Mercedes whimpering as I suck her tongue, brings me back into the moment. I snap my hips; picking up my pace as I lift her thigh, sinking deeper into her. Her back bows off the table and her body quakes beneath me. But I’m not done with her yet. Lifting her once again, I carry her towards the bed and lay her down. I pull out, only to flip her over and pull her hands behind her back. Using my free hand, I remove the tie from around my neck and use that to secure her. I spread her thighs wide, bend down and suck her lips and clit into my mouth, lapping up all her juices.Fuck, she tastes so fucking good.
I slide two fingers into her and watch as they disappear inside her. Her tight hole puckers at me and I spit on it before sinking my tongue into it, fucking both holes. Her body shivers and tiny whimpers leave her sweet lips causing my resolve to snap, forcing me to remove my fingers and tongue only to replace them with my cock. I slam into her while shoving her face into the mattress as I snap my hips and use my thumb to toy with her tight hole. She begins to tighten around me and I snap my hips harder, fucking her fast as my balls lift and that familiar tingle rushes up my spine. She screams her release and gushes all over my cock. I reach down and pinch her clit and watch asher cunt continues to explode around me. Leaking her cum onto the bed, my hips roll as I cum deep inside her core. Her cunt spasms around me making me groan with how good she feels. I lick up her spine as I catch my breath, biting down on her shoulders still pumping slowly in and out of her while her cunt ripples around me.Fuckkkk.
Her timer goes off, and I know our time together has ended. I slowly pull out of her, leaving a tender kiss against her shoulder. She lies on the bed catching her breath, as I gather my belongings and get dressed. Walking back over to the bed, I lean down and press my lips against hers and leave cash on the end table. Then I leave the same way I came in, wondering what the fuck am I doing?
Lyla
Wishful Thinking
Hearing the door shut behind my last customer of the night I take a deep breath and roll over seeing a wad of cash left on the night stand. Jesus what a fucking night. I’ve told myself time and time again to keep Mercedes separate from Lyla but it’s so hard to shut that switch on and off. Which got me into trouble the first time, well not really. Kenneth just played me for a fool and made me feel bad for him which goes against the rules. I’m to be whatever they want in here. Whether that's an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry on or a wet cunt to pound out. I have to be what they asked and I thought I was for Kenneth until he took it too far and now–now I can’t get rid of him but see that’s the difference. Kenneth became obsessed with me, not the other way around. I just have to keep reminding myself this is all a fantasy. The hours spent in this room with any man is just a fantasy. It’s not real even if it fucking feels real.Ugh.
As I climb out of the bed, I grab the cash from the nightstand and put it in my purse. Checking the time, I see it’s two am and Ihave class tomorrow. Getting dressed and gathering my things I leave the room, say goodbye to everyone and head for my car.
Stepping out the back door I shiver as the wind blows around me. Tightening my coat around my waist I walk to my car and freeze the moment I see another note. Ripping it off my windshield I look around for anything out of place but I don’t so I crumple up the note and throw it to the ground and get inside my car, locking the door behind me. I place my bag on the passenger seat and dig for my phone as I start her up. I wish I had someone to talk to about this. No one knows I’m a full service worker. It’s one secret I’m not willing to tell a soul. Honestly I’m afraid of what others would think. Do I enjoy having random men pay me for sex? Sometimes yes, but it's a job. It pays my way through medical school. It pays for the finer things in life. But…my thoughts trails off as I put the car in drive and leave the parking lot. I really don’t want to think about it anymore tonight. I just want to get home, shower then crawl into my bed where I’m safe. My phone pings and I jump out of my skin as I drive. Jesus fuck Lyla. Get it together. Opening it I see it’s from an unknown number.
Unknown:
Lyla. It’s Case. I know it’s late but I just got to the house and didn’t see your car here. Just wanted to make sure you were okay?
That is not who I expected to text me but relieved to know he’s at the house.
Me:
I’m on my way home. Had a late study session.
I hate lying but what the fuck am I going to say. “Oh stepbrother I work at a brothel and was getting railed by some hot guy for a couple of grand.” Nope absolutely not.
Case:
Okay Doll, I’ll leave the garage open for you. See you soon.
I get off at the next exit with a smile on my face. Why am I excited to see him? Ugh. I really need to get it together. Jesus. I’m going to be even worse tomorrow night. Watching him play is such a turn on and he doesn’t even know it. Well maybe he does. I bet all the fucking puck bunny’s just open their legs for him.Ughhh. Lyla. Shut up you jealous slut.Making the last turn, I see the house in the distance and take a deep breath.I just need to act like he doesn’t affect me. He’s my step brother. Family. Off limits. Got it? Fuck!
I pull up the driveway and there he is leaning against his car talking on the phone. As I pass him and pull in the garage a smile spreads across his face. Jesus fuck. I need a different plan. This is never going to work. Putting the car in park, I shut her off and he walks over, opening my door.
“Hey Doll,” he greets me with that sinful smile of his. Ugh I just want to lick those dimples. Fuck me.
“Hello,” I respond. Short and sweet. Grabbing my bag I step out and walk to the door trying so god damn hard to act like he’s not inches away from me. His cologne is so familiar but yet extremely intoxicating. I just want to bathe in it. I seriously need to get away from him.
Stepping inside, I unbutton my coat and hang it up. His eyes burn against my skin as he watches me bend over to take off my boots. He clears his throat and I smirk, standing straight and turning in his direction.
“Are you going to bed?” he asks, stepping into my space as his fingers lightly graze my hips. I nod and bite my bottom lip when the scent of liquor hits my nostrils. He lifts his hand and his thumb pulls at the lip between my teeth. “Don’t do that Doll. Not tonight.” He whispers and I swallow thickly. His eyes jump from my eyes to my lips and everything in me is telling me to be a brat. Test the waters. See where it takes us but as I do just that he takes a step back and raises a brow. So I clear my throat and gather myself before answering him.
“I’m showering first. I have classes tomorrow.” I say, lifting my chin and he nods.
“Well, I’m glad you arrived home safe. I’m going to do some laps then head to bed. Have a good night,” He grins and I laugh which causes his eyes to furrow in confusion. “What?”
“It’s like thirty-five degrees out and you’re gonna go out there and swim? Are you nuts?” I ask and he rolls his eyes.
“Doll, did you forget it’s heated? Plus I enjoy the cold. Hello. Captain of the ice hockey team and all that.” he smirks and now it’s my turn to roll my eyes.
“Still. It’s cold as fuck out there tonight. Have fun freezing your nuts off while I take an extremely hot shower, Mr. Captain.”
“I–” but he stops and walks away, leaving me curious as to what he left unsaid. So I shrug and head up the stairs. Opening my bedroom door, I turn the lights on and head straight for the bathroom. Turning the shower on, I remove my clothes and wait for the water to warm. Why is it every time I’m near him I just want to fuck the shit out of him? Why? Why? Why does he have to be god-like? Aren’t step brothers supposed to be like ugly and mean? Fuck my life. I’m just so screwed. Lord help me.
Case
Sweet Dreams
