Page 94 of Finding Us Again


Font Size:  

Out of breath, she gasped, “I wanna come.”

“Do you want permission? Is that what you need?” I asked.

More whiny, high-pitched noises reached me.

I smirked.

“Then come for me. Come on my cock,” I told her.

More bouncing, more whining, and she still wasn’t quite there. “Touch yourself. Play with your pussy. Feel my cock.”

A gasp filled the air when her fingers smeared themselves with her mess. It made her hand and the ring on it shine in the light. It was a beacon, drawing my attention until I couldn’t look away.

“That was it, wasn’t it? You needed your clit played with.”

“Uh hmmm,” she moaned, rubbing herself and me with her fingers.

I pushed up into her, tilting my hips so I hit just the right spot. Once. Twice. The third time, she clenched around me. My name fell from her lips, echoing through the room.

I grabbed her around the waist, flipping her onto her back, as I pounded into her. I chased my orgasm with one hand wrapped around her throat and the other threaded with hers. The feel of her ring biting into my fingers pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

The ground dropped from under me.

Roaring, I fell forward over her, dropping to the side so that I didn’t crush her.

“I love you, Katie.”

I kissed her temple as I rolled off her, pulling her into my arms as I kicked my jeans off. She looked up at me, opening her mouth.

“JACKSON!” Brock yelled. “Put your cock away and get out here. Now!”

The door rattled as Brock pounded on it.

“Jackson,” Katie gasped, startled.

I could tell she was panicking. Hell, I was too, but I wasn’t going to let her see that shit. I pushed her on her back, kissing her.

“Go grab a shower. I’ll see what the asshole wants.”

Grabbing the jeans I’d just kicked off, I walked to the door, throwing it open. Brock and Adam stood in the hall. “What the fuck could be so important…”

“We found them.”

To be continued one last time…

?

Source: www.allfreenovel.com