《Vaughn》Chapter Fifteen - She Said What?
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Alexis POV
And activate panic mode in 3,2,1....
"Holy shit, he's on his way over." I scream. "Get the fuck out."
"Ok rude!" Shan says, still sprawled on her back on my bed.
"Babe I'm serious, you need to get out before he gets here." I say shoving her off the bed. "Oh my god I still need to shave! Dammit!"
"Ok calm down babe. You're acting like a fucking virgin." She says, getting off the bed and adjusting her clothes. "Go and shower and I'll find something for you to wear. Go!"
I don't bother arguing as it will just waste time. So I quickly strip off, tie my hair up in a bun and run in the shower, making sure I groom myself slowly to avoid any cuts.
"Time?" I yell out to Shan.
"You've got 8 minutes babe." She replies.
Fuck. Shit. Fuck.
I rinse the remaining soap off me, step out and pat myself dry. I glance in the mirror, quickly tweaking my makeup then let my hair fall down my back.
Decent.
I walk back into my room and find Shan holding up a blue and pink mini skirt with a basic tight white tank. Laid on the bed is my baby pink lace lingerie set.
"Isn't that a little slutty for a casual morning visit?" I ask, not feeling very confident with her choice.
"It's not gonna be on you for very long, so it doesn't matter." She says, throwing the outfit at me. "Hurry up, you have 5 minutes. I'll leave you to it, but you better fucking tell me everything later on tonight okay? I want DETAILS!"
"Yea yea." I reply, focusing on trying to put my clothes on. "Just go already."
"Bye babe. Happy humping." She says walking out the door. "Love you."
"Love you." I yell out.
I shove on a pair of nude open toe wedges and stand in front of my wardrobe mirror, lifting my skirt up to inspect my lace lingerie.
"Babe?" I hear Brad call out from the open patio doors a few minutes later.
"In my room." I yell back, feeling the butterflies settle in as I readjust my skirt and lean back against my wardrobe, trying to figure out where to place myself or even how to stand without looking like I've just been eagerly waiting for him this whole damn time.
His footsteps gradually get louder and it rivals the beating of my heart.
Just fucking breathe will you. This isn't your first time!
Though it has been quite awhile since I've had sex, and it was my first time with . I didn't want to assume we would be having sex, but after our little moment together over text yesterday, I think it was safe to assume that things might get a lot more physical today.
I could feel my pussy throb just thinking about it and I was starting to get a little antsy. He finally comes into view, pausing at the entrance of my room... and damn, did he look good. My nerves were now quickly being replaced with a raw thirst and I had to stop myself from running and jumping into his arms.
"Hey beautiful." He says, looking me up and down.
"Hey yourself."
Bradleys POV
I stood there, barely inside her room when my eyes caught sight of her. It was an image I didn't think to prepare myself for. She had a sexy blue and pink mini skirt on which showed off her beautiful silky legs. Legs that I wanted to lick slowly, from her toes and back up her thighs. On top she wore a tight fitting white tank which even though was basic, she looked fucking amazing in it. It clung to her body well, accentuating her curves and wrapping around her perky breasts, which were almost spilling out but still nicely contained. I take a quick glance around her room and remember the morning she had when I made her cum through text and I immediately feel my dick twitch.
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I look back over at her, desperate to be right there but my fingers were clutching the damn door railing so hard I couldn't pry them off quick enough.
"You look... fuck babe... you look fucking hot." I say, slowly walking over to her now.
She fidgets slightly, tucking her hair behind her right ear. "Thank you."
All I want to do is slam her up against the wall, kiss her and taste every bit of her, but I would be stupid to assume that just because we've kissed and I've already made her cum, doesn't automatically mean I can touch her like that. I stop in front of her, with a safe and comfortable gap between us, which was also excruciatingly painful to do, seeing as she was just there, close enough to touch.
"I missed you yesterday." I say, locking my hands in my pockets as they claw away at my pants.
Surprisingly, she steps forward, closing the gap and rests her hands on my chest. "Me too. But you're here now." She looks me in the eye as she bites down on her bottom lip and my knees go weak.
"Babe.." My voice trails off as I allow my hands to lock around her waist and in turn she moves her hands further up, interlocking her fingers around my neck.
"Yesterday morning was... definitely satisfying." She whispers, so close to my mouth.
I feel myself panting as I desperately try to hold off kissing her until she gives me permission.
"I wish I was here, I would have loved to have you cum all over my face instead." I whisper back and I feel her rub herself against my growing erection and her movements cause me to move her backwards until she's up against the wardrobe.
"Fuck babe. You're making it really hard for me. Literally!" I sigh. Leaving my left hand on her waist while my right is firmly placed on the wardrobe above her head.
She giggles but continues to wriggle against my dick as she trails little kisses on my neck. She grabs my face, pulling it towards hers and glides her thumb along my bottom lip. I close my eyes as the sensations driving me insane.
Fuck it.
I push myself completely against her as I take her mouth in mine and holy fuck I could've easily just blown my load right then and there and I wouldn't have cared, because I was kissing her. I had been waiting to kiss her again since that second night out in the pergola.
She meets my hunger with the same force and I have to remind myself to take control and slow it down. I wrap her right leg around my hip as I break our kiss. She whimpers in protest and I smile against her neck. I start to nibble, kiss, suck away at her soft skin, leaving tiny little goosebumps in my trail. Her hands are clutching the back of my head as my right hand makes its way up her left inner thigh, slowly. I move my lips along her collarbone as I kiss further down her chest, now sucking away at the top of her breasts. My right hand reaches her skirt and I quickly hoist it higher up, exposing her sexy pink lace g string.
"Damn that's sexy babe." I breathe out.
I let my right hand linger on her thigh for a few, while I concentrate on her breasts. My left hand releases her right breast from her top and bra and I quickly consume her erect pink nipple in my mouth. She whimpers and clutches my hair tighter as I flick at the sensitive bud. I pull her top all the way down, under her chest, exposing her left breast now. I turn my attention to it, making sure I don't miss out on tasting it as well. My right hand now begins to trail upwards, moving closer to her mound and I hear her heart beat faster as her breathing becomes ragged.
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I toy with the lace fabric just above her clit, watching her expression as I do so. Her eyes are closed and her lips are slightly ajar. My thumb slides over her slit and she's fucking soaked.
"Brad..." She whispers, her eyes still closed.
I suck in her right nipple as I push her lace g-string to one side. I slide my middle finger up and down her slit a few times, teasing her as I hover over her opening. She wriggles her hips against my hand, looking down at me while biting her bottom lip.
She whimpers as I pass over her entrance again, enjoying the feel of her pussy lips. I grin against her breast, then proceed to give her a few quick flicks of my tongue on her rosy bud. "I've been thinking about this since yesterday babe. It's been driving me insane."
"Mmmm.. you're driving me insane." She whispers.
I chuckle, nibbling away at her soft breasts. "Tell me what you want babe." I say, before sliding my middle finger slowly down, pushing firmly until I reach her opening, then I slip the tip of my finger inside.
"Brad... please." she breathes.
"Say it babe." I goad her again, taking my finger back out of her. "Tell me what you want."
"I want.. I.." She says. She moves her left hand down, grabbing my wrist and aggressively pushes my finger all the way inside. I chuckle at her impatience with me.
Jesus, this feels too good.
"Fuck yes." She breathes.
"Shit baby, you're so tight." I whisper against her breast. Her hands now clutch onto my shoulders as I take over and slowly fuck her with one finger. I move back to her face, hovering above her lips. "God you fucking turn me on."
She opens her eyes for a minute until I envelope her with my mouth. She bites at my bottom lip aggressively, then laps at my tongue, sucking at it and I can just imagine what it would be like to have her mouth around my cock. The thought makes my dick pulse and in turn I thrust my finger inside her harder, faster. She moans against my mouth, rocking her hips back and fourth on my hand. Her juices are lathering my palm, making it harder to grip her pussy. I carefully insert a second finger inside, feeling her stretch at the opening for a minute before her walls tighten around me.
"Brad..." she pleads. "You're... fuck. You're gonna make me cum."
Fuck yea!
I continue kissing her, while my fingers do the real work. Thrusting deeper and faster inside her, as her moans become consistent. She's close. I gently press my thumb against her clit, causing her to dig her nails into my shoulder. I begin to circle her sensitive bud, all while keeping a steady rhythm with my fingers that are thrusting inside her.
"Fuck... Oh fuck." She moans louder. I suck hard on her neck, as she pants away near my ear. Her legs are trembling and I know she's on the verge of spilling over, I circle her clit one more time and hook my fingers up as I feel her pussy walls consume me.
"Oh my god... Benj--" Her voice trails off as she abruptly comes down from her high.
Hold up! The fuck did she just say?
I feel her body go rigid with her heart still pounding rapidly in her chest. I take a deep breath in, removing my fingers from her dripping wet pussy and releasing my grip on her waist.
I then lift my head up from against her neck, with my eyes still down on the floor, delaying having to look at her.
"Brad?..." She pants. Her body still plastered to the wardrobe with her hands now lightly resting on my chest. She was trembling.
My eyes remain on the floor for a few more minutes as I contemplate my next words. I knew exactly what she said and it fucking stung. Yes my initial reaction was to be angry, but at the same time, I wasn't even aware she had any sort of interaction with my brother. I was confused if anything.
How? When?
With the way I was feeling about this girl, I knew the anger wouldn't last long but the pain would linger for quite some time. No one wants to hear another mans name come out of a womans mouth, when you're knuckles deep in their pussy. Especially not your own brother. I know women have mistaken us many times for the other, but I admit, this scenario was a first.
I take another deep breath in as I try to replace this sick feeling that's coming up to the surface and settle for giving her the benefit of the doubt.
We're identical twins. It was an oversight. Move on.
I wasn't happy at all with my conclusion but it wasn't going to stop me from pursuing her. Let's face it, I still wanted her despite her little slip up. She still makes my dick hard no matter what comes out of her mouth.
I finally open my eyes and slowly lift my gaze to her face.
"Brad I--" She begins.
"Shhh." I interrupt her. Placing my thumb along her bottom lip. I didn't want to talk about it, I just wanted to move on. Instead I made sure to remind her who actually physically made her pussy wet.
"You're beautiful you know?" I continue. "I love watching you come undone. Maybe next time, you'll let me have a taste."
Her mouth hangs open as she stands there in disbelief. She suddenly pulls me in for a tight hug and I breathe her in, feeling her body relax slightly.
"You're.. you're really amazing Brad. You know?" She whispers in my ear.
Actually you know what. Yes. Yes I fucking am.
I feel my confidence creep back in as I aggressively push her against the wardrobe, taking her face roughly in my right hand. "That was just a warm up babe. Trust me, you have yet to find out just how fucking amazing I can be." I slip my tongue back in her mouth with force as I cup her wet pussy in my left hand. I roughly begin rubbing over her sensitive bud as I say "Next time, I'll make you cum so damn hard the only word on your vocabulary list will be.. Brad!"
She looks down at my hand as I feel her juices start dripping down. "Brad wait.. I can't... fuck!" She breathes. I continue teasing her clit a little bit more until I'm satisfied with the result. I step away, leaving her panting and on the verge of another orgasm. I lick the juices off my palm as I watch her watching me. "I have a meeting to get to babe, so I'll see you later on tonight at the party."
I lean in, cupping her face one last time, then kiss her on the forehead before turning away, making my way to her door. I pause at the entrance of her room, then I turn around to flash her a wicked grin. "You taste real good babe. You're lucky I had no condoms on me, though fucking that sweet pussy of yours might've been a little tricky. You're so damn tight,
I give her a wink and make my exit, leaving her with her thoughts as my confident exterior fades away and I'm now left with a sharp sting in my chest and a fragile ego.
Damn you Benj.
Benjamins POV
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