Page 42 of The Prodigal Twin


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Everest’shairisstill down and air drying. I can’t stop touching it and based on what she told me about our past, I know why. I’ve touched this hair before, had my fingers in it, pulled it. It’s still foggy to be, but between the snippet of shower sex I remember coupled with all the ways she told me I took her on the yacht, I know we had a sultry night. I push away how that night ended and focused all my attention on what went right with Everie. If I felt anything like I felt after fucking her at rehearsal, I know I was making plans to see her again.

I study her profile while I play with her hair, amused that she’s trying her best to ignore me. Everie had gotten quiet after she told me about her brother. I appreciate her letting me in like this. She never made me feel like my life was on display, but it is. She’s seeing a lot of me and my family as we navigate my return, but I like that she’s around. I’d like to meet her brother or find out why he’s not around much now, but I don’t want to push her for information. She’ll tell me on her own time.

My mind has switched gears and I decide we can talk about my past at home because I want to take advantage of this setup. It’s cute how she oscillates between imitating a shadow and making her wealth work for her.

Everie stands and reaches her hand out to me. “Let’s shower and change so we can eat.” I stand, not bothering to hide the outline of my cock since it’s hardened some. She grabs my hand. “The private shower is this way.”

Once we’re inside, I lock the door, not looking anywhere but her. I walk up behind her and take over, unzipping her suit; not because she can’t, but because undressing her is becoming one of my new favorite pastimes. The suit drops to her waist and I don’t waste any time getting rid of her bra. I groan low in my throat at the sight of her breasts through the mirror. Our eyes meet in the reflection as I grab her hip with my left hand and pull her back against my chest. My right hand wraps around her throat, squeezing to test the roughness of this moment. Her mouth opens when I force her head back and I nip her bottom lip before giving her the kiss we crave. Something tells me she likes it when I’m rough.

Everie moans when I deepen this kiss and her fingers find my hair. Her moans, even the muted ones, drive me fucking crazy for her. I take off her glasses and drop them on the counter as we kiss. My hand pushes the suit down more and I teasingly cup her pussy through her underwear before I step away.

I work on removing the too small suit that is getting tighter the harder I get. She blinks a few times, then puts her glasses back on to watch me get naked. Before I go to the shower, I wink at her. I turn it to the temperature I want and stand under the spray. I tilt my head back, wetting my hair before I speak again.

“Come here, Everie.”

She lets the suit fall the rest of the way and removes her panties. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“And I told you not to fuck with me, Everie.” I use the pad of my thumb to wipe some of the water off my lip. “Come, now.”

She shudders like I was fucking her and told her to cum, then puts down her glasses as she moves in my direction. “Only because I want to.”

I laugh at her insistence that I did not summon her until she’s within touching distance. I want to be inside of her so badly I feel like I need it. I pull her to me and continue the kiss I started at the mirror. The water pelts us and I don’t care because my mission is being realized.

“What a shift in mood,” Everie says when I break the kiss. She braces her palms on the wall as I run kisses down her shoulder and tweak her nipples.

“It’s not a shift.” I cup her pussy again and allow my middle finger to explore a little. Everest grinds on my hand and the anticipation feels almost unbearable. I’ll have to make this one a quick one, then I’ll continue when we get back to the house. “I’ve been craving you. Even after you told me what happened four years ago, I still can’t remember anything but one moment.”

“What’s that?” She moans since she can’t concentrate on anything but what my fingers are doing to her.

I remove my hand, then slide my dick inside of her, hard. She cries out from surprise, but her delicious pussy is already welcoming me.

Fucek, she feels damn good.

“We’re reenacting it right now, cupcake.”

I pull out some and slam into her again, pleasing both of us. I don’t know how I forgot this and her, but I’m going to do my damndest to remember.

It’s been a long day, but I’m over the quickies we’ve had. Everyone is gone or asleep when we arrive, so we disappear into my wing. Coco leaves us to find her dog bed that’s still in Everest’s old room. My eyes rake over her body, loving the way her jeans fit but hating them for being in the way.

“I’m going to make you an appointment with my optometrist,” she mumbles with a straight face.

“Why?”

She turns fully to face me. “Because something is wrong with your eyes.”

I smirk but don’t take my eyes off her. “They’re working fine, except I still see clothes on your body.”

“I know that look, Disney,” she says, pointing at me.

“Then why aren’t you stripping?”

“Beg me,” she coos as she hooks her thumb in the front belt loop in her jeans.

I’m sure Everie knows at this point that it only turns me on when she pushes back. I step into her space and tug at the hair at the nap of her neck, making her look me in the eye.

“I don’t beg, but I will guarantee all the orgasms your little body can handle. Now lose the fucking clothes.”

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