Emerson
Sirena walks into the bar, all sin and seduction, in a pair of jeans that look as if they were painted on, and a top that shows off her cleavage.
She’s wearing that signature deep red lipstick of hers that drives me wild, and her whisky-coloured eyes are sparkling in the dim light.
I love the way her lips look in that shade when they’re wrapped around my cock.
I shake the image out of my head, I’m at work, and instantly hard when the image pops into my mind.
“Evening, Little Doe, what can I get you tonight?” I ask her with a wink. She blushes, and I catch my cock twitch in my jeans. The sinful smile that spreads across her face does me in. I lean across the bar to capture her lips in a kiss.
“Get a room!!” I hear Carly yell from the other end of the bar. Sirena laughs, and it’s the most beautiful sound in the world, second only to the sound of her moaning my name while she comes all over my cock, but that is saved for my ears only.
“Whisky on the rocks, you animal,” Sirena quips as she rounds the bar to capture my sister in a hug.
It’s been so nice these last couple of months.
I am finally able to kiss her when I want, and make love to her every night, and on the nights we feel a little more animalistic, we replay our night in the woods.
Our masks sit side by side in the closet at my apartment, waiting for the next time I decide it’s time to play our secret little game.
I pour my girl her drink and place it at the end of the bar where she and my stepsister are deep in conversation about something they both watched on TV last night, and I smile to myself.
This is exactly how I pictured my life. She knows and accepts my dark side, and I bring her dark side out of the shadows, and there’s never been anything more fulfilling in my life.
This girl gives me purpose and satisfies me more than I could ever begin to explain, and even though I have her, I plan to chase her forever.
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Sirena
I use the key Emerson gave me last month and walk into his apartment after closing the bar with Carly. I’m expecting him to be waiting for me, and yet, the entire place is dark and quiet. As I walk through the apartment from room to room, I can feel a flutter in my stomach, almost anticipation.
I slowly walk down the hall toward the back of the apartment and turn the corner into his bedroom. Sitting on the bed, on top of the black comforter, is my doe mask from the festival, complete with a note. “Come and find me, Little Doe. You know where.”
Heat gathers in my stomach, and arousal pools in my panties, and I can feel the smile spread across my face. It’s time for our game, and there’s no one I’d rather play with than my very own Wolfe.
It’s time to play.