Page 32 of A Dangerous Game
The thing about Mark is that our sexual chemistry isn’t as strong and he tries to be romantic. Even without the camera on us, I have to keep telling him to not call me pet names or asking me out. We work together and it’s annoying. Plus, WHP frowns upon this. It causes too many problems with the actors and actresses.
“Zoom!” Jayla yells as she runs past my slumped body and then jumps on me. “Aunt Sin! Zoom with us!”
“Too much sugar for you! Do I need to sell you for labor?” I mock her and grab her by her hips. Her long hair flies past my face and she giggles. Once she’s on my lap, I tickle her.
She shakes her head and then calls over for her twin. “Jenna! She’s going to sell us!”
Jenna is like a tornado as she runs over and jumps on me as well. She lands on my legs and tries to wrestle Jayla out of my arms. “No! We are too cute.”
The little brat actually pouts.
Exhausted from my day, I stand up from the couch and both girls fall onto the couch. “All right, girls. Settle down and watch the movie. I will get you your bedtime snack.”
Walking to the kitchen, I pick up their back packs off the floor and set them in a chair next to the counter. Going into the fridge, I grab the package of strawberries and open them. Once they are rinsed, I place them in a bowl and then sprinkle some light splenda on top. I don’t like it when the girls eat a bunch of junk so their bedtime snack is always fruits or veggies.
Both of them are sprawled out on the couch and laying on each other. It’s cute because they are holding hands and are sleeping on each other. I love to watch them sleep. They just look so peaceful and happy. It makes me feel as if I’m doing something right with raising them.
I take the snack back to the kitchen and cover it with tin foil. I will just have them eat it in the morning.
Sleeping alone is always the hardest.
“Shush, baby. You want everyone to hear me fuckin’ you with my fingers?” James whispers against my ear with his fingers deep in my pussy.
Every one of the brothers have settled down for the night around the campfire with either a lady or a beer. James isn’t left out of this equation. He’s got his hand up my skirt and his other hand is wrapped around the beer bottle.
The mother fucker is even having a conversation with Elvis while I’m biting my lip to keep from moaning.
He shuttles his fingers up and around my pussy to the point where I’m about to fucking come. His thumb is rubbing little forceful circles around my clit too.
“Yeah, we got that run tomorrow,” Elvis mutters and chugs the rest of his beer. “Man, I need to find some pussy stat!”
I nod my head to act like I’m engaged in the conversation but I’m trying to not moan. I don’t need to get my dad or Gabe over here.
“I need you to come, baby. Come on my fingers so I can get you good and loose so I can fuck ya.”
Hearing him talk dirty to me has me coming hard and fast. The crest of my orgasm pushes through me and my pussy muscles clench around his fingers.
“That’s a good girl. It makes you so horny that I could fuck you and have the brothers right here. You love knowing how dirty you are.”
I nod. “Yes!”
I’m not even finished coming when he pulls his fingers out of me and lifts me on his lap. He does it effortlessly without making a big show out of it. James has told me before that he loves fucking in public because it turns him on.
His zipper is cold against my ass but I don’t do anything to show my discomfort. No, I can’t wait for him to stick his big dick in me.
“You ready? You ready to feel me?” He murmurs against my ear.
Moving my ass around, I finally catch his dick with my pussy hole. Carefully, we do a slow grind together. It's a slow, dirty dance but I love feeling him. He’s so fucking good in bed.
His hands guide me up and down in a filthy dance that only we know. I love it.
I lean my head back against his chest with my face in his neck to hide my pleasure. The man does some crazy fucking shit to me but I can’t help it. I can’t help but want more.
As usual, when I dream about James, er- Hulk, I wake up with my fingers buried in my pussy. Never fucking fails. It's been three years and I still have dreams about him. When will it end?
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Since Jayla and Jenna are on Winter Break, I don’t have to wake up as early. It’s nice in the sense that I get to sleep in but it’s harder to get them up. Jenna is feisty when she gets woken up before she’s ready. One time she kicked me in my chest. It shocked the hell out of me.
