floor. Thank you, Dusty. “Out you go.”
I hear my door shut and the room goes silent. Thank fuck. My hand is on the knob to open the closet when Amos speaks again. “Get comfortable, baby. I’ll put some music on.”
Is this asshole seriously going to have sex on my bed?
A second later,Love is a Bitchby Two Feet begins to play.
