Page 16 of Pretend I'm Yours
I start by kissing her right ankle before sliding her leg up toward her bottom, then do the same with her left. “Look at you,” I whisper in awe that I’m the lucky man chosen to have this woman in my bed, every inch of her a masterpiece of design. Lying flat with my head between her thighs, I say, “Remember the first time we were together?” I raise a brow, hoping she’ll play along.
She nods, her eyes big and round. “I remember. You…I…”
“You snuck out of your house when your dad was asleep”—so fucking not sorry, Boyd—“and met me at mine and Kason’s apartment.” I’d been so jealous when she snuck out to see Kason on her own, especially when I saw how cozy they were with hersitting on his lap so they’d both be in frame, his muscular chest bare. I wanted to be there with them.
“Yes,” she squeaks. She doesn’t know what to do with her hands, fisting the sheets, then her pillow, then back to the sheets.
I hook my arms around her tense thighs, pulling them farther apart. “You weren’t supposed to be there. Not on your own. And definitely not with barely a scrap of clothing on. Just a T-shirt that barely covered your ass and those sexy boots of yours.”
I part her pussy lips with my tongue, groaning at the taste of her. I’d sucked my middle finger after I touched her that one and only time in her bedroom, but to sip from the source is all the more pleasurable. Dragging my nose and tongue up, my breath is hot and heavy when I find her clit and circle the small bud.
“But you had to come over,” I say. “You knew my back was hurting, and you wanted to help me.”
Corinne moans, her hands now gripping her hair. “You needed me.”
“Mmhmm. Kason and I didn’t even have a couch at the time, so we had to lie on my bed to watch our show while you worked out my knots. We had to be quiet because Kason fell asleep,” I whisper, rubbing my palm in a circle on the mattress to the left of her curvy hip. My cock grows harder at the thought of him in bed with us, and I don’t try to fight what feels natural, as scared as that makes me.
Corinne reaches out, rubbing the empty spot, too, as if she knows he belongs here with us. Lifting her hips, she bucks her pussy into my mouth when I suction my lips around her clit, making her writhe.
I ease back and whisper, “Remember what you asked me when I sat up after you finished massaging my back?”
“Your dick was hard. It looked like it hurt, so I…I asked you if you needed me to massage anything else in case you were still in pain.”Now, she’s got it, fully locked in.
“And I did, didn’t I?” I give her pussy one last kiss, then sit up on my knees, scooting closer, my cock hard and bobbing, though I refuse to touch it. “I’m still in pain,” I say as if we’re truly in the old apartment, no longer playing pretend.
She skims her bottom lip with her teeth, leaving it plump and red. “I want to help you.”
“Not with this, sugar. You’re my niece.”Fuck me, why is that suddenly so hot?
“Exactly. I love you, so I want to help.” Her hand shakes when she reaches for me, and we both suck in a breath when she circles her fingers around my shaft.
“No, you shouldn’t touch me there.” I grab her knees and buck up into her tight fist. “Your dad will kill me if he finds out. And who knows what Kason would do if we woke him up.”
“Please, Uncle Declan,” she says in a whispered, breathy voice, looking off to the side as if checking to see that Kason is still asleep. Then she gives me big, round doe eyes and begins stroking me up and down. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. It’ll be our secret.”
“Ok,” I say with a pained groan. “But just this once.” When Corinne pouts, I point at her and say, “I mean it, young lady.”Ah, shit!I suddenly dig my fingers into her knees, cum spurting from the slit in my crown, painting her torso, her mouth dropped open in shock. “Shit, shit, that’s it,” I say as she continues to stroke me. I fall over her, bracing my hands high on the mattress over her shoulders to finish cumming on her tits. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make such a mess.”At least notoutsideof her pussy. I grind my teeth, sitting back on my knees, shoving my hands through my hair.
Part of me forgot this really was her first time being with a man, because Corinne swipes her thumb and first two fingers of her right hand through the cum on her abdomen and lifts her hand, rubbing her fingers together before pulling them apart.
“Wow. I didn’t know it would…shoot out of you like that,” she says. “It’s so warm.”
My softening dick jerks the more she stares at it. “Do you ever touch yourself, sugar? When you’re alone at night in your little bed?”
“Touch myself…?”
“Here,” I say, spreading her pussy lips with my thumbs. “Ever put your fingers in your pussy and make yourself cum?”
Her cheeks burn red when she says, “Yes.”
“Show me.”
She’s shy as she snakes her left hand down her stomach, and I catch it. “Use your right hand.”
“But if I do that, I’ll get some of your cum inside me.”
“Do it,” I whisper.
My heart pounds in my chest when she lowers her sticky hand to her pussy, barely pushing my cum knuckle deep inside her.
