Page 76 of Together We Burn
“I wouldn’t be so sure, Chris,” I replied, tilting my head in Alex’s direction, who had been casting glances every so often at her from across the room. “I don’t think he sees you as just the younger sister anymore.”
Stefany piled the empty pizza boxes on the kitchen counter as Alex, Chris, and Nate left the apartment with Rocky for a walk. The little boy was bouncing from foot to foot, radiating impatience as Alex clipped the lead to his collar, and then Nate had it looped around his wrist and was heading for the elevator before his mom even had her shoes on.
“That dog is going to drag your poor nephew flat on his face,” I said, coming behind Stefany and placing my hands on her shoulders. She tensed but immediately relaxed as I kneaded my fingers into the stiff muscles of her traps.
“You’re stressed,” I said, digging my thumbs into the base of her neck. She groaned, the sound making my cock harden against her ass. “I know how I can help with that.”
I dropped my head to her throat, tasting up from her shoulder to her ear, sucking the lobe into my mouth and nipping. She moaned again, pushing back against my now rock-hard cock as I slid my hands around her waist to the button on her jeans, and flicked it open. Stefany clutched at my wrist as I wriggled my hand down the front of her jeans, the tips of my fingers skimming over the soaked fabric of her panties.
“My sister…” she panted, already worked up in the short time I’d had my hands on her. The hold on my wrist loosened as I slid a finger under her thong and through her wet pussy.
God, I lived for this reaction. Every sound, every tremble she made as she reacted to my touch was like the synthetic drug I’d spent years developing; a high so euphoric that Iwantedto become addicted.
“She’s out with the dog,” I murmured against the hot, smooth skin of her neck, a second finger joining the first and fluttering both at her entrance.
“She could be back any minute,” she said, leaning her head against my chest. Her eyes drifted closed as my middle finger grazed her clit, making her knees wobble. She ground her hips against my hand, her body urging me as her lips weakly protested my touch.
Swirling two fingers in her wetness, my lips ghosted against the outside of her ear, making her shiver. “Then you better come quick, baby, or else you’ll be caught screaming and shuddering as I fuck you with my fingers.”
Kicking her feet wider, I shoved my hand further into her panties. Jeans had no give, not enough space to truly enjoy my needy girl as she rolled her ass against me. This was just the warm-up act, bringing her to a quick and dirty orgasm on my fingers, before the main event tonight, when she'd be drenching me and coming on my cock once everyone headed to bed.
Without any preamble, I thrust two fingers into her tight, wet pussy. Her hand gripped my forearm, digging her nails deep into the skin, leaving little half-moons. Wrapping my free arm around her stomach, I held her against me, taking her weight as she trembled around me. She had been wound tight, a loaded coil needing release the minute my fingers had dipped into her panties.
“I’m just getting you warmed up baby. You'll get my tongue and cock later on, but I can't go another minute without touching you." I pulsed my thumb against her clit. "Don't pretend you don't love my fingers. Come for me, Stefany. Can you do that like the good girl you are?" She moaned as I rubbed the fingers buried deep inside her on that little spot I knew would make her see stars.
Her hand came up and wrapped around the back of my neck, threading and pulling on the short strands of hair as she gasped and panted and rocked against me. My cock was painfully hard, desperate to get inside her, to feel her grip me and squeeze me as I pumped in deep.
She was close as she cried out, sucking in a breath and holding it in her lungs. The apartment was silent, safe for me whispering dirty affirmations, and Stefany’s sexy little moans as her orgasm snuck up on her and exploded in a rush of warmth onto my hand.
“Jake,” she panted, grinding against me.
My resolve vanished; I couldn’t wait for tonight to finally have her. I needed to be inside her more than I needed air. Yanking my hand from her panties, she huffed in annoyance at her orgasm being cut short, until I tore her jeans and underwear down her legs, pooling them at her ankles, and ripped at my own.
“I can’t wait. I thought I could, but I can’t, so be a good girl. Bend over and put your hands on the counter, Stefany,” I grunted, pushing my jeans and boxers down my thighs in a rush and fisting my leaking cock in my hand still covered in her release.
She did as I asked, going on her tiptoes and raising her tight little ass as I lined up my dick with her entrance. Gripping her hip, I forced myself to slow down, take a breath before slamming home in one go and hurt her.
Inhaling deeply, I slowly slid into her tight, wet heat. My moan and Stefany’s whimper as I stretched her sounding like a symphony.
“Right there,” she panted, biting onto her bottom lip and closing her eyes.
I ran a hand under her shirt, up and down her spine, feeling every bump and dip from her scars. Stefany propped herself up on one elbow and wound her free hand behind her, clutching onto my thigh.
My hands skirted down her hips, grazing over her ass and kneading the plump muscle. And since she let me do it once before…
“You have no idea how badly I want to see my cock filling up your perfect ass, baby.” The fingers, still slick with her first orgasm, moved to where I’d fantasised taking her, pushing between her ass cheeks, and coating the ring of muscle with her arousal. She clenched.
“No,” she growled, turning her head back with a glare. “Just you try it. I’ve already got the knife I’d use to sever your dick from your body picked out. Fingers are fine, dicks? Not so much.”
“Knew you liked a little ass play,” I taunted, then pushed past the tight barrier. She hissed at the stinging intrusion, but quickly moaned, grinding back against me.
I was a goner. Thrusting into her, fast, hard, and punishing, grinding her against the counter until I was balls deep inside. Stefany’s fingers gripped the side of the counter, the top half of her body folded over the top. I should have probably felt guilty about how the marble might have been digging into her hip bones, but the thought of seeing her with my bruises and marks made it impossible to stop.
“More, Jake,” she gasped, pushing against me, a move I wasn’t sure she realised she was doing as she gave into every sensation she felt. “Oh, god, Jake. More.”
Not sure if she meant more of my cock or my finger, I gave her both. Her pussy pulsed and clenched around my dick like it never wanted this to end, as her ass squeezed my finger with a pressure I’d never felt before.
She was fucking bliss, a force of energy made for me, and I would enjoy everything she gave me. Sass and all.
