Page 135 of Five Brothers

She likes the sucking part best, so I play with her clit, stopping to tongue it more and more and get her going again.

I flick it over and over, hearing her breath go ragged, and look up to see her mouth open as she breathes and watches me eat her.

I bite her, tugging her between my teeth, and press down with my tongue again, rubbing her in circles.

She sucks in—moaning—two times, and then stills. Then … she cries out, rocking her pussy into my mouth, and whimpering before she lets her head fall back in exhaustion.

I let her break eye contact for that. She behaved, and I’m almost happy to leave it with that.

There would be something appealing about running into her on the street one day and seeing her remember how I once made her come but wasn’t interested in fucking her. She’d always wonder why.

Leaning down, I take her face in my hand and kiss her on the lips. She kisses me back, her breath so warm.

“I like you,” I tell her.

Our eyes meet, and she’s quiet for a few seconds. “No one’s ever said that to me before.” She smiles small and sweet. “I like you, too.”

My groin is so hard, it’s throbbing.

“We’re …” she starts saying in the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard. “We’re not done, are we?”

I break into a smile.

Leaning back up, I pull out a condom, tear it open with my teeth, and watch her watch me roll the goddamn thing on.

Gripping her hip, I tell her, “Wider.”

Excitement gleams in her eyes, and she opens her legs so I can fit myself between her thighs, and I position myself at her entrance. I work the head in—once, twice—and then thrust, sheathing myself in her slick, warm pussy.

“Army,” she groans, letting her head fall back.

I pump, not taking anything slow anymore. Withdrawing, I push deep again and again, frantic to feel it all.

I moan, kissing her and biting her mouth, licking her tits and her neck, lost in her mouth and her arms.

“Krisjen,” I gasp, thrusting harder. “Our beautiful girl. Ours.”

“Yeah,” she says.

My chest sticks to hers, and I kiss her everywhere I can reach, pumping between her thighs.

But it’s too tight back here. Fucking car. I need to get deeper.

I rise up, and she looks stricken until I flip her over, and she realizes what I want. Wrapping her fingers around the handle to hold herself so the cuffs don’t chafe her wrists, she braces, hanging on as I yank her hips back and sink inside of her again.

“Oh,” she whispers, matching me thrust for thrust.

I pull her into me again and again, Krisjen arching her spine and backing up into me.

I reach around, palming her breast and smelling her hair as we grind as fast as we can, because we can’t go slow anymore.

“Army,” she cries out. “Don’t stop.”

The night outside the car is pitch black, the only sounds are our skin and her moans. She slams back into me, my cock sinking deep inside of her, and I glide my tongue up her back.

“I’m coming,” she cries.

I squeeze her body, trying to hold myself, but as soon as she goes off, her flesh tightening around me, I growl, letting myself explode.