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Alex’s finger slipped inside my wet cave and I shivered. He kept his thumb against my clit as his fingers slid in and out of my soaked hole. Fire was building in my lower belly and I kept my hands clenched in fists under the table so I wouldn’t move.
“Good girl,” Alex murmured under his breath, too low for Rebecca to hear. “Don’t move or I’ll stop.”
“I like steak,” Rebecca said. She frowned. “But I don’t know if I like Rob. He’s kind of a pig, isn’t he?”
Alex shrugged. With his unoccupied hand, he lifted his beer to his lips and drank. “It’s just a date, sis. It’s not like you’re signing away your life to him or anything like that.”
“I don’t know,” Rebecca said. She bit her lip.
Alex’s fingers moved faster and faster, his thumb stroking my clit like a vibrator. It felt so good that I could hardly breathe, and I could feel a powerful orgasm building in my lower belly. My nipples had stiffened into little pebbles of flesh and they brushed against the cott
on of my dress, only furthering the delightful torment that Alex was inflicting on me.
I spread my legs even further, until the fabric of my underwear was cutting into the sides of my body. I didn’t care. The pleasure growing between my legs was becoming too powerful to ignore. When my orgasm hit, I gasped and held my breath. The delicious, by-now-familiar sensations brought a torrent of orgasmic pleasure to my body and I clutched the table as I trembled and shook.
Alex pulled his hand away just as the waves were starting to fade. He licked his lips and smirked at me.
“So, double date with Rob some time next week,” Alex said, getting to his feet. He lifted his fingers to his nose and sniffed, keeping his eyes locked with mine the whole time. “When are you free, Molly?”
“Hey,” Rebecca said. “We have totally different schedules you know!”
“Yeah, but Molly’s more important,” Alex said with a snicker. “You’re just an afterthought, sis.”
“I hate you,” Rebecca muttered under her breath.
“I’m free Wednesday and Thursday,” I said. “Do either of those work?”
Alex looked at Rebecca and raised his eyebrows. “Either of those work for you, Miss Spoiled and Demanding?”
Rebecca gave him a dark look. “Either,” she said. “And tell Rob to behave himself.”
Alex laughed. “Got it,” he said. “Although I have to warn you, he might not listen.” He chugged the rest of his beer and set the glass down on the table. “Well, it was nice, ladies. But I had some fish and chips for lunch, and I need to go wash my hands and then go home.” He smirked at me as he said ‘fish.’
I blushed hotly. The delicious sensations were still echoing around in my body and I nodded.
“Nice to see you,” I said, smiling. “Have a good night, Alex.”
“Yeah, what she said, only not as nice,” Rebecca said. She rolled her eyes. “Molly, you wanna go home? Or go out for froyo?”
“Let’s get froyo,” I said, getting to my feet. “I have a feeling I just worked up an appetite.”
Chapter Fifteen
Alex
I didn’t wash the scent of Molly’s sweet, musky cunt off my fingers. Instead, I drove home with my hand under my nose, smelling her pussy and dreaming of the day I could plow her into oblivion.
You need to knock it off, I thought. This is moving too fast.
As much as I’d screwed my way through life, I’d never really been interested in dating. I’d had one girlfriend, back in high school, for about a week. I cheated on her three times in one weekend, and she found out and spent the next six months bursting into tears whenever she saw me in the hall. That experience had been a long time ago – over ten years – but it had frightened me into behaving, or at least keeping myself emotionally unavailable from women. They were too much drama. Besides, I really only liked having sex with them. I’d never enjoyed having dinner with girls, or getting drinks with them. The thrill of the chase had only been fun in my younger years, and then it got old.
But somehow, I liked the idea of having dinner with Molly. Even if my stupid, annoying brat of a sister would be there, too.
I just hoped Rob would behave himself and not act like a total and complete ass.
That night, I barely slept. I kept dreaming of Molly. Her pussy, her tits, her amazing smile. What was it about her that made me feel so horny all the time? And why did I want to think about her even when I wasn’t in the mood to fuck?
Was I in danger of getting too close?
