Fine in Lingerie (Lingerie 11)

He licked his palm before he circled his fingers around his length. Then he started to jerk himself hard, moving from his head to his balls.

I watched him, seeing the fluid ooze from the top of his head. My fingers worked my clit harder, and my back arched with the pleasure. My hard nipples pointed to the ceiling, and I pulled my knees against my waist, widening my legs as I imagined his cock moving inside me.

He jerked himself harder, his breathing filling the quietness of the room.

“Griffin…” I wasn’t going to last much longer like this, not watching him jerk himself off. Everything he did was sexy, but watching him touch himself was even sexier. “I’m gonna come. But I wanna come around your dick instead.”

He moved on top of me immediately, shoving his fat dick into my soaking pussy. “Fuck.” He pinned his arms behind my knees and thrust hard, his balls tapping against my ass. After a few pumps, he brought me to a climax.

“Yes…” My toes curled, and I dragged my nails down his back. “Now give it to me.” I loved having an orgasm when I felt him throb inside me at the same time. I loved taking his come as I rode my high, feeling his seed fill my entire cavity.

He came right on cue, filling me up with his come. He claimed me just the way he vowed to, by stuffing me with so much come that I always felt him inside me. When I went about my day, I always pitied the young women I came across, knowing they didn’t have what I had. They didn’t have a powerful man fucking them like it was the first time, every time. Bones always took me like it was a new experience, one he couldn’t get enough of. I always felt like the sexiest woman he’d ever seen, like there was no other woman in the world he’d rather be with.

He spoke against my ear when he was finished. “Is that enough come, baby?” He started to soften inside me, but I was still stretched apart because of the size of his dick. There was plenty of come inside me, plenty of his seed that would last through the night.

I gripped his shoulders and locked my ankles around his waist. “No. Not even close.”

Five

Crow

Cane drank his scotch and rolled his eyes at the same time. “Just let it go. The guy doesn’t like us, and he’s not gonna change his mind. His family and the Barsettis are like oil and water—they don’t mix.” He set the glass down on the table in between us, his jaw tight with annoyance. “Leave it alone.”

Button sat beside me, her legs crossed underneath her dress. She wore a deep blue dress that stopped above her knee. With her hair pulled back and her diamond earrings exposed, she had the grace of a queen.

My queen.

She’d aged like a fine wine, becoming more graceful and potent as the years wore on. Her confidence only heightened her beauty, and those sharp blue eyes never faded despite the decades of stress we’d both endured.

She turned her gaze on me, silently beckoning me to address what my brother just said.

It would be easy to give up—but not for me. “I’m not gonna stop. Not until water and oil finally mix.”

“But they can’t mix,” Cane spat. “They always separate.”

“Well, I’ll make it happen.”

He shook his head as he refilled his glass. “Dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you say. And you've said a lot of dumb things over the past few decades…”

Button narrowed her eyes on his face, her lips pressed tightly together. “Not nearly as many as you.”

I couldn’t hide the slight grin that formed on my face. She was my wife, the person at my side forever. She always defended me even though I didn’t need her to do it. But she was also a member of this relationship, a sister to Cane who fit perfectly. We’d defeated Bones Sr. together, saved each other’s asses more times than I could count. It was the kind of bond that allowed insults to fly all the time.

Crow swirled his glass before he shrugged. “True. But this is still stupid. You’ve made your attempt. We’ve got to move on. If he doesn’t want to be the bigger man, then whatever.”

“Be the bigger man?” I set my glass on the table, my hands coming together. “He always was the bigger man. Despite the shit we put him through, he warned me about Conway. On top of that, he put his neck on the line and saved all of us.” I pointed between him and me. “We’d be dead right now if it weren’t for him. It would have been easy for him to ignore that information. I bet you he considered it for a moment. All he would have to do is wait for us to be killed off before he took Vanessa. We’d be out of the way for good, and he would get exactly what he wanted—Vanessa and the rest of us dead.”