“I understand,” I whispered over my shoulder looking into his eyes.
“Good.” His hand raised into the air and came down on my ass with a hard smack. My pussy clenched and I wanted it again. “Did you like that?”
“Yes.” I whimpered.
“Fuck.” He hissed and raised my ass higher by gripping both sides of my hips. “Don’t move.”
“Oka—”
Before the word came out completely his tongue swiped the slit of my pussy and up and over my anus. I tucked my ass down and tried to move away from him. I was embarrassed he had been to close to such an intimate area.
He growled, “you moved.”
“You—uh—”
“I know. Put your ass back up and stay there. I promise you will like it. Give me your trust.”
“Okay.” I pushed my ass back into the air, and he fingered my pussy a little before his tongue was back on my slit. He glided his tongue closer and closer to my anus again, and I felt my nerves shattering. He rubbed my clit while his tongue swirled around making me feel self-conscious and worried about what he wanted from me. He grabbed onto my hips again and pulled me close lining his bobbing cock up to my pussy. He smacked his hand against my ass again. I moaned.
“Chloe?” He whispered breathing hard leaning over me and speaking into my ear, “are you ready to give yourself to me?”
“Yes,” I whispered, breathlessly.
His hand was roaming over me and pinching at my nipples as he giggled my breasts. I heard him making a spitting sound and looked back to see his hand coming away from his mouth with spit that he coated his cock and thrust into me to the hilt sending shockwaves through my entire body. His fingers were gripped onto my hips so tightly while he drove his cock into me. I felt my pussy start to clench around him.
“Fuck! Yes, Chloe! You there?”
“Yes.” My pleasure was coming hard and fast. I moaned, “yes, Nix!” My orgasm slammed into me with bright white starbursts in my eyes, and all senses were diverted to the pleasure of my orgasm instead of their duties. He pushed my shoulders down so that my face was almost pressed into my pillow. Still coming down from my own orgasm daze he jerked from me, and I felt hot lashes of cum cover my ass and back.
It took a moment for my hearing to return and when it did all I could hear was Nix breathing with exhaustion. I looked back over my shoulder at him sitting on his heels, his abs moving in rhythm, and his shoulders rising at a quickened pace. “Don’t move.” He moved off the bed and grabbed his shirt off the floor. He wiped his cum off of my back and ass. “I really want to take you into the bathroom to clean you up but—”
“I get it,” I said still breathing hard myself.
He leaned over me and kissed my neck. “One day I will be able to take care of you properly.”
I was so exhausted. I laid there with my face pushed into my pillow and heavy eyes. I had just had amazing orgasms and wasn’t processing anything at full speed. It didn’t take long before I was completely asleep.
Chapter 12
Pucking Perfect
Nix
She’s absolutely amazing. I stood over her as she purred in her sleep. I had just taken her with dominance and loved every part of her she gave me. I enjoy taking control of her. Of us. I didn’t want to leave her. I wasn’t ready to. I pulled on my sweatpants and threw my shirt into the laundry basket in her room. I couldn’t leave her. I just looked at her fast asleep and couldn’t do it. I made my way around to the other side of her bed and got under the covers. I pulled them high up around her and then wrapped my arm around her. I would stay just a few minutes and enjoy her scent. I pulled her close to me and relaxed.
I had the best dream ever. I got to spend the night with Chloe. To have her pressed up against me and our skin touching skin. A rattling was bringing me out of my restful sleep and conscious to the day. Knocking at my door? Why would anyone be knocking? “Go away.” I groaned.
“Chloe?” My sister asked confused.
My mind registered what was going on. I shot up from Chloe’s bed. “Chloe,” I whispered frantically into her ear. “Get up.”
“No.” She moaned.
It was completely adorable, but my sister was about to knock down the door to wake up her best friend. Her underage best friend. Fuck, I’m stupid. And I’m late for practice. Really fucking late by the looks of the sun beaming into the window.
“Baby, I need you to get up. Brooklyn is outside your room, and I am inside your room.” I explained as quietly as I could.
She shot up like a bolt of lightning. “What?”
“Brooklyn,” I whispered and pointed to the door.
“Chloe? Are you all right? I’m coming in.” Brooklyn said from just outside the door.
“Fuck.” Chloe whisper yelled.
The doorknob shook, and I heard the lock click. I dropped to the ground and scooted under her bed as quickly as possible. I didn’t fit under her bed. For the first time since I had been drafted at seventeen, I prayed for help. The door opened, and I heard my sister flounce her ass into Chloe’s room. I held my breath—afraid that she would hear me breathing.
“Chloe? What the hell?” Brooklyn said just before the worse thing could have happened. She flung herself onto Chloe’s bed. Chloe groaned when Brooklyn’s weight landed over her. “Why are you still in bed?” She whined. I knew Chloe wouldn’t just get up and out of bed. I left her butt naked. Ha! Pun intended. I smiled and tried to take a lung-full of air since this seemed like it was going to take a minute.
“I just overslept. I’ll be downstairs in a minute.” Chloe said obviously trying to get rid of Brooklyn, and she wasn’t taking the hint.
I was repeating over and over in my head for her to leave and not look over the side of the bed. Brooklyn moved, and I knew it was her because I saw her from where I was lying. If she looked behind her, she would have seen me.
“Are you okay?” Brooklyn asked Chloe, “you look flushed. Oh my God, you’re not getting sick are you?”
“No. I just want to get a chance to wake up and get dressed.” Chloe snapped in her own way.
“Fine,” Brooklyn said and started to move off the bed. Luckily she was moving so that she would go over Chloe. The door opened, and I raised my head to see if she had walked out or not. But just as I looked, Brooklyn, turned around and it was like it happened in slow motion. Chloe pulled the blanket off of her, exposing her ass to Brooklyn, and the blanket landed over me in the floor. “Holy shit! Were you masturbating?” She said it with a whisper.
I heard rustling, and the bed moved. I figured that Chloe was putting on clothes to cover her delectable pussy. “God! Brooklyn. No. I. Was. Not. Masturbating.” She said in staccato.
“Then why are you so embarrassed?” Brooklyn snapped back at Chloe.
“Maybe because you were staring at my hoo-ha.”
I held my laugh at the way she used the word hoo-ha. That was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, and apparently, I wasn’t the only one.
“You can’t even say vagina.” Brooklyn laughed.
“Stop it,” Chloe said representing her real age. But that’s one of the reasons I love her. Holy fuck! Did I just say that I loved her? When did that happen? I’m in love with my little sister’s best friend. I froze with the realization.
“How about pussy?” Brooklyn asked. I could hear Chloe giggle, and the sound went straight to my cock. “Va-jay-jay?” She giggled more. “Cunt?”
“Ew. I don’t like that word.” Chloe said.
“I know. Me neither.”
Well, well, that’s interesting. I’m totally enjoying this look into the mind of my girl. Even if it’s with my sister. And who knew my sister had such a dirty mouth. I start thinking about all the ways I could make Chloe blush in my arms--under my touch. Yep, I’m getting hard again.
“Let me get dressed,” Chloe said.
“Okay. Just hurry up.” Just before she left, she added, “did you see Nix leave this morn
ing?”
“Nope.”
“His truck is still here. Mom was asking.”
“Maybe one of his teammates came and got him,” Chloe replied.
“Yeah, maybe,” Brooklyn said, and then the door shut.
I heard footsteps and then the clicking of the door lock. Thank you, Jesus. Chloe’s soft footsteps came toward me, but I decide to lay perfectly still and wait. Chloe pulled the blanket off of me, and I opened one eye to look at her standing over me. God, she’s beautiful. And she’s mine.
“She’s gone.” She said holding out her hand as if she was going to help me get up off the floor. I took her hand and pulled her down on top of me. She laughed.
“Shhh,” I said just before pulling her into a deep kiss.
“You’re really late for practice.” She said onto my lips in a sweet whisper. “They’ve probably blown up your phone.”
I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and looked into her eyes. “I don’t care. I wish I would have had more time with you this morning. Woken up the right way with you.”
She laughed, “what? Having your sister bust in on us, almost catch you, and then talk about my hoo-ha wasn’t enough for you?”
I laughed, “no, not the best way to wake up. I had a massive erection with my cock wedged into your ass.”
She giggled, “I knew I felt something poking me.”
“Real funny,” I said and started to tickle her.
“Oh my God! You’ve got to stop.” She was laughing so hard. The sound of her genuine laugh rocked me to my core. I loved the sound of it. I wish I could listen to her laugh every minute of the day.
I stopped and cupped her cheek with my hand rubbing my thumb over the edge of her bottom lip. “Skip school today. Let’s spend the whole day together.”
Her smile dropped, and I instantly knew what I had said was wrong. “Nix, we can’t. At least not yet.”
“Yeah,” I said shaking my head, “no, you’re right. That wouldn’t be good for either of us.” It still hurt that I couldn’t spend time with her yet. It brought out the fact that I was doing something wrong. I just didn’t feel like I was doing anything wrong. However, the judicial system would feel differently about that. “You better get ready for school then.”
“All right.” She said but didn’t move to get off of me. I wasn’t going to push her to get up. The heat from her core was reawakening things that would have to be taken care of before I could show myself out in public. “One more kiss, okay?”
“You never have to ask,” I replied. She leaned down to me, getting closer, and relaxing into me. She was leaning on her elbows resting beside my head. She opened to me, and I let my tongue search for hers. When she relaxed more, I felt her fingers massage into my scalp. Her intimate touch gave me goose bumps all over my body. She combed through my hair while we kissed. I didn’t want her to stop. I rolled her off of me and pulled her back under me without breaking away from her lips. She moaned into my mouth before she readjusted and my hips slid between her toned legs. Runners' legs. She naturally wraps her legs around my hips making her core hit me directly where I needed release. I rubbed down her body and felt her goose bumps on her thighs. That was when I realize that she never put pants on—just underwear. I growl, “you’re going to kill me.” My cock was so hard that I felt like I was going to burst.
She giggled—yes, giggled into my lips.
I pulled back from her still leaning over her with my weight resting on my arms. “Really?” I said quirking an eyebrow. She nodded with a knowing smirk. “All right,” I said and then wedged my hand down between us. My fingers finding her clit and rubbing on her nub with determination. I pulled her underwear to the side and shifted my sweatpants so that my cock could be free. I looked into her eyes to check with her; I wanted this to be okay with her. Her blue eyes told me everything I needed to know. I thrust my hips forward and enter into her with one swift motion. We both gasp and moan into each other.
We’re laying together breathing hard after I had released on her stomach. It was too difficult to pull out of her gripping pussy this time. I’m going to have to figure out what we can do for protection—today. But I need to let her get ready for school. I’ve made her late, and I’m sure Brooklyn will be coming back upstairs to get her any moment.
I don’t have to say anything; she already knows, “I’ve got to go shower.”
I pull her close to me, kiss her cheek, and whispered into her ear, “what, you don’t want to smell like me the rest of the day?” I chuckled.
“I just don’t think I can make it through the day without becoming distracted by the thought of you.” She giggled with embarrassment.
“I like that,” I said smirking at her.
“Little cocky, are we?” She giggled.
“A lot cocky,” I said as my half-massed cock became firmer against her hip.
She gasped, “a lot.”
I took her mouth in another kiss. I can’t believe that I was this lucky to have Chloe beside me right at that moment. She was perfect. Everything about her was just—perfect. She was perfect for me. I decided right then and there that Chloe was it for me. No other woman could ever make me feel the way I felt then. No other woman could do anything to make me want her like I want Chloe. I knew Chloe was going to one day become my wife. She would have my children and grow old with me. Grow old—I need her to have more life experiences before I take her. She needs to graduate high school, go to college, have a career, and all the significant life experiences before I take her away from the important moments. I may only be twenty-four, but I’ve had a lot more life experiences than her. I don’t want to become her greatest regret.
“Go get ready before I don’t let go of you for the rest of the day.”
“Fine.” She hesitantly agreed. “I guess you need to hang out here for a little bit. At least until Brooklyn and I leave.”
I rolled to my back as she started to get up from the floor. I rested my arms behind my head and watched her ass giggle beneath her panties as she grabbed her pants and pulled them on to go shower.
“Enjoying the view?” She laughed.
I laughed with her, “yes, yes I am.”
“I’ll be back in a few.” She said and walked from the room.
I kept my happy ass right where she left me just in case Brooklyn decided to bust back into Chloe’s room. Not even five minutes later Chloe came back into the room in only a white towel. Can I say hot damn! The towel barely covered her ass, and it was tight around her tits. God is good. She clicks the door shut and locks it. I jumped up from the floor and sat on her bed while she looked in her closet for something to wear. She pulled out a tank and turned to set it on her bed.
“You’re not wearing that,” I said protectively.
She looks at me with wide eyes. “And why not?”
“Because that barely covers your tits. And I don’t want any of those horny teenagers jerking off to images of you.” I snapped.
She snorted in response, “you can’t control what other guys think about.”
“I can.” I snapped back, “if you don’t wear clothes that barely cover you then they won’t have anything to think about.”
“Seriously? That’s just as bad as the girl that got sent home because there was a boy that couldn’t concentrate on classwork. How sexist.” She was getting fired up and I could understand because of that.
“So you’re saying that a girl got sent home and missed being taught because a boy was too distracted to be taught?” I asked.
“Exactly.”
“That’s fucked up. She wasn’t given the same opportunity to learn as the boy.”
“Exactly.” She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, “it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m wearing a sweater over it and a jacket. Remember it’s January.” Her sarcastic-ness was killing me.
“And what if you get hot?” I snapped crossing my arms over my chest.
“Why? Will you be there?” She said flirty and
then rose up on her toes to kiss me on my cheek.
“Funny,” I said, and she just snickered at me while she grabbed a pair of jeans to wiggle into and then put on all her layers of clothes. Which do nothing to cover her curves. I can still see each and every mountain and valley. Mine. That is the one word that hits me straight in the gut. All mine. “Do you want to go see a movie with me?”
She stops dressing for a moment and looks over at me. “Nix.” She said almost scolding me.
“Yeah. Maybe here? I can rent something, and we can do a movie night here.” I offered. I shook my head, “I don’t know.”
“We’ll figure something out. But we can’t keep doing—” She moved her hand between us, “this.” My heart leaped then started to race. I swallowed hard, but she moved closer to me and put her hands on my shoulders. “This—all the sex. We’re going to get caught.” I smirked. “I’m serious. No more. It’s only a couple of months.”
“Fifty-two days.” I countered.
She laughed. “You know how many days?”
“Yep.” I said with a smile, “you’ll be legal in fifty-two days.”
“Well, you can have me in fifty-two days. I’ll be all yours.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.” She whispered on my lips just before she kissed me. “All right, I’m leaving. You go find out how much trouble you’re in and I’ll see you later.”
I groan in agreement. “Okay. I’ll see you later today.”
“Bye.” She gave me a sweet little wave before she snuck out of her room and then a few minutes later Brooklyn and Chloe drove away from the house. I groaned again before I forced myself to get up and sneak back into my room to see just how pucked I really was.
Chapter 13
Are You Pucking Serious?…
Yes, And She’s Still My BF
Chloe
“You’ve been acting so weird lately. What’s going on with you?” Brooklyn cornered me in the car with questions.
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