Page 28 of When the Last One Falls
I reached up, then ran my thumb back and forth over her bottom lip. “I only ever have one plan when it comes to you, Keris Kingston, and that’s to see how many times I can make you cum on my cock.” As my eyes took in her spread legs, bare tits, and flushed face, I added, “I can’t wait to get you home and cum all over that perfect body of yours.”
The woman didn’t fight me when I put my jacket on her, doing my best to cover her up. While she was covered up as modestly as possible, I loved that she looked nowhere near presentable as we walked out of the restroom, through a building full of people, and out into the cool nighttime air.
Chapter 19
Keris~
After Brantley and I had gotten home last night, things had turned dark as I had confessed my deepest sexual fantasies and Brantley had made them all come true. He’d been insatiable, and the more shame that I had unleashed, the more incredible the sex had become.
It’d been wild, euphoric, and unhealthy.
With a whole other side of me-one that I’d never known existed-showing its face, I felt like a fly trapped in a spider’s web, held captive for it to play with until it got tired of playing with me.
“Well, I’m glad things are working out for you,” Lindsey said. “I’ve been so worried.”
When I’d woken up this morning, I’d felt…confused, ashamed, and weak. Though my body was sore as hell and singing the Lord’s praises, admitting to liking a man taking away your choices was not right or anything that I was proud of. No matter if Brantley was judging me or not,Iwas judging me. No matter what anyone said about acknowledged consent, I was still getting off on Brantley leaving me no choice but to follow his lead, submit to his sexual whims.
So, feeling like I had betrayed everything strong and dignified about myself, I had crawled out of Brantley’s bed, making my way back to my bedroom to call my sister. While Dylan and Huntley were my rocks, Lindsey was my sister, and maybe I needed a reminder of why I had agreed to this.
“We still have a lot of things to work out…you know, things to learn about each other and stuff like that, but I think we’ll get along fine,” I semi-lied.
“Have you talked to Mom or Dad?” she asked, and the hesitancy in her voice had me immediately worried.
“No,” I answered. “Honestly, I haven’t spoken to them since the day after I got married. I’m…I’m still mad and disappointed with them.”
“Well, I was over there the other day, and…well, they’re acting like their lifestyles haven’t taken a pay cut, Keris,” she said, and I just closed my eyes and sighed. “I…I think you might want to have a talk with them about it.”
“Why?” I asked. “I can’t stop them from continuing to be fiscally irresponsible, Lindsey.”
“True,” she agreed. “But I can see them thinking that your new husband will continue to bail them out, and I think you need to make it clear that he won’t. It might help them face reality before it’s too late.”
Before I could comment, the door to my bedroom opened quietly, and I saw Brantley walking in, dressed in only a pair of grey athletic sweats, and I had to close my eyes for a second. Brantley Kingston had the body of a god, and it wasn’t fair for men to look like he did. I mean, how in the hell was a woman supposed to stand a fighting chance against all that?
Opening my eyes, the sexiest smirk was playing on his lips, and I just knew that he was up to no good. My body was incredibly sore, but I couldn’t see him caring about that. Hell,Ididn’t even care about that. Those abs of his made me want to lick him all over, and his big dick had turned me stupid in every sense of the word.
“Keris?”
I shook thoughts of Brantley from my head. “No, yeah…I’m here,” I stuttered. “I was just…yeah, you’re probably right. I’m going to need to talk to them about what they think this is.”
“I just…” she trailed off, and people really shouldn’t need a drink at this time of the morning.
“What is it, Lindsey?”
“It just sucks that this all fell on your shoulders, Keris,” she said, and I knew that I’d do it all over again just to save my sister.
“It’s fine, Lindsey,” I assured her. “I’m good.”
Not saying a word, Brantley stopped when he was standing right in front of me. Looking up at him from where I was sitting on the bed, it wasn’t lost on me that my face was right in line with his dick. He had used me all night long last night, but there was no mistaking the outline of his hard cock in those sweats. Granted, Brantley was huge, so his hard dick would be noticed in any pair of pants that he wore, but in those grey sweats, he had me practically salivating.
When he slid his hand beneath my chin, I said, “Hey, Lindsey, I have to go. I’ll talk to Mom and Dad, and then maybe we can have dinner later in the week, yeah?”
“That sounds great,” she replied. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too,” I said before we said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone.
“Your sister?” Brantley asked.
I nodded. “Yeah.”
