Page 71 of Darlin'

"Holy fuck," Jesse grunts, twisting my hair around his wrist, our flesh slapping together as he bends me over the dining room table and freaking annihilates me. "You feel so goddamn good around my cock."

"Don't stop," I cry out, gripping the edge of the table as my eyes damn near roll to the back of my head. My insides clench and vibrate and explode from euphoria as he slips in and out of me at the perfect pace. "Oh my God, Jesse! Yes, keep going. Don't stop! Don't stop."

"Come for me, princess." Jesse aggressively snakes his hand around my throat, my back arching, my breasts bouncing in all directions as he pulls me against his chest. His balmy, panting breath dances against the side of my sticky skin as he rasps into my ear, "Come for daddy?—"

"Hello?! Any one home?”

Jesse slams his hand over my mouth as the doorbell rings. Oh, sweet baby Jesus! Is it 6 p.m. already?! Myfrenzied gaze darts to the time on the microwave as mybaby brotherand Marlow pound on the front door.

"Savvy?! JP?!"

"Shh..." Jesse whispers, continuing to hammer me to the depths of hades as I wither in his grasp, legs quivering as he plants open-mouth kisses down the slope of my neck. "Not a word, princess."

"Mmm!" I whimper against his silencing palm, my walls clenching around his unyielding dick as he comes undone inside of me, the musky scent of bliss overpowering the sweet smell of gingersnaps. "Mmmmm!"

"Savannah! JP! Yoo-hoo! Y'all in there?!"

"We're coming!" I squeak out as Jesse releases his hold on me, and I gasp for air, using the table for balance.

"We sure are," Jesse rasps with a smug hum. He's making jokes?! At a time like this?! I crane my neck around, eyebrows springing up to my hairline as Jesse laughs, expression glowing with amusement. "What?"

"Go get the flipping door!" I grunt, shoving past his infuriatingly chiseled chest as I bolt down the hallway. My puny, sated brain struggles to compute the seriousness of the situation as I flail around my room, looking for clothes to put on. Anything that resembles a shirt! Why is nothing where it's supposed to be?! "What is happening right now?!"

"'Sup man," I hear Jesse say as the front door slams shuts, shuffling footsteps getting louder. "Sorry bout that, we were out back. Didn't hear you."

"All good," Beau says. "Where's Sav?"

"Bathroom," Jesse says. "She'll be out soon."

Bathroom! I need to pee. Right! Dang it, I knew wedidn't have time! Stupid Jesse, with his lawyer-like ability to argue his way into another round! Hopping on one foot, I pull my sweat shorts up as I beeline to the bathroom, making sure I don't draw any unwanted attention. With a spritz of water to my face, I take a deep breath, bracing myself before exiting the bathroom.

I open the door and grab my chest, gasping.

Shoot.

"Howdy there, partner," Marlow coos, leaning against the wall. She casts me a greasy, all-knowing grin. "What were guys doing, huh?"

"Drop it," I say, pushing past her as I march into the living room. She prances behind me, hummingyou were banging, you were banging, you were bangingunder her breath. I spin around before we reach the living room, ears burning from annoyance. "Stop that! Beau might hear you!"

"Fine." Marlow rolls her eyes, aggressively biting the tip of a red vine. "God, you're no fun."

"Sav!" Beau appears in the archway, tub of Ben & Jerry's in his hand. "Look what I picked up. Half Baked—your favorite, right?"

"You remembered." I pout, giving my brother a hug. Jesse tosses me a sleazy wink as he dumps a bag of chips into a bowl and plops down on the couch. I glare at him before turning my attention back to my brother. "Two spoons?"

"Always," he says as Jesse fires up the TV.

"What was it called again?" Jesse asks Beau as Marlow and I meander to the kitchen for spoons and the soda pop. "Valley something?"

"He's not an idiot, you know," Marlow muses as I rummage through the cabinets. "You've got that freshly fucked glow. Pretty sure Beau can see it too."

"Nope," I state, slamming the cabinets and knowing all too well that Jesse's gonna yell at me in a second. "There's no glow."

"Gentle, Sav!" Jesse barks. "Jesus!"

Knew it.

"Dude, you're glowing like a fucking highlighter.” Marlow chuckles, grabbing more snacks off the counter. "You might as well be wearing a sign.Recently Penetrated."

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