Chicks, Man

Her lips barely part, her heavy breathing a sign she’s hardly listening to a thing I say. I bite down, and her rasped whimper is music to my ears. My hands become greedy, coddling her ass, hauling her closer, my aching cock brushing between her thighs. “If your dad doesn’t kill me on the spot, I’m going to insist he throws him out.”

Her small hand slips between us, grabbing at me, and begins to stroke me over my slacks. I throw my hips up, filling her hand, the friction of her movement driving me crazy. “Fuck, that feels good. You’re gonna make me call your dad right now just so we don’t have to sneak around doing this.” Another thrust into her hand.

“Why? Do you plan on us doing this in public with him around?” She squeals when I take my open palm and smack her ass.

“No one gets to see you like this but me.” I take her mouth and swallow her giggle, kissing her rough, never hating clothes more than I do in this moment. Not that it will matter since I’m about to tear out of my pants I’m so hard. She’s so pliable as I caress her mouth with my tongue. My hands wander, squeezing her ass, rubbing her covered pussy. Her little moans are my driving force.

I suck in her bottom lip, grazing my teeth against her soft flesh. “Bedroom. Now.” She doesn’t need further explanation and wraps her arms around my neck as I pop up, cradling her legs around me and carrying her down the hall to my room. When we hit the bed, I almost trip, throwing us onto the mattress. My weight doesn’t bother her. She only succumbs to me more, her entire body as jittery as mine.

I’ve never felt this urge before. This need for someone. An emptiness when she’s not with me, and a fullness when I have her wrapped in my arms. I never saw my life taking this turn. Not with Hannah Matthews, but fuck, my heart beats only for her. I rip her pants down, doing the same with my own clothes. I’m back laying over her, throbbing and ready to plunge into her and stay there forever.

My eyes find hers, and I’m a goner. Her expression, the way she offers herself to me fully, her trust in me…I want to give her the world. I drop my lips to hers, the buzz around us electric. I can’t wait another second and drive myself home.

Waking up to her little sounds is like heaven. Sleeping with her naked little body cuddled next to mine is my utopia. She’s still asleep, her mouth parted slightly, tiny moans telling me she’s deep in a dream. I tug her closer to me, my morning wood pressing against her ass cheeks. I’m tempted to thrust inside and give her a wake-up surprise, but I have another idea.

Shifting her onto her back, I work my way down her stomach, spreading kisses to her skin, my tongue circling around her belly button. She squirms in her sleep but doesn’t fully wake. My mouth dips in between her thighs, and I can’t help but swipe my tongue between her folds. This gets her moving. When I begin to suck at her opening, her hands work themselves into my hair. I could wake up like this forever—tasting my girl, pleasuring her. Her hips slowly ride my mouth as I lick and suck. One finger enters her, and she hums.

“Levi.” My name from her lips is a gift. I work my mouth harder, taking her faster, inserting a second finger. God, she drives me absolutely mad. I can’t imagine my life before her, missing out on the sweetness of her cunt.

“Morning, beautiful,” I hum into her warmth.

“Morning, boss—”

“Levi! Where you at, man?” What the fuck? I freeze. My grip tightens around Hannah’s thigh, needing to confirm I didn’t hear what I just thought I heard.

“Oh my word, Levi was that my—?”

“Shhh!”

“I know you’re in here. Your car’s in the garage! You with a girl in there?”

Holy fuck.

Hannah starts to vibrate under me. “Levi, we said let’s tell them, but this is not what I had in mind,” she freaks out. Shit, me either. I pop out from under the covers, placing my finger over my mouth. Her eyes are smoldering with panic.

“Don’t say anything. I’ll get rid of him.” I jump off the bed, throwing on a pair of shorts, and exit my room, shutting the door quickly behind me.

I’m barely two steps away from my bedroom door when Kip comes around the corner. “Well, well… I was banging on the door, but you weren’t answering. Good thing I still have your key. Go get dressed. We’re going golfing.”

He keeps walking toward me, and the closer he gets to my room, the more I begin to sweat. I meant it when I said it was time we came forward, but finding his sister naked in my bed is not how I need this to go down. “Dude, not in the mood. Another time.” I walk forward, getting him to change routes and head back to the living room.