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Story: Haze
“Haze,” she moans.
Unable to take it any longer, I pull off her top and bra completely, taking her in. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life.
Lifting her off my lap, I lay her back on the bed and slide her pink sweatpants down her legs. Kneeling in front of the bed, I spread her creamy thighs and run my nose over her black panties, breathing her in. Sliding the scrap of lace to the side, I don’t waste any time, needing to taste her.
“Haze,” she whimpers as I begin to lick her pussy until her legs start to shake. I could do this for hours. She’s so fucking sweet that I hum between licks.
I make sure I put my tongue ring to work, gliding the metal ball over her clit. “Be a good girl for me and come all over my tongue.”
“Yes,” she moans, keeping her gaze locked on me.
“That’s it… look at me when you scream my name.”
A few seconds later, she’s coming all over my face, calling out my name, and I lap it all up, enjoying every second of it. “You’re so fucking pretty when you come for me, Luella.”
I’m about to fuck her and show her she’s mine when a sudden knock at the door has me pulling her under me, shielding her naked body with mine.
“Lu, get ready, we’re going out!” Lore, the bastard, calls out. He knocks again. “Wear whatever you want. I’m in the mood for a fight.”
My head snaps from the door to her, my eyes narrowing at the amusement in hers. I’m about to tell Lore she’s not fucking going anywhere when he adds, “You said you wanted to get laid, so you better hurry up before all the good dicks are taken.”
Motherfucker.
My jaw clenches, and her amusement fades when she takes in my expression. “You were going to go out and fuck someone?”
“I was going to the club to have a night out.” She smirks, raking her teeth over her bottom lip. “Lore and the twins said they’d come.”
“Lu—”
She lifts her hand. “I don’t see a ring on this finger, Haze. I can do what I want, just as you’ve been doing what you want.”
Goddammit!
That fire in her makes me even harder.
I raise my voice to call out to Lore, my soon-to-be-dead brother. “She’s already found the best dick.”
There’s a long pause and then a deep laugh. “Lu, yell out now if you need to be saved!”
I arch my brow, silently daring her.
She just smiles widely.
And fuck if it doesn’t light up my life.
LU
The dark expression that crossed his face shouldn’t be so hot, nor should his voice’s deep, gravelly, dangerously calm tone.
Jealous Haze is hot as hell.
And the best part of this whole thing? Lore must have known Haze was in here because I never once said I wanted to go out trolling for dick. I mean, why would I? There is plenty around right here. Lore was just stirring up shit, and I love him for it.
We didn’t get back to fucking after that. Instead, we did something we should have done a long time ago. We spoke about everything. I told him how my life was after he left, and he told me the same. It seems we both were dealt pretty shitty hands, him trying to help Aspen with his mother and being the man of the house and me trying not to let my parents’ toxic relationship with alcohol affect me. I continued to train at the gym after he left, and that’s what got me through.
That and baking.
Unable to take it any longer, I pull off her top and bra completely, taking her in. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life.
Lifting her off my lap, I lay her back on the bed and slide her pink sweatpants down her legs. Kneeling in front of the bed, I spread her creamy thighs and run my nose over her black panties, breathing her in. Sliding the scrap of lace to the side, I don’t waste any time, needing to taste her.
“Haze,” she whimpers as I begin to lick her pussy until her legs start to shake. I could do this for hours. She’s so fucking sweet that I hum between licks.
I make sure I put my tongue ring to work, gliding the metal ball over her clit. “Be a good girl for me and come all over my tongue.”
“Yes,” she moans, keeping her gaze locked on me.
“That’s it… look at me when you scream my name.”
A few seconds later, she’s coming all over my face, calling out my name, and I lap it all up, enjoying every second of it. “You’re so fucking pretty when you come for me, Luella.”
I’m about to fuck her and show her she’s mine when a sudden knock at the door has me pulling her under me, shielding her naked body with mine.
“Lu, get ready, we’re going out!” Lore, the bastard, calls out. He knocks again. “Wear whatever you want. I’m in the mood for a fight.”
My head snaps from the door to her, my eyes narrowing at the amusement in hers. I’m about to tell Lore she’s not fucking going anywhere when he adds, “You said you wanted to get laid, so you better hurry up before all the good dicks are taken.”
Motherfucker.
My jaw clenches, and her amusement fades when she takes in my expression. “You were going to go out and fuck someone?”
“I was going to the club to have a night out.” She smirks, raking her teeth over her bottom lip. “Lore and the twins said they’d come.”
“Lu—”
She lifts her hand. “I don’t see a ring on this finger, Haze. I can do what I want, just as you’ve been doing what you want.”
Goddammit!
That fire in her makes me even harder.
I raise my voice to call out to Lore, my soon-to-be-dead brother. “She’s already found the best dick.”
There’s a long pause and then a deep laugh. “Lu, yell out now if you need to be saved!”
I arch my brow, silently daring her.
She just smiles widely.
And fuck if it doesn’t light up my life.
LU
The dark expression that crossed his face shouldn’t be so hot, nor should his voice’s deep, gravelly, dangerously calm tone.
Jealous Haze is hot as hell.
And the best part of this whole thing? Lore must have known Haze was in here because I never once said I wanted to go out trolling for dick. I mean, why would I? There is plenty around right here. Lore was just stirring up shit, and I love him for it.
We didn’t get back to fucking after that. Instead, we did something we should have done a long time ago. We spoke about everything. I told him how my life was after he left, and he told me the same. It seems we both were dealt pretty shitty hands, him trying to help Aspen with his mother and being the man of the house and me trying not to let my parents’ toxic relationship with alcohol affect me. I continued to train at the gym after he left, and that’s what got me through.
That and baking.
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