Chapter A Few Weeks After Halloween #5
“I’ve missed you,” I moaned as I broke from his mouth to breathe.
He continued to kiss my body as he pulled my bra down and exposed my breast. His hot mouth fell and kissed my nipple.
I cried out and arched into him while stroking his dick.
He moved his tongue, and it danced along my nipple, flicking and swirling it just right.
He finally just removed my bra and used his fingers to play with breasts, moving back and forth between them.
I used my legs to pull him closer, stroking him desperately.
“I need you,” I moaned again as his dick roughly hit against my center. “Please, Haze.”
His mouth released my nipple with a pop before it found its way back to mine.
“I spent years waiting for you to want me the way I’ve always wanted you.
” His hand glided softly down my thigh and reached between my legs and under the lacey lingerie.
“It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” His finger massaged my clit and I gasped.
“And now, here you are, begging for me.” He toyed with me for a moment before he slid a finger inside my body.
I cried out in a loud moan as my body tightened around him.
“I want to feel your pretty little pussy wrap around my finger as it weeps for me.” Haze grinned, gently sliding back and forth, listening to my moans.
“Go on, weep for me. Show me just how much you’ve missed me, little sis.
” I couldn’t control myself, whimpering and crying out his name as he fingered me better than anyone ever had done before.
“That’s right. Say my name.” He inserted a second finger and moved with a quicker pace. “Say it,” he growled.
I moaned my brother’s name again and again, surrendering myself to his touch as he fingered me.
My body melted into him, and I fell back onto the hood of the car, my legs spreading wide as he continued.
“Oh, don’t stop,” I huffed. My body ached and burned, coiling tight as he inserted a third finger, using his thumb to massage my clit while he fucked me.
“Oh, Haze. Oh!” My pleasure rolled through my body and ran straight to my core.
I could feel my wetness seeping from my pussy and soaking his hand, and I knew I was close to coming.
Not yet. No, not yet!
Haze grunted and groaned, moving faster and faster. He was anything but gentle, and I fucking liked it. “Say my name,” he breathed. “Say it!” And just like that, my body squeezed so tight it hurt, coming harder than I had in such a long time as I screamed his name into the cold night air.
My breathing hitched as my body broke. My orgasm swelled and released all around his hand, completely drenching him, just like he wanted.
God, it felt so good. And I didn’t want to stop.
I wanted that wave of euphoria to roll over me again and again until all I could do was crash into an abyss of this feeling.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned as I rocked along his hand, drawing the orgasm out.
Haze moved with me in unison. “That’s right, use me.” He leaned over and kissed my lower abdomen. “I’m yours, Indi.”
I wanted more…I need more. One orgasm wasn’t enough. “Oh, Haze.” I cried out, reaching for him. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Haze roughly yanked my wet lingerie aside, ripping it as he pressed his wet tip against my folds. He gripped the shaft and glided it back and forth along my wetness. “You didn’t think I was done yet, did you? Oh no, we’re just getting started, little sis.”
I looked down at him and twirled my fingers through his dark hair, tugging his mouth to mine. We kissed eagerly, moaning and breathing into one another as our tongues danced and moved together. I was desperate, buzzing with all the excitement I felt. But I still wanted more.
Haze suddenly pushed partially inside me, and I cried out, ripping from his mouth. My eyes met his and a smile pulled at my gaping mouth. “Don’t stop,” I breathed. He eyed me closely. “I want you to break me.”
Haze grinned, and his eyes flickered with hunger. “I’ll’ fucking break you.” He gripped my chin tight and squeezed. “But remember, you asked for this.”
Yes, I did.
Haze pulled back and roughly shoved his entire dick deep inside me.
I cried out at the pleasing pain as it shot through my nerves.
He pulled my mouth back to his, refusing to let me breathe while thrusting into me a second time.
Then a third, all while ingesting my moans and cries.
He watched my body coil and my face twist as he moved, consuming my visible pleasure.
I bit his lower lip with my teeth and tasted his blood.
He groaned, pulling away with a wide smile.
“Careful, little sis.” He licked his lip.
“I might just make you bleed as well.” The playful threat made my nerves twitch.
He then pinned my arms down against the hood of the car and pounded into me.
My bare spine ground along the metal hood, and Haze held nothing back, fucking me fiercely in the cold night.
He didn’t care if anyone saw us, because all he cared about was me.
And I ate it up. I didn’t care how much my wrists ached or my back hurt from how rough he was being.
I had him all to myself. He was mine, and I was his.
The two of us, trapped in a shared sick little fantasy.
I never want this to end.
My body tightened and I knew I was about to come again, meaning this moment would soon end.
It made me sad, but I was more focused on how good he was fucking me.
“Don’t stop,” I whimpered, trying to prolong the inevitable.
“Please.” Haze let go of my wrists and gripped my throat again as he adjusted his stance.
He squeezed so tight, I was left gasping for air as he fucked me even harder.
I knew it was only a matter of time before I came, and as he stared down at me and smiled, I broke.
“Oh fuck!” I struggled, feeling the wave of my pleasure wash over me. “No, not yet. Not yet!”
My eyes began to roll, but he kept his grip around my neck.
“You keep those eyes on me,” he groaned.
“No more performing. Show me your face as I make you come all over my dick. Just like that night you finally gave in to me. Into your true desires.” I knew exactly what he meant.
He was referring to the night in our apartment, when I finally let go of all my fears and let myself have the one thing I really wanted. Him.
He reached down and rubbed my overly sensitive clit, milking my climax.
I cried out, trying to resist, forcing my eyes to stay on him.
The memory of that night flooded my brain.
And before I knew it, I was coming a second time, and even harder than the first. “Oh fuck!” I cried out.
My back arched as I choked on the cold air, my strained breathing nearly cutting my voice short as the wave of excitement washed over me.
“Fuck! Oh, Haze!” My arms tugged against his grip, and I struggled to breathe, screaming and straining against him.
Haze smiled, watching my body twist and turn, listening to my cries as I orgasmed all over his dick.
I had come so hard that his dick was drenched in my wetness.
“That’s right, little sis,” he huffed. “Say my fucking name!” His head dipped back as his own moans grew and overflowed from his mouth.
He pushed his thumb into my mouth, feeling my tongue as I tried to suck it through my cries.
He slammed harder and deeper, moving until he couldn’t fight it any longer.
The sound of him moaning as he came inside me nearly sent me over the edge.
I felt the warmth of his cum fill my body and seep from it until it was running down my legs.
And despite his own orgasm, he didn’t stop.
He just kept thrusting, drawing it out until he could barely breathe.
Together, we continued to fuck until our bodies could barely function, leaving us panting and exhausted. We sat there, still connected and drenched in each other’s excitement, staring back at one another as the soft mist continued.
Haze tried to control his breathing as he released my neck. “I don’t want to move.” He spoke in a low voice. “I don’t want to leave you.” He kissed me softly.
I reached up and touched his face as I used my legs to pull him closer. His dick dipped further inside me, and we both moaned, still overly sensitive. “Then don’t. Don’t leave me.”
His eyes fell. “You know I have to.” He gently removed my hand and slowly removed his dick from inside my body.
My walls squeezed, trying to keep him inside.
“Indi,” he growled. “As much as I would love to remain inside your tight little pussy, I can’t.
” He pulled further back until his dick dropped from me.
Our mixed wetness dripped and strung from our bodies, making a mess.
He reached down and ran his fingers along my thighs, wiping the mess away.
The gesture made me whimper a tiny moan.
“Fuck,” he groaned while returning his dick to his jeans. “You’re not making this easy.”
I slowly sat up and rested my legs around him, refusing to let him go.
His hands glided back up my thighs, and I leaned forward, tugging at his soaked black shirt.
“It is easy. Just don’t go. Stay with me.
” My mouth gently met his, and I kissed him between words.
“Don’t leave. Please. I need you, Haze.”
“Indi,” he whispered. “It’s too dangerous.”
His hands grabbed mine, but I pulled away, hurt.
“So what? You think you can just show up, fuck me, and leave? Just like Halloween?” Haze’s expression hardened.
“I thought you loved me, Haze. But I guess not.” I pushed my brother away, grabbed the leather jacket, and walked back to the driver’s side door as I put it on.