Page 83 of If You Go
Working and taking care of my brothers, taking jobs as needed. I still take jobs with Josh and Corver, as well as more legitimate ones. We are currently in talks with a company from Tokyo about building a few high rises over there. Josh thinks he and Juniper might go over there together to watch over the project in person. Surry and I are going to start studying under her dad to take over when he retires in a few years. Being the leader of the Irish Mafia was never something I expected. But looking over at this beautiful woman I get to spend the rest of my life with, I couldn’t be happier.
This life of mine is not what I expected, but I can’t say I would have it any other way.
Surry
Damn, it was fucking hot out here. I left a bathing suit in my dresser here when I left all those years ago, and I am very happy with my choice.
“Good Lord, girl, are you trying to get everyone to see my chub?” Brenden asks me, eyes trailing up and down my body. Hunger and lust circling within the light blue orbs.
I was lying out in the backyard in this cute little personal pool that I found out in the pool shed. The bathing suit is this cute little emerald green bikini. It matches my eyes, so Alisha made me buy it. It is nearly too small forme now. I was so skinny back then, and while I’m not overweight by any means, I have put on healthy weight since then. The triangles that cover my breasts are at least one size too small, and the bottoms are at least three sizes too small. I’ve been doing squats, and the bottoms will definitely be leaving red marks when Brenden inevitably removes them.
“Yes, in fact, that is exactly what I wanted. I wanted you and every man in this house to stare at me until all your eyes fall out and your dicks are pointing directly towards me,” I said and rolled my eyes. The way his eyes roam me, I can’t lie and say I don’t love it. My core begins to respond to the look he’s giving me. Throbbing heat comparable to that of the sun’s.
“Well, everyone else is gone, actually. Most of them went to the store to get some stuff, others left to do surveillance. Josh took the girls to go do some shopping because they didn’t get to grab very much before we left. I think Hazel has been wearing the same shirt since we got here.” He was right. Hazel had in fact been wearingthe same shirt. A black band tee she snagged thrifting one weekend. Bridget had been washing it every night before returning it to her room.
“Oh? Well what would you like to do if we truly are all alone?” I had slipped my sunglasses down my nose, and decided now was the time to push them back up, feigning disinterest. His eyes immediately grew darker, and his hands flexed by his sides. I run my eyes down his body, and holy shit. His dick is straining against the khaki cargo shorts he wears. I’m sure it’s painful, because his shorts are a bit too small, and his cock is extra large.
“I don’t know, Siren. What would you like me to do about it?” He begins to stalk toward me, slowly. Predatory.
I sit up from my reclined position in the little pool and set my book down. I had just stopped reading right when the two main characters were in their first sex scene, so I was feeling a little needy myself.
Once the book was down, I reach behind my back and pull the strings that barely keep my bikini aroundmy middle. It loosens and I pull the bikini away from my breasts and up and over my head, exposing my nipples that immediately peak from the fresh air rushing against them.
His eyes move down and scan over them. He licks his lips and speeds up his walking. I toss my top onto the ground next to me, before reclining once more in the pool at the same moment he reaches me.
Brenden stops before me, and looks at my bottoms. Leaning down, he tugs on his own, pulling them down to the ground. His erection bounces when it leaves his bottoms, thick and heavy. Every time I see his naked body, I melt into a puddle of nothing but hormones and lust. Now is no different. I feel my jaw drop, but I don’t bother closing it. Maybe he’ll use it.
He kneels into the small pool before me, and grabs the sides of my bikini bottoms, forcefully ripping them off my body. The sting on my skin is painful, but my pussy is soaking wet and pulsing with need for him. I lay there looking into his eyes, completely naked before him. Heplaces his hands on my knees and widens them, exposing my entrance to him. The look of hunger in his eyes was enough to make me explode then and there.
The water in the small personal pool is low, just reaching my pussy, and I can feel it sloshing around as he moves within the pool with me.
He grabs my hair gently, but with enough grip to get me to sit up, and my face is now eye level with his cock. My mouth instantly begins to salivate. I like my lips, and then my tongue darts out to taste the bead of precum that has gathered on the end of his dick.
He groans, hips jerking forward, and I take the opportunity to open my mouth and allow him entrance. He wasn’t prepared to feel my mouth so suddenly and another jerk causes him to slip farther in and touch the back of my throat.
Seeing him melt from barely doing anything always gives me such a large confidence boost. I bring my hand up grab his heavy balls, giving a firm tug before gentlybeginning to knead them. Slowly, Brenden begins to thrust into my mouth. Gently at first. But the more I hollow out my cheeks, and squeeze his balls, the fast he goes.
His dick barely fits a third of it into my mouth so I use my hand to wrap around some of the remaining length, twisting and rubbing, using my saliva as lubrication. He begins to groan and shudder, before quickly withdrawing. He was so close, I also got to taste his cum as it dripped down my throat. But instead he pushes me back down into a laying position.
He bends at the waist and pulls my hips up, closing the gap between my pelvis and his mouth, returning the sensations I just gave him. He places his hands under my ass and lifts my pussy to meet his face, and begins to devour me. I am instantly moaning his name.
“Brenden, fuck. Oh my God, Brenden!”
The growl that leaves his chest and throat vibrates into me, heightening my desire.
I was truly blessed; this man had one of the longest tongues I had ever seen. Or felt. It moved inside me, eating me from the inside out. His one hand played with my back entrance, entering it slightly, teasing gently. The other hand has me propped up so that I am angled upward. My back arched as he fucked me with his mouth, making me a hot, wet mess.
He removes his mouth from my body and begins biting, kissing, and sucking his way up toward my nipples, slowly lowering my hips back to his own. He focuses on my belly, lavishing it with his mouth, before continuing his journey. He found my left nipple and begins to use his tongue to draw circles around it, slow and lazy.
His hand pulls and squeezes my right nipple, making it even harder than it was before. I reached my hands down and grabbed a fistful of his hair now that I could reach him.
“Brenden, please,” I moan. Not wanting to wait any longer.
I began tugging, trying to get him to pull me closer so that I could grind my hips into him. The lack of friction on my pussy was starting to drive me mad. He let out a chuckle with my nipple caught between his teeth.
“Siren, what is it that you need. Will you tell me, please?” He said it so nicely, but the look in his eyes was dangerous. I wanted more of it.
“Brenden,” I said in a breathy moan, “I need you in me. I need you in my pussy. Please.”
