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“No, that’s a good idea,” I agreed, nodding. “I’ll shoot him a text.”
“You don’t have to ask your brother?”
Technically, yeah, I did.
But he was my brother as well as my president. I didn’t mind giving his rules the middle finger from time to time.
“Nah,” I said, watching a smirk toy with her lips. Like she knew I was bullshitting her, and that I didn’t particularly care about the consequences of bringing a guest to the party.
“So, these cousins,” she said as she came into the bedroom after doing her makeup and hair. “Which ones are these?” she asked.
“Rune and Croft are the sons of Roderick and Liv.”
“Liv… Liv was a rival arms dealer, right?” she asked as she dug through the bags I’d packed for her.
“Yeah. And these are the twins who went down to Puerto Rico a while back… and haven’t really been seen or heard from since. Aside from, I imagine, updated to their parents and siblings.”
“And they still want to prospect? Even after being away and not really knowing what is going on with the club now?”
“It’s hard to explain, but we kind of just… always know we are going to end up in the club. Eventually. No matter where our lives take us before we finally prospect.”
“Like Nave,” she said, grabbing a matching bra and panty set. Pink and lacy. I was looking forward to peeling them off of her later. “He traveled around for years, right?”
“Right,” I agreed, feeling a little distracted as she laid out her clothes next to me, then started to pull up her shirt.
“No,” she said, lips tipped up.
“No, what?” I asked, playing innocent.
“No, you are not messing up my hair and makeup that I just spent like half an hour on,” she told me.
“I mean, you shouldn’t have taken your shirt off in front of me if that was your plan,” I said as my hand moved up her body, closing over her breast.
Her breath caught and her eyes went all heavy-lidded.
“Finn,” she objected, but there was a plaintive sound to her voice. A neediness.
My fingers slid up her thigh, snagging the side of her panties, and starting to draw them down.
“You needed these off too, right?” I asked, watching her press her thighs closely together after the material slipped down between them.
“We can’t,” she objected, but as my fingers slipped between her thighs, I found her already wet for me.
“We can,” I objected, sliding my fingers into her pussy, feeling her walls tighten automatically, begging for the friction her body needed so badly right then.
I fucked her with my fingers until she was rocking against my palm, until her hands were on my shoulders, holding on for balance.
Reaching over with my free hand, I grabbed a condom out of the nightstand, dropping it on the bed, then freeing my cock.
“Luckily, I can think of a way to fuck you without fucking up your hair and makeup,” I told her, sliding my fingers out of her, so I could slip on the condom.
“Yeah?” she asked, voice soft and airy.
“Yeah,” I agreed, finished, and reaching for her hip. “Ride me,” I demanded, lowering onto my back on the mattress, so I could watch her as she climbed onto the bed, then moved to straddle me.
Reaching down between us, she stroked my cock a few times before holding it, so she could slide down on it.
“Fuck,” I groaned as she took me in.
I swear I couldn’t think of a single thing in the world that felt as good as her pussy tight around my cock.
Her gaze slid to mine, molten with her desire, just sitting there with me buried deep for a moment before she started to move, started to ride me.
It was the best view in the world, watching her tits move, seeing her eyes go all hazy, as her moans filled the room, and her pussy became a vise grip around my cock.
And when she came, with my name crying from between her lips, I was pretty sure I never wanted to be with anyone else again. As fucking crazy as that was.
I came with her, knowing that if I didn’t, I would break my promise not to fuck with her hair and makeup.
I folded up afterward, my arms going around her, holding on as we both came back down.
“Okay,” she declared a while later. “I don’t have to kill you,” she told me. “But I do need to get dressed,” she added, lifting off of me, then climbing off the bed, gathering her clothes, and making her way into the bathroom.
Did I sit and watch her ass as she walked away? Fuck yeah, I did.
Then I finished getting myself dressed, loving the smell of her all over me, before making my way into the kitchen to take the cookies off of the tray.
