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The look on Klayton’s face is pure gold as he gets a front-row seat to witness this beauty. Vance is whispering sexy, sweet things in her ear.
And I lose control. My seed sprays deep inside. I’ve never come so hard. I’m seeing stars. I feel like a god as I pump each jet into her. I don’t care if either of them got her pregnant earlier, I’m getting her pregnant now.
The growl that tears through the kitchen is my own. She’s mine. I have to share, but right now, the cock and cum filling her are mine.
Her body falls limp and Vance helps her get her leg down while I steady her body. Klay must have come in the paper towel he’s wadding up. Kind of sorry I missed seeing that. All the more reason to convince her this wild weekend is only the beginning.
Her head falls back against my shoulder. The perspiration of our bodies mixes just as our scents mix with the cookies.
I stroke her hair, planting kisses on the side of her head. And accidentally say out loud, “I love you, Baby.”
“Was that car doors?” Klayton hops off the counter.
“They’re home. Hurry.” Aria scurries for her bra.
“How did we not hear the garage door?” I ask, shoving my cock in my underwear as I throw clothes back on. I’ll deal with cleaning myself up later.
“You can’t hear it from here. Never thought of the drawback to the quiet-drive garage door opener.”
I help her pull her dress overhead. Thankfully it’s not wet since they stripped her. On the surface she’s tidy but there’s a lot of cum dripping down her legs. I offer a paper towel.
“Hey, kids. You didn’t misbehave while we were gone, did you?” her father calls as he enters. My mom laughs and the door clicks shut.
The layout of the house may not be second nature to me yet, but there aren’t a ton of steps between the garage and the kitchen.
I’m helping Aria smooth her hair down. Vance lunges for her drenched panties that are hanging off the end of the counter and tucks them into his jeans pocket.
“I’m going to use this,” Klayton says quietly through a grimace as he grabs a dish towel and waves his finger between the two spots where Aria orgasmed, the latter mixed with my release.
Aria nods. “Go ahead.”
Mayor Barnes rounds the corner while Klayton’s squatting to wipe the floor. The heft of his title seems appropriate right now. It also allows me to distance myself from the thought that he almost caught me railing his daughter.
“Aria, looks like your brothers need some lessons on etiquette.” Mister Barnes says.
Aria’s staring at her father wide-eyed. He wouldn’t be in nearly such a good mood if he knew the full breaches of etiquette.
“Sebastian, did you make cookies?” His mom rushes to the rack, sidestepping Klayton as he stands. She switches her shopping bags to one hand and grabs a cookie.
Is this really happening? My heart is racing.
Klayton nudges the rag Aria’s direction. She grabs it, tucks it behind herself, and says, “Yeah, sorry. I just came in the kitchen and Klayton was cleaning up a spill. These boys get pretty crazy.”
That could serve as an explanation for the wet front of my pants I’m trying to hide.
She addresses Klayton. “We don’t use the dish towels for wiping the floor.”
“They made the mess not me. But sorry.” He eyes the paper towel full of his release and holds it up. “I’ll be sure to use a paper towel next time someone makes a mess.”
Shit. The edge of the counter is still wet from her firstmess. I tear a paper towel from the roll and wipe it up.
Both of our parents have cookies in hand and are making their way to the living room. We’re left staring at each other. I’m not sure whether to sweat how close that was or burst out laughing.
“Come in the living room kiddos. We have a surprise.”
Not another one. Can they find a way to make this worse?
“I’ll be there in a second,” Aria calls out.
