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I smile around him as I’m just getting started. I get him nice and sloppy wet. He fists the sheets as I take him deep for the first time. I go to do it a second time, and he bucks off the bed.
“That’s my girl. Your head is fire. So fucking good. Play with your pussy for me. I want you nice and wet when I slide inside you.”
“I’ve got you, baby,” I purr as I tilt my head then lick the underside of his shaft. “I’m going to suck you so good, you won’t have a choice but to fuck me hard.”
“Is that what my girl wants? You want me to fuck you nice and hard?”
I don’t answer with words. At least not words that make any sense. I take him deep a few times before he grabs the back of my head and holds me in place, causing me to gag.
“Fuck, come here,” he says tightly as I lift my head.
He climbs from the bed and grabs me by the ankle to drag me to him. I’m surprised when he pulls me to my feet as he stands on the side of the bed. Turning me around, he drops to his knees and buries his face in my ass, then spreads my cheeks to give him better access.
I cry out and fall face-first onto the bed, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets as I moan and cry into the mattress. I love the way his tongue and fingers feel inside me. Dylan has made my body feel amazing every time he has touched me.
He usually knows just what I need before I can think of it. Like now, he stands, grabs one of my legs and holds it up and out as he thrusts into me. My eyes cross and I gush all over him. He angles his hips and keeps thrusting.
“Oh my God, Dyl. Shit, babe. Fuck,” I scream into the mattress.
“Is this how you want it? Is this hard enough for you? Are you ready for me to put my baby in you?”
“Yes, yes, yes. I already stopped my birth control. I’m ready when you are.”
He stills. “What did you just say?”
“I stopped my birth control. Like I said, my brother is turning eighteen. I’m a little sad. I want a baby.”
“Fuck, Ciara,” he grunts.
He reaches to pull me to stand then turns me to face him. He lifts me into his arms, hooking my thighs over his forearms. I drop my head back as he enters me again. The way he’s bouncing me on his dick has me so wet I can feel my pussy rippling around him.
I bury my face in his neck and inhale him. It’s like a hit of my own personal drug. I begin to convulse against him as my walls suck him in deep and grip around him.
“I love you,” I whimper as I feel him begin to release inside me.
“You’re the love of my life. Thank you for proving I’m doing the right thing,” he says in my ear.
CHAPTER 43
Promises Kept
Dylan
I finally have an answer.This wouldn’t be right if I didn’t find a way to complete my promise. Lucky for me, Ciarán is a little genius.
“Are you nervous?” Ciarán booms beside me.
His voice is almost as deep as mine these days. Ciarán now stands at about six one and counting. I don’t think he’s finished growing.
He’s one of my best boxers at the gym. However, he’s amazing with technology. He and Felix can spend hours on the phone. I’ve been talking with them to make this all happen.
Am I nervous? Yeah, but not about the end goal. I’m more worried about whether we’ll pull this off and if it will have the desired effect for Ciara.
“I’m good. You’re the one who has to wear that weird-ass-looking outfit,” I scoff.
He chuckles. “This is what’s going to bring him to life for her. By the way, this is so dope. I’ve always known you loved my sister, but this really says how much. Bro, if I’ve never said it. Thanks. Thanks for everything you’ve ever done for us.
“Thanks for taking me in like your own little brother and thanks for covering my ass back when I?—”
