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I smirk. “I don’t imagine Ed will want to wait.”
12
ED
Ifinish making lunch, excited about having Susan all to myself tonight. As we sit down to eat, I steal glances at her, imagining what it will be like to have her alone. I love my brothers, but I need her all on my own.
After lunch, Susan helps me clear up the table while my brothers retreat to the den to relax.
I take a deep breath and walk up to her. She’s washing the dishes just how I instructed her—minimal, but she manages to make the plates squeaky clean. She tenses as if feeling my presence.
I lean in, my voice low and seductive. “Susan,” I say, “I want you to get dressed in your sexiest lingerie and wait for me in my room tonight. I have a surprise for you.”
She visibly shudders.
“Can you do that for me?”
I can see the anticipation in her eyes, and I feel a surge of excitement knowing that I’ll be able to explore every inch of her body tonight. As she nods in agreement, I feel a thrill run through me.
The rest of the day passes in a blur, my mind consumed with thoughts of Susan and what’s to come. As the sun sets and the night grows dark, I make my way to my room, eager to see what surprises Susan has in store for me.
As I enter my room, I’m stunned by the sight of Susan in her lingerie. She looks absolutely gorgeous, her curves accentuated by the lacy fabric that barely covers her body. I harden in my pants almost immediately.
Her lingerie is a deep red color, with intricate lace detailing that leaves little to the imagination. The bra cups her breasts perfectly, showing just enough cleavage to make my mouth water, and the matching panties hug her hips, leaving her smooth skin exposed.
It’s even sexier than the babydoll she wore on our first night together.
She sashays up to me in a seductive pose, with her hips jutted out. I want nothing but to reach out and pull her into my arms. But I stand my ground, letting her come to me.
Susan’s hand traces my jaw, and I turn to look at her, feeling a surge of desire coursing through me. As she tries to kiss me, I gently stop her, my breath catching in my throat.
I can feel my pulse quicken at her touch. I want nothing more than to take her in my arms and kiss her passionately, but I hold back, reminding myself of my rule.
“No kissing this time,” I say, my voice low and husky with desire.
I can see the disappointment in her eyes, and I know she was hoping for more. But for me, sex is about something different—it’s about passion, desire, and raw physical pleasure. I want to show her that.
I almost regret my no-kissing rule, but this time I want her to see what lies beyond the plain vanilla.
Despite my reluctance to kiss her, I can feel the heat building between us as we move closer together. I can’t wait to explore every inch of her body, to feel her skin against mine, and to show her just how good I can fuck her. I want to feel her come around me again and again.
“There are other ways to show you how much I want you,” I finish.
Her breath hitches, her pupils dilating.
I reach to the back of her head and pull off the clip holding her hair. It unravels, falling down her back like a waterfall. I parse through the silky strands with my fingers.
As I trace my fingers over Susan’s body, I can feel her shiver with anticipation. I push her gently onto the bed, my body hovering over hers. I rip the fabric of her lingerie open, leaving her body naked and revealed to me. I’m too impatient to get her out of it properly.
Her skin clings to mine, and I relish the feeling of her softness beneath me. My big, warm hands cup her tits. They’re heavy in my palms as I cup them, letting my thumbs play with her nipples. I lean down and trail my tongue down the valley of her breasts. I trace the nipples that are jutting out with my tongue before sucking on one softly. When I pinch it slightly, her hips buck up to meet my body.
We’re chest to chest, her hands in my hair, my hands on her hips. I want to push inside of her, but not yet.
I kiss down her body, trailing my lips over her curves before settling between her thighs. The heat and wetness at the apex of her thighs fills my senses.
I let my warm breath tickle her skin. Susan writhes beneath me. I hold her hips. “Don’t move.” When she continues to wiggle, I dig my palm into her skin. It’s probably going to leave a mark but I couldn’t care less.
“You’re going to listen to everything I say,” I command.
