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As we get near our safehouse, I fight the urge to turn and go back to Annabel. I have to be strong, and I have to do the right thing. Especially after lashing out at my brother like that. But I can’t stop thinking about her sweet ways. It doesn’t seem real, and we didn’t even get to say goodbye. I grind my teeth as I think about how plush she’d looked, all wrapped up in lace and silk. So classy, so pure, and so curvy. I can’t believe I didn’t get to kiss those lips one last time. Thinking of it makes my cock jerk, but there will be no satisfaction this time.
By the time we arrive at the stronghouse, I’ve thought about her so much that my hard-on is painfully pressing against the tightness of my pants. I immediately make my way toward our quarters, but Burke holds me back with a tight expression on his face.
“Where are you going? We need to tell the crew what happened,” he states, frowning.
“I’ll be right there,” is my bark. “I just need a minute.”
Pulling away, I stalk to our quarters before locking myself in the small cubicle of the bathroom. Fuck. What I’d meant was, I just need to blow off some steam. The longer I’m away from Annabel, the more I realize our loss. At the time, I’d been in survival mode, but now that the shots have been called and we’re about to deal with the consequences of our decisions, the reality of the situation comes crashing down on me. Fury courses through my veins, and frustration fuels my breathing. My hard-on rages for her. Our princess.
Clenching my teeth in anger and disappointment, I reach into my pants as I lean with one hand up against the tiles of the bathroom. My cock is rock-hard and dying for Annabel. Plus, she’d looked divine tonight in that filmy slip of nothing. We never even got a chance to enjoy that. To rip off that pretty little lace night dress and fill her up like we usually do. Fuck me.
“Annabel,” I whisper her name, tasting it on my lips. I close my fist around my throbbing rod and remember what it was like to have it enclosed by her tight, virginal pussy, and her even tighter, even more virginal ass. Her pretty little mouth, sucking my shaft into her throat so deep she was able lick my balls. I start pumping my rod as I visualize her huge, soft tits and the way they’d swayed and bounced while Burke and I fucked her. She’d come so hard with both of our cocks inside her that her ass had actually convulsed around my cock as she cried out in pleasure.
I pump harder, my face a mask of agony. Will I ever fuck that pretty mouth again as I watch my brother pound her so hard in the ass it makes her squirt like a hose? My balls clench up tight up against my ass cheeks as I feel the semen boiling inside. I groan at the memory of her soft curves and the way her ass jiggled at the impact of us fucking her. I remember the arch of her back as we took her on all fours, her huge tits swaying down below her, the large nipples tight and hard. I squeeze my cock harder as I pump faster, but my hand will never be as snug around my cock as Annabel’s bottom. The way she’d milked me so good, making me burst with a roar.
I’m furious and horny and sad as I jerk my cock harder and harder, thinking of all the ways I’d have liked to have said goodbye to our princess. But as my balls convulse and the cum starts pumping, it’s a whole new scenario I’m imagining. We’re here in the safehouse, in our quarters. I’m on my back, and she’s covered in oil, lying on me with her back on my torso, her ass impaled on my cock as I slide her up and down it, milking my cock. And above her is Burke, pumping her pussy at the same time. He’s kissing her while I caress those huge tits. The three of us are one perfect symbiosis, moving and sliding together as we all come with fervent relief. I groan as semen shoots out of my cock and sprays in thick ropes all over my abs and pecs. I keep pumping as I erupt forcefully, my balls convulsing against my hand every time it’s at the base.
Slowly, my breathing stills. I grasp my shaft, feeling my heartbeat through the thick veins of the rod, still throbbing and convulsing from my intense orgasm. I thought doing this would make me feel better, but instead, I’m more miserable. My eyes flicker open, taking in the bare, white bathroom, and my heart crumples. I’ll never be by the presence of an angel here.
