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I run to her room, and the moment I open the drawer, I find it and run back to the living room with it.

“When was the last time you used this?” I ask her as I settle between her legs. She’s still on the couch, and I’m on the ground, her pussy in my direct line of sight.

“Two nights ago.” She’s looking at the vibrator then at me, wondering what I’m planning on doing to her.

“Oh yeah? What did you think about to get off?” I flip the silicone toy on and let the vibration touch her calf and start to move it up her leg. She watches, mesmerized, as my fingers move closer with the dildo in my hand.

“I thought about you,” she says, her eyes now meeting mine. “I thought about how it would feel for it to be your dick instead of that.” She moves her chin slightly toward the dildo that’s inching closer to her center.

I reach the apex of her thighs and let the vibrator graze her clit. She nearly leaps off the couch, her senses heightened after what she just did to me.

“Mmmm, the fun we can have,” I whisper, my breath close to her folds, allowing the air to add to the stimulation she’s feeling.

I let the vibrator move through her wetness, glistening the silicone as I have a little fun. Once I feel it’s lubed enough with her own arousal, I begin to push the head of the cock into her entrance.

We both watch as the dildo disappears inside her, the hum of the vibration hitting her at all the right spots.

She’s on her elbows but lets her head drop back, opening her mouth and moaning loudly, her enjoyment palpable.

“You like that, baby?” I say as I keep moving the dildo in and out of her. As much as I may want to be the one inside her, I prolong that need to heighten the experience for both of us.

“Mmhm” is the only thing she can say while she’s overly stimulated.

I keep pumping the vibrator in and out of her, then bring my mouth to her clit and start sucking hard.

I push her silicone dildo in her and leave it there, letting my tongue play with her clit while her hips move, enjoying the immense stimulation this is causing her.

I feel around the floor for the condom I had brought back from the room and sheathe myself. The moment I feel like she’s close to climaxing, I pull the cock out of her and fill her with my own in one hard thrust.

The moment she realizes what I’ve done, she screams, grabbing the cushions behind her head in hopes it will be enough to hold on. I start to pump in and out of her, the slapping of skin overtaking the room. Our moans begin to increase in volume as we both chase our climax together. We fall off that cliff at the same time, stars shooting into my line of vision, clouding everything as I let my release consume me.

I try not to focus too much on the pull I feel toward this woman. As much as I went into this with no strings attached, I can already tell I’ll be counting the days until we can come together like this again.

CHAPTER 14

River

The music is blaringin the club Ashton and Sam dragged us to. Sam had an absolute freak-out apparently a few nights ago, saying that her freedom was going to plummet to the ground, so we needed a night out. She’s now dancing with Kennedy and some other girlfriends, sipping her virgin daiquiri like she’s going on house arrest pretty soon.

The beer in my hand is doing shit to cool my blood as it slowly comes to a boil with each man who puts his hands on my girl.

My girl? Where the fuck did that come from?

Kennedy and I are satisfying a need right now, and I’m indeed more than satisfied at the moment. We’ve been playing this little game for a few weeks now, and each time we’re together, I don’t know how to describe it other than it just feels better than the last. She’s got this hold on me, my attention constantly drawn to her blonde locks and long, tanned legs.

Kennedy is shaking her ass, that fucking dress teasing me to the point where I may honestly commit a crime if one more guy ogles her. I can feel my hand tense around the bottle until I feel my brother attempting to pry it out of my hand.

We started the night at a nearby restaurant, and the moment she walked in, I nearly ran to the restroom to rub one out like a fucking teenager. Her dress is silver with sequins, and it’s shorter than anything I’ve ever seen her wear around us.

I take a long pull from the beer bottle in my hand, and I feel my eyes locked on her every move.

“Bro, you’re going to break this, and I don’t need you cutting yourself before our next shift.” He successfully pries it out of my grasp, then continues, “Plus, you’re making it fucking obvious.” I look over at him and see Ashton eyeing me funny from the other side of the table.

“You owe me one,” my brother says, and before I can ask what the fuck for, he announces to the guys, “Hey, I can’t let the women be the only ones showing off their moves.”

Without asking, I’m being shoved along with Clay as we walk toward the rest of the crowd grinding against one another.

Clay gets right behind Kennedy and starts dancing with her. I love my brother, but right now, I want to pull him off her and claim her as my own. I take deep breaths through my nose, trying to remind myself he’s doing this to keep the other guys off her right now.

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