Page 67 of The Wrong Sister

“It’s building fast!”

“Hold on, I’m not ready to be done.” He dips his fingers inside me and then slides back, using my own moisture as a lubricant. His finger sliding back feels naughty. Dirty. But in the best way. He does it again and then a third time. I’m writhing against the couch.

“Fuck! More, Griff.”

He circles that forbidden spot. “Here? Do you want more here, my dirty girl?”

“Yes! There! Where’s your mouth? Why’d you stop? Fuck, Griffin, I need you now!”

“So bossy.”

I feel his hair tickling me as he turns to sit underneath me, then his mouth is on me again. That finger is still swirling and now his tongue is doing the same. He sucks me into his mouth and I moan loudly.

“I can’t stop! I’m right there!”

He keeps teasing me, circling and licking, sucking and nibbling while I grip the couch cushions and writhe. He slips that fingertip in, the pressure perfect, and I explode, my legs giving out underneath me. Thankfully I’m bent over the couch so I don’t crush Griffin. He stands up, his hands sliding up my legs. I look over my shoulder at his hungry gaze.

“I’m going to take you just like this. Do you want that?”

I nod, biting my lip. “I love you so much, Griffin, and I want you inside of me right now.” He lines up behind me, hands stroking my cheeks. He’s rocking forward, gliding himself against me. “That feels good, but it’s not enough. More, Griffin.” He starts to push up into me but then stops, gripping my hips hard.

“Shit! I don’t have a condom.”

“No condom.”

“We don’t have any? How did we let that happen? We plan for these specific situations! Fuck, how did I mess up a shopping list? Lists are my jam!”

I smirk at him over my shoulder.“No, Griffin. I mean, don’t use a condom.”

“Please don’t fuck with me, Meens. I’m dying here!”

“Pleasedofuck me. Right now. Bare.” His eyes wide he slides in slowly, the restraint showing in his corded neck. I exhale loudly. “Mmmm, you feel so good. Are we gonna move?”

“No. Be still. I need a minute or this will be the saddest fuck of all time.” That makes me snort and I unintentionally push back into him. “Mina! I’m serious, stop. This is the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt and I need a second!” He should not have told me that. I rock my hips back slowly. “I swear, I will spank you if you don’t cut it out.”

“Do it!” I wiggle my ass at him.

“Fuck! Stop!” That makes me laugh and I’m shaking under him. “Now your tits are jiggling! Goddamn it, that’s hot! Are you trying to make this end right now? You are too sexy, this pussy feels too good, and you are pissing me off, Mina Simms!”

I grin over my shoulder, trying not to laugh again. “Are you good now, baby?”

He pauses, considering. “Actually, I am. And now you’re going to pay.” He slaps my ass hard, smoothing his hand over the stinging spot. I rock back into him.

“Again.”

He slaps the other cheek, moving deep inside me. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me against his chest. His big hands are clutching my tits and his teeth are scraping my neck. He’s not thrusting, he’s barely moving and it is killing me. It’s slow and deep, a constant pressure that’s doing delicious things to me.

“Is this as good for you as it is for me?” he whispers, making little movements up and back.

“Fuck yes. Don’t stop. Oh God, please, don’t stop!” He’s pushing up, hitting something deep inside, and instead of rocking back into him, I start squeezing with my inner muscles.

He groans, biting me. “Keep doing that! Fuck Meens. Just like that.”

I squeeze again and he pushes deeper. I’m moaning, I can’t help it, it just slips out. There is moisture gathering between us and the couch is biting into my hip bones. Griffin pinches my nipples as I rhythmically squeeze his cock. He groans low in his throat and I can feel the vibration against my back. I squeeze hard, not even able to control it anymore, as he moves up and I see stars. My vision fucking fades to black I come so hard. Griffin cries out, biting my shoulder hard and I’m shuddering. He holds me close, kissing my neck and back.

“I think I’m having an out-of-body experience, Griffin. You fucked me right out of my body.”

He laughs, turning me around to face him. My hips and stomach are red from the couch. He kisses them softly, massaging the soreness with his fingertips.

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