Page 100 of Sorrow


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“You didn’t. You didn’t know what was happening, Banner, and you weren’t here for most of it. Cut yourself some slack.”

“Ugh, you’re right.”

“It’s been known to happen.”

“Smart ass.” He chuckles.

“All you’ve gotta do is be there for her. It really is that simple. She’s eighteen in a couple of weeks. She’s not looking for you to be her dad, just her brother. And you’re a good brother, Banner. That’s why she adores you.”

“I am pretty awesome,” he admits.

“And modest, too.”

“You sure you don’t want to come with me?”

“No. I’ve got something I need to do myself. You’re gonna be fine. I promise. Just be your usual supportive self.”

He narrows his eyes. That was as much of a clue as he’s going to get from me. I innocently sip my coffee.

We sit in silence for a little while, enjoying the peace. But the second I finish my drink, he places his cup down and yanks me into his lap.

“I love you.”

I press my forehead to his. “I know. I love you too.”

“You love me enough to let me fuck you right here and now?”

I grin, feeling myself getting wet already. “I’m sure I could be persuaded.”

“Hmm…is that right?” His hands slide under the hem of my sundress and glide up my thighs until he reaches my ass. He pulls me closer so I can feel his hard length between us. I rock against him as he moves his lips to my neck and starts kissing me softly.

I shiver and feel my panties dampen.

Slipping a hand between us, he opens the little buttons at my chest before tugging the material lower, revealing my lace-covered breast. He sucks at my nipple through the lace until it hardens. He sucks it into his mouth, making me gasp.

“Oh God,” I moan as he alternates between sucking and biting.

“You keep making those noises, and I’m going to come before I’m even inside you,” he warns me.

I pull back and lift onto my knees. Holding my dress up so he can see me, I pull the lace of my underwear aside and show him just how wet I am. “Then fuck me already.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He pops open the fly of his jeans and, with a bit of maneuvering, frees his hard cock. He strokes it up and down before gripping the base. “You want this?”

I nod, breathless.

“Then come get it.”

I grip his shoulder with my free hand for balance and keep my dress up with the other as I position myself over him. I don’t want him to miss the show.

His eyes stay fastened to my pussy as I slowly slide myself down his cock, both of us groaning when I take him all. I let go of the dress and hold on with both hands as I adjust to his size. When I start to move, his hands go back to my ass, helping guide my movements. I ride him slowly, driving us both mad with need.

I pick up speed. I won’t be able to hold out much longer, but I want him to follow me over the edge.

“You gonna come, Sorrow?”

“Yes,” I gasp when he hits a deliciously tender spot inside me.

“Fuck! Come with me, baby. I want you to soak me while I fill you up.”