Page 81 of Make You Mine

I bite my tongue, speeding up my fingers.

“More fingers.”

There’s no way. No way she’s asking for this.

“Such a greedy little slut, sis.”

She loosens my grip from her neck, separating my fingers and taking one as I watch her.

She picks my index finger and presses the tip of her mouth to it, licking, and pushing it all the way into her mouth, coating it with her saliva.

Blood rushes to my cock in seconds, sending a jolt of electricity to me as her mouth works my fingers.

“Fuck.”

She takes another one of my fingers and slides her tongue across it.

It’s when she’s on her third finger that I understand what she wants from me.

“Baby, if I’m gonna push three fingers into your pretty little pussy, I might as well make you ride my dick.”

She bites her bottom lip, her eyes half-closed. “Sounds like a great idea.”

She pulls her panties all the way down and tosses them aside, pushing me against the bed and sitting on me, rubbing herself over the bulge growing in my pants.

I groan.

Ruin her, that little voice in my head says, fueled by yearning.

Get the fuck away from her, another one pushes me. Don’t you dare taint her. You’re no good for her.

Fuck. If I give in, if I let her have her way with me and release my beast, I’ll destroy her.

“No.” I breathe heavily, holding back as warmth envelops me. “I’m not done with you yet.”

I can’t do that to her, take her virginity, like this, right now. No matter how much I want it.

She’s confused, needy, and so am I. She deserves her first time to be special.

But there’s something else I can give her, something that’ll leave her satisfied, at least for tonight.

I flip her around, exchanging our positions, and seize both her wrists, so she’s under me again.

Propping her legs open, I sink my head between her thighs.

She whimpers. “W-what are you doing?”

“Something I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for years.”

Her mouth shapes into an O, before the same sound follows.

It’s true. I’ve been dreaming of this moment since college, waiting for it to happen again. To get a taste of her.

My eyes darken as she lets me have my way with her, my tongue peeking out, greedy. My face is mere inches away from her beautiful pussy.

“I’ve had a long day, and I’m starving. Now, be quiet and let your older brother eat.”

The first lick is the most euphoric. My tongue slides cautiously along her needy cunt, pure honey invading my taste buds. Maddy’s pussy is a piece of heaven I’ve been depriving myself of.