Page 18 of Pretend I'm Yours
“O-Ok,” Corinne says, gasping for breath, then nudges the empty mattress where I should be. “Uncle Kason?” she whispers. “Wake up.”
I lose my breath and silently rush to undress.It’s now or never, my dream opportunity ready for me if I’m brave enough to take it. I slip through the door and duck to keep to the darkest shadows, then slide onto the bed as smoothly as I can. Turning my voice raspy as if I’d been asleep, I say, “I’m awake.”
Declan whips his head to the side, and Corinne snatches her hand back, shrieking, “Uncle Kason!”
I rub my eyes and smack my lips sleepily, then ask Declan, “Is it my turn yet?”
Declan gapes at me, frozen, his dick buried to the hilt inside Corinne.
Corinne clutches Declan’s back, her long nails digging into his skin. “What?”
“My turn for a massage.” I give her a lazy smile and scoot closer, pressing the length of my body against theirs, grinding my rock-hard cock against Corinne’s plump right hip. Propping my head up on my left hand, I kiss her cheek by the corner of her lips and hook my other hand under her knee, gently pulling it toward me so I can caress the inside of her thigh, the backs of my knuckles rubbing against Declan’s ribs.
Declan stares into my soul and visibly shivers when I drag my knuckles back down across his skin to the side of his firm ass before I lose my nerve and jerk my hand back up. He lifts his hips a few inches before driving deeper inside Corinne and says in a sexy, gravelly voice, “Just have to make our girl cum first, then you can have your turn.”
Corinne gasps, looking back and forth between us with hooded eyes, her heavy breasts swaying with each of Declan’s thrusts.
“What about you?” I ask Declan. I lightly nip Corinne’s shoulder while hooking her right leg over my side, spreading her wider so I can push my hand between her and Declan, my fingertips so unbearably close to her stretched pussy and Declan’s cock. “Are you going to cum?”
“Fuck, yes, I am,” Declan says.
It’s the boldest, scariest thing I’ve ever done when I find Corinne’s clit with my thumb, purposely spreading my index and middle fingers so Declan’s shaft is plunging between them every time he thrusts. It’s the first time I’ve touched any dick but my own, and I nearly cum knowing that it belongs to Declan and he isn’t pushing me away.
Corinne moans, “Oh god, Uncle Kason!” Her back bows, and she arches her neck as I strum her clit faster, my hand wet with their arousal.
Stretching up, I press a kiss to her lips and swallow her moans, my heart soaring when her tongue slips out to meet mine. “I love you so much, hon,” I say between kisses, continuing to work her clit. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
She combs her fingernails through my hair, pulling me as close as I can get to climbing on top of her without pushing Declan off. “Love you…always loved you, Uncle Kason,” she says, panting when she can no longer catch her breath long enough to kiss me. “Need you, too.”
“Lift your arm, hon,” I tell her, and when she does, I slip my head under it, pressing my nose into the side of her breast while my cock spits precum against her hip.
Declan throws his head back and sucks in a ragged breath, watching me with wild eyes as I adjust and kiss across Corinne’s tit until I’m millimeters away from taking her nipple in my mouth.
“I’m close, fuck, I’m too close,” he groans.
“What about you, hon?” I say, when I twist my head to face her, darting my tongue out to lick the bud of her nipple.
She swallows hard, twirling her fingers in my hair. “Almost there.”
I hum and circle her areola with my tongue. “Would this help?” I take her nipple deep into my mouth, careful with my teeth, and suck it as if nursing from her.
Corinne shoves my face closer with her hand on the back of my head, her body jerking as I pull and pull and pull as much of her breast as I can into my mouth.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she babbles, her hips jerking. Then her mouth drops open, her body curls and tenses, and, nearly choking onher scream, she hits her climax, arousal spilling out of her in a deluge of heat.
“You’re so gorgeous when you cum, sugar. I need…” Declan whimpers and bites his bottom lip when I twist my head to face him, his brows drawn up in the middle, unblinking as he stares at me with pleading eyes.
“Do you need a little help, too?” I ask.
He whimpers again, his big body vibrating, and I do what I’ve imagined so many times while lying in bed beside him all those years ago—I snake my hand down and between his thighs, which he spreads wider for me, to cup his warm, heavy balls, and give them a gentle tug.
“Kason!” he yells. “Harder, baby.”
My stomach flutters at him calling mebaby. I never imagined we would get this far in real life and not just in my wet dreams. Tugging on his balls in the cup of my pinky, ring finger, and thumb, I push my first two fingers farther back to rub against the velvety skin between his balls and asshole, applying steadier pressure.
With my heart in my throat, I tell Declan, “You know I love you, too. Now, cum for me, love.”
Declan’s eyes roll back in his head. “Love you, too, baby. Always. Have,” he chokes out between each rope of cum flooding Corinne’s pussy as his ass and thighs flex.
