The Squad

She cried out when I found her spot and battered it with the head of my cock over and over again until I felt her pussy juice and explode around my rod. The warm silky feel of her cunt walls and the sweet nirvana of her pussy’s essence enveloped my senses, and I was lost again.

This time when I came, I felt depleted, like she’d taken everything out of me. I laid still with my cock buried inside her for a few seconds more before pulling out and rolling to my side, taking her with me. “I don’t want to let you go.” I breathed the words out harshly as I fought to catch my breath, but they were no less true. I was finding it hard to release her, even after I’d fucked her raw.

Her slight form against my much bigger one evoked images in my head of me protecting her, standing in front of her, and whatever may come our way. I hate the fact that I’d found her so late in life. That I was only now learning of this amazing creature that I had no doubt had been made for me. Whoever had laid hands on her, those who hadn’t already been taken out by her, I will end no question.

I kissed the top of her head before rolling out of bed and lifting her to take her into the shower with me. She grumbled against my chest, making me grin. “We have to get cleaned up. Track’s expecting us online in about an hour, and we still haven’t eaten.” I didn’t put her down until we were in the shower with the water on.

I like the way she rested against me, laying her head on my chest with her arms around me. She’s such an enigma. One minute she’s the warrior princess, and the next, she’s this soft, pliable seductress who’s wrapped herself around my heart and taken me over and under. I happen to love both sides of her and all the others I’m yet to meet. Just thinking of all the many facets of her, the ones I have yet to learn, made me happy, and I squeezed her too tight before going back to soaping her skin.

“You make me happy, baby…” I started to say more, and then she looked up at me. I don’t know what it is, but something happened when I looked into her eyes. I couldn’t speak for a while and couldn’t look away. What is it?

“What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?” I didn’t answer her, couldn’t. I had no answers for the strange feeling that had just come over me.

I shook my head to clear it, but the feeling persisted and lingered even after I finished bathing her and then myself. There was a knock at the door as soon as we were finished getting dressed, and I answered to see Catalina standing there. I almost took a step back but checked myself in time, and when she smiled at me like the innocent child, she is I scolded myself for being an ass.

“Hi, uncle Jason, we’re going up for breakfast. Is aunty Roxy ready? You guys missed dinner yesterday.” She looked down at the tray someone had left outside the door. I recall hearing one of the servants out here sometime last night but I was on round five or six by then, and there was no way I was going to stop for something as mundane as food. Now I’m starving, and I imagine she is too.

Roxana hearing her, came to the door with a smile. I haven’t told her everything about what happened to the asshole that I’d thrown off a cliff, especially not the part about the kid. I have to talk to the others first to see if it’s okay to out the kid, and I’m still not sure that she meant to do it no matter that the video seems to say she one hundred percent meant to do that shit.

“Oh, hi Catalina, you looking for me?” Her arm brushed against mine, and I got a jolt. There it is again, that feeling from before. I closed the door behind me and followed the two of them towards the stairs bypassing the elevator for the short trip up the stairs to one of the lanais where breakfast was being served.

I got sidetracked from wondering about the strange new feeling when I saw the others who drew me into talks about the world of sports. Heaven forbid we discuss anything more pressing while in the presence of the women.

ROXY

What a strange few days I’ve had. Do they know? Are they all looking at me? Judging me? My eyes went to his sister and brother expecting to see looks of revulsion on their faces, but they weren’t even looking at me. The women welcomed me with smiles and carried on talking like they weren’t all dying to know what we’d been up to the day before or why he’d even waste his time with me.