Page 60 of Unexpectedly In Love

Was I okay? I feel fan-fucking-static. I just feel a little hot. I pull my dress to puff some air onto my chest and fabric scrapes across my nipples and…Lord that feels…tingly.

Clearing my throat, I say, “Yes, I’m fine.”

Cassia plays with her locs pulling it at the ends. “Cid, I feel like you’re type of man that will give me more orgasms and less stress.”

In a different time, in a different world, I would have said that’s not my sister Cassia. I burst out laughing.

She leans in and touches his shoulder. “I love your piercings and hair. Your rough five’o clock shadow. I wanna sit on your face. I want to feel it scrape my thighs.”

“Cassia!” Sage shouts, my whole face is bent in disbelief.

Rosemary burst out laughing. “I had a husband who didn’t want me to sit on his face,” She leans face into her hands, and she places her arm on the table.

“Marcus is stupid. Find a man who would let you sit on his face Roise,” I interjected. I stretched my tongue out trying to taste. My tongue feels so dry. I reach for the wine again. It’s so robust and rich,

“Cid, you’re beautiful man. Are all Greek men this hot? You’re romance book cover hot.” Cassia bites her thumb nail and giggles.

“How many people have you said that too?” Cid asks as he brings the beer bottle to his lips.

“It doesn’t matter, it you turn now.” Cassia slaps his arm and leans in and lays her head on his shoulder.

Rosemary’s head is hanging on the edge of her palm. “Marcus. His name is weak as his ejaculations. I just want someone to fuck me till I come and fall to sleep.”

“Zac, are they drunk?” Sage squeaks.

Drunk, hmmm maybe. But I feel something else, I shift in my seat, my panties rub against clit and wow, that feels so intense. I want more, my legs begin to scissor together.

I moan out. Shit that feels so good. I do it again and my clit tenses.

I pull Eryx’s arm closer to me, and he looks at me in despair.

“Anise what is happening?” Eryx takes my wine away from me and smells it.

“Eryx I may not be perfect but my pussy is magical. This is a level 20, not-a-muggle-Hogwarts-letter-receiving kind of pussy.” Rocking his sleeve, I want to shout why wouldn’t fuck me.

Eryx eyes blinks rapidly as he slowly pulls away. “What the hell are they drinking?”

“Huh? Oh that. I took that big jug over there near the grill. I like the look of the herbs in it. Naturally I picked that one. Then I poured it into this pretty decanter.” Cassia giggles and claws at Cid’s legs.

I want to feel Eryx’s legs. I want to sit on it and ride until I leave a dark spot on his pants. I chortle with just the thought of it. I want him to fuck me hard, till my eyes roll back in my head.

“Anise stop!” Sage calls out from the other side of the table.

Stop? I wonder what her problem is. Eryx grabs my face between his hands and he is calling my name. His hands feel so firm and strong. I reach and pull his face closer to me by pressing his lips on mine.

Why are his lips so tightly closed? Don’t you want to fuck me?

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ERYX

“Don’t you want to fuck me?” Anise speaks out loud. Of course, I do but not this way. I should have chosen the wine.

Cassia picked up three bottles of love wine that I got as a gift from a client in the islands. It’s supposed to be an aphrodisiac. I doubted it. Now that Cassia is on Cid’s lap, Rosemary is moaning and Anise inner thoughts are now vocal…I think this shit is potent.

I should resist her kiss, but when she pushes her tongue between mine and moans. It was all over I deepen the kiss dragging her halfway off the chair in my arms.

Her nails are digging in my shoulder as if she wants to rip my clothes off. Pulling away from her was the hardest thing I did thus far.

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