Page 65 of Voracious

She grins over her shoulder at me, then I watch her every move as she sets up.

“Explain this to me,” I say, flicking the bucket of liquid while Stacey pulls her hair into a high, tight ponytail, before wrapping it into a secure bun at the top of her head.

“It’s a fire-retardant gel to stop my skin from burning.”

I tilt my head as she rubs the gel over her hands and arms. I watch her,mesmerisedby her beauty while I lie on my side, the studio’sLEDssettling on a red glow. Stacey then studies her staffs.

“So you won’t go up in flames? Where’s the fire extinguisher, just in case?”

She shakes her head with a smile that lights up her face. “I won’t go up in flames. The training I’ve had involves a lot of safety procedures. The flames will simply lick my skin.”

“Sounds hot.”

“It definitely feels hot,” she says. “Are you sure you don’t want to go meet your friends? Base might actually hunt you down and force you to go play pool with them.”

“He’ll survive. I’m sure he’s still moping over the factLuciellaisn’t replying to his texts. He’ll be a bottle of vodka deep and flirting with a wall.”

Stacey grins again while she sets up the floor, making sure nothing is in the way, then starts her stretches. “I think she’ll give in one day.”

“Hmm.”

I’m not paying attention to her words as she lowers into a side split and bends her body forward, grabbing her foot and resting her head there. The position makes her ass more defined than it already is, and I want to bury my face between her cheeks.

She won’t let me though. Apparently, that part of her body is out of bounds to my face and my dick.

We were each other’s firsts for everything, so sue me for trying to take her ass virginity too. I stare at it as she shifts her splits to the other side, then the front. She gets on all fours and pushes back, and I picture myself peeling her little panties down and sinking my tongue deep inside her.

She’s been insatiable lately. Even I’m struggling to keep up with her half the time. I’m getting texts to meet in a spare room, a bathroom, in the woods on the grounds, or here in the studio. If I’m not fucking her, my face is between her legs. If she isn’t bouncing over my cock, I have her bent over the closest flat surface.

I fingered her in the kitchen while my family was literally outside. I fucked her in the pools, both indoor and outdoor. The latter was fucking freezing by the way – I’m surprised I even got hard. But we were both drunk and fooling around.

She seems to like sucking me off while I’m smoking a joint. We both cut off cigarettes, but as soon as I build a J, she’s already tying her hair back and dropping to her knees.

I’ve been stoned a lot lately.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve fucked her in my car, and we only got back from Greece two weeks ago. Before I left to spend the weekend with my dad, she crawled under the duvet and sucked my cock until I pinned her down and had her digging her heels into my thighs to push into her tight cunt.

Fuck, now I want to hear her scream.

“I’m going to start now,” Stacey tells me. “I used the song you recommended – did I tell you?” She presses play on her phone, and the dark version of “Can’t Help Falling in Love” byTommeeProfittbegins.

A proud smile pulls at my lips. “I knew you’d choose that one. The other was too fast.”

Stacey walks to the side of the room to light her equipment as the song plays from start to end very quietly. “I’ll try the routine with the fire staff first, then I’ll try the dart rope or the fans. I’m not as experienced with the fans though. If I’m going to do this routine in front of thousands, then I want to make sure it’s perfect.”

My girl makes me proud. She did routines in the background during the show in October and someone spotted her. A few days ago, she received an email, an offer to perform with the CarnivalKrazein London as a fire dancer in May.

She hasn’t accepted the offer yet; she wants to make sure it’s something she can actually do. Stacey talks herself down a lot, and has a lot of confidence issues, but if she looked at herself the way I do, the way the kids and adults she teaches do, she’d see how fucking amazing and inspirational she is.

Luciellainsists daily that she should take the offer, usually with capital letters. She’s pushy, my dear sister, but she means well.

She’s coming home on Sunday. Five days from now. That’s when we’re going to tell her about us. Fucking finally. Stacey is ready, and she feels that the first person to know should be her best friend – my twin sister.

I’m ready to tell everyone she’s fucking mine and I belong to her. You see that girl there? Mine. All mine.

Dad said I should calm the fuck down when I told him the plan at the weekend.

She stands in the middle of the room with a red LED glow surrounding her, the orange and yellow hues from the flames flickering her shadow around us. Her eyes zero in on my crotch. “Are youhard?”

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