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“I never would have gone with red,” I mumble, unable to think of anything else to say in response.
A sinful smile creeps over her gorgeous face. “Red stains,” she murmurs, leaning forward. My lower back is now pressed against the sink and her hands rest on either side of me caging me in. “You want him to picture these lips wrapped around his cock, leaving their mark. Red, passionate kisses trailing over every inch of his hot, hard body.”
The temperature of the room has now tripled, the mirror behind me surely fogged up with our heavy breathing. I swallow down hard once again, bringing my tongue out to lick my lips, her gaze following its movement. “Keep doing that and he won’t have to imagine for long. He’ll have you sprawled on the couch with his head between your legs, before dragging you down to your knees and shoving his monster of a cock inside this pouty little mouth.” Her hand grips my chin again, tighter than before, “Because no doubt he has a monster hidden behind those tight ass sweatpants.”
I swallow hard, my throat dangerously dry as if a fucking cotton ball is lodged inside. “I wouldn’t know what to do,” I whimper, “I’ve never…”
Avery’s eyes go wide at my admission. This should be nothing new to her. I mean sure I’ve dated guys, even had a few boyfriends, yet I somehow always ended up comparing them to Zane, and of course none of them ever measured up to him. I’ve kissed a few frogs but none of them are the one I’ve been secretly wanting for years.
It’s also why for a moment I thought I was a lesbian. I wasn’t interested in having sex with any of the boys my age. The only person who made me feel things was Avery. But even then, no other girl did. I don’t think I have a type. No male or female, my type has a name, well two actually. Zane Anderson and Avery Taylor.
“You’ve never?” she asks, not wanting to make me uncomfortable by straight up asking.
“I’ve kissed a few guys, used some tongue, even grabbed one through a pair of gym shorts, but I’ve never…” I pause unsure if I should continue. “Tasted one.”
Her smile turns wicked. “Oh honey, by the time I’m done with you. You’re going to taste it, grab it, and fuck your little brains out riding it. And what a wild ride it will be.”
ChapterSix
ZANE
We ended the night the same way Chloe and I would end ours every night during the entire month of December when I was still married to her mother. A fucking Christmas movie marathon, or how I prefer to call it, the Tenth Circle of Hell.
Tonight it’s Home Alone: 1, 2, and 3. How they got that many storylines from that franchise is astonishing on its own. The damn kid, just once I’d wish they would have caught the little asshole. That my little girl has made it a staple in her Christmas ritual is just straight up painful.
Avery is currently snuggled up to Chloe on the couch drinking yet another cup of hot cocoa. Chloe is lying on the corner seat while Avery lies across her lap with her ass pointing in my direction. Fucking tease. The girl’s doing it on purpose, she has to be. Both of them are back in those damn Christmas pajamas that are practically lingerie.
Of course my dick is in the same state of distress it’s been in since they walked in after dinner, hard as a fucking rock. There’s no denying watching them strut around the house in those outfits has made me more tense than usual.
Avery is a fucking vixen, with curves in all the right areas, and toned muscle where it belongs. I have to admit as much as it confuses the hell out of me, even Chloe looks damn good in those little shorts. I blame it on the damn smooth silk.
Any woman is fucking tempting in silk.
Not to mention I can clearly see the indentation of Avery’s nipple piercings through the thin fabric. I nearly spit out my coffee when I caught a glimpse of them this morning.
At first I thought she was probably just cold, or horny, but then I saw the imprint of the small ends of the barbell poking through.
I run a hand over my cock, adjusting myself as it painfully tries to break free from my sweats as I imagine running my tongue over her perky nipples and sucking the metal into my mouth. There is no end in sight for the time being.
Going upstairs to relieve myself would be too suspicious right now. After this movie, I’ll go to my room and take care of my painful erection while picturing these two little elves helping Santa out, or better yet helping each other.
Fuck.
I’m a fucking pervert. There is no other explanation. I mean here I am pouring myself my third glass of whiskey and heading back to sit on the couch with the two tightest asses in the state. Thinking about them fucking each other is almost as bad as thinking about them fucking me.
Picturing them taking my cock to the back of their throats and choking like the good girls they are.
Girls.Fuck.
That’s exactly what they are, young girls. Although they’re eighteen, they are too damn young for me.
What the fuck am I thinking?
Even worse is Chloe was my stepdaughter. I am so fucked in the head.
I may be a fucking animal, but I am damn ravenous one. If I'm not careful, I may just take a bite out of these deliciously sweet treats.
If I thought I was fucked up before, I know I am now.
