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Chapter Five
‘C’
Call it Twin Tuition, or just good ol’ brotherhood, but he—my brother—knew. How important, vital, this is to me. That he’d find a way to be “all right” with it, whereas I’d never come to peace.
So, he’d left the room… and me standing bedside, drinking her in—the bounce of her full, round breasts with every shallow breath; each fidget, rubbing her legs together in nervous modesty, and her auburn hair splayed out in a halo—my Emery.
His too.
Ours.
But right now, and this first of many times to come… the oneI can never have again or replicate… she’s mine.
I climb on the bed and ease my body down over hers, my dick twitching in response to her breathy sigh. Finally. Flesh on flesh. Hard nipples poking my chest. Flushed cheeks and trembling lips.
She’s perfection.
Pushing myself up just enough, I start at her flat lil’ tummy, kissing a trail over the tiny flutters therein, and up to her neck. She purrs as her head lolls back, giving me full access to lick and nip along her throat while running my fingers up her arms… pulling them above her head. Trapped there, right where I want them—my left hand holding both her wrists.
“Please,” my sweet girl mewls, twining her sexy legs around my waist. “Make love to me.”
Aside from her ‘I do’ or my child’s first cry as he or she enters the world, no words or sound will ever compare.
I force myself to calm down, taking a deep inhale of self-control—not about to rush this or hurt her—and snake my free hand between us, lining up with her warm, wet pussy. Watching, choking on my groan as I slowly rock my hips and ease inside her with tamed thrusts.
“Oh, oh God, you feel wonderful. Big, but wonderful. More. Harder. Faster. Please. I need it,” she softly begs, a tinge of pain in her tone of pleasure.
Well I have to use both hands now, so I release hers and grab her under the thighs, hoisting them up, wide apart and pushing back ‘til her knees brush her ears. A. Beautiful. Sight. Rising to my own knees, I give my woman what she wants—burying myself so damn deep that my balls bounce off her ass. And again. Harder. Faster. Just like she asked… and then some.
I want so badly to tell her how amazing she feels, how much I love her, ask if I can mark her as mine… come in her… but I can’t, won’t, talk until-
Her hands rub up my arms, fingernails digging in as she gives them a squeeze. “Come down here with me. I want you close. Want your kiss, your voice in my ear. Need all of you…”
And then she says it, the next word panted is my name—mine—triggering something possessive, primal, irrational, inside me. With her dick-drunk coo echoing in my head, I attack. Mindful, some-fuckin-how, to bear most of my weight on my forearms, I blanket her body with mine and fill her, fuck her, the drive of my hips savage.
“Say it again,” I demand, strained but insistent. “My name, again. Who’s fuckin’ you, Emery? Whose cock’s shredding your tight lil’ pussy?” She turns her head into the mattress, muffling the cry of my name, then grabs onto my hair. “Can’t ever let him know that you knew, but fuck if I don’t love it.” I push the blindfold up and off, her eyes quickly adjusting to the change and locking on mine. “Hey, my love.”
She gives me a lazy smile, her breathing staggered as I continue slowly pumping in and never-fully-out of her. “Hey back,” she whispers, one hand cupping my cheek. “My love. You are. I do. I love you. So much.”
“I love you, too. And, now that I can talk, I can tell you just How. Goddamn. Good. You feel,” I grunt my praise as I pick up speed. “Soft, swollen, tight as hell heat. Your juicy little pussy’s so fuckin’ perfect.”
She clenches around me and tugs my head down, raising hers up to meet me halfway, shoving her tongue in my mouth. Delicate lovemaking forgotten by both of us, she starts giving as good as she’s getting, and we fuck. Straight-up wild animalism—skin slapping against sweaty skin, her groaned filth as lewd as mine—beyond fucking amazing. Dying to watch her ass cheeks jiggle for me, I flip her over and she scrambles onto her hands and knees, unasked. Yanking on her hips, I hike that fine ass higher in the air, dipping my head to eat at her… pulling back before she can come.
“No,” she whines. “I was-”
I ram into her from behind, getting in a few fast, brutal pumps before leaning over to find her ear. “About to come?” I growl. “I’ll let you come, but it’s gonna be on my cock. Now, Emery, come now, all the fuck over me.”
With a beautiful cry, she unravels for me, her hot gush and wringing muscle spasms taking me with her. I slam home one last time and trap her tight against me, until the very last pulse of my dick fills her full of my cum, then haul her down with me as I collapse onto my back; her limp, damp body draped over mine. “Love you so damn much, Emery,” I mumble through the kiss I lay on her temple. “Never leaving us. You’re ours, mine, now. Moving you in here tomorrow.”
“Okay.” She lifts her head, worry I don’t like one damn bit in her eyes. “What about-”
I laugh, pulling her closer to get in one last kiss… for now. “No need to finish that sentence, sweet girl. I’m going; before he kicks down the damn door. Our secret, remember. Watch anything you do or don’t say. It’d kill him.”
“Of course.” She nods. Not even sure why I said it—she loves him far too much to need reminding.
“Have to ask, though; need to know for myself. When’d you figure out it was me?”
Her lips curve into a dazzling smile, eyes twinkling with pride… delighted in knowing how much her answer will mean to me. “The second he shut the door.”
Fuck… she always says the right thing... in just the right way.
Looks like my brother’s just gonna have to wait a lil’ longer. Or come on in. Whichever. But I’m not going a damn place.
