Page 4 of Mistaking Stone

With the dress now bunched around her waist, I can’t believe she’s riding around in the front seat of my car topless, exposing anyone who pulls up alongside us.It’s quite a turn-on actually and I can’t help but wonder what else she might be inclined to do before we make it there.

“If you must know, your brother and I...we’ve never...never actually fucked.”

My foot slips off the accelerator.Thank goodness it’s dark and she can’t see the expression on my face.Yeah, right.I wasn’t born yesterday.

“You don’t believe me?”she asks and turns in the seat so she’s facing me.

“Would you believemeif I said something similar?”

“Probably not.But it’s true.Every time we’d start to get serious,” she pauses, a hint of reservation in her voice.“Oh God, this is so embarrassing.”

Saving her the trouble, I reply, “If you don’t already know, Turner Arlington has a drinking problem.”I’m sure if he were sober long enough, he’d fuck her any and all ways possible.Unfortunately, he can’t leave the alcohol alone long enough to find out what she’s capable of .I’m surprised she’s hung onto to him as long as she has.

Pulling my jacket up to cover her chest, she says, “I figured as much.Doesn’t do much for a girl’s ego though.”

I surprise her though and shove the jacket back down.“No.Don’t cover them up.I like looking at them.”

And with that, I snatch the car off the side of the road and shift it into park.

Chapter Three

Iunfasten my seatbeltand flick the metal buckle behind me, not wasting any time coming up out of the seat.Placing my hand against her jaw, I carefully turn her face towards me.“Bree,” I whisper, my lips so close to hers I can feel her warm breath on my face.“My brother is bad for you.”

“But you’re not?”she purrs.

I could be, but that’s not up for me to decide.“I’m probably twice your age.”

“Your point?”she says and slips her tongue inside my mouth.

I’ve never been with a woman this young, but maybe there’s a thing or two she could teach me.On second thought, nah.There’s nothing she could do for me I’ve not already experienced before.

Placing both hands on the sides of my face, she tilts her head back exposing more of her neck and bare chest.I hear her gasp for air the moment my tongue makes contact with her skin.She started this expedition, and I’m damn sure going to enjoy it while I can.

I feel Bree shudder when I grab onto her left tit.Gentle yet firm, I wrap my hand around the raised area and give it a gentle squeeze.No doubt, her titties are quite small, probably the smallest I’ve ever grazed my hands over, but that doesn’t mean they don’t deserve any less attention.I remind myself that while she may not be blessed here, she’ll more than make up for it somewhere else.

I tug her nipple with my thumb and forefinger, then pinch it ever so softly.

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