Chapter 5
Declan
Now that I’ve started, I can’t stop, no matter that I begged Corinne to make me. I shove my jeans down and curl my hand around hers, showing my niece how to grip and stroke my thick shaft. Instead of her inexperience shattering the fantasy, I lean even further into it.
“You know I love it when my wife pretends it’s the first time she’s sucked my cock,” I say. “So sweet and innocent.”
I buck my hips, the head of my cock inches away from her shy, upturned face.
This is exactly how I pictured her, her skin flushed and rosy, topless for me, and mine all those times I came with my dick in my hand.
Her innocence truly isn’t an act at all, and that makes it all the sexier, knowing I’ll be the first to claim her mouth when her lips part, waiting for me to take the next step.
I guide her hand faster, cupping her palm over my tip to spread my precum. “That’s it. Open wider and stick out your tongue. Such a good girl,” I say, sliding my crown along her hot tongue. I shiver and push deeper. “Such a good wife.”
She makes that sexy whimpering sound again, her large tits rising and falling when she takes a deep breath after I withdraw before I go too far.
Without question, I’m wholly caught up, so much so that this no longer feels like acting out a fantasy.
Our children really are sleeping down the hall, and I’m desperate for this sacred alone time with my wife, her lower belly begging to fill out once more with our next child.
I pull out suddenly so I don’t embarrass myself by cumming down her throat so quickly at the mental image of her pregnant with my child, and I bend over to catch my breath.
“Un—?” She catches herself and bites her lower lip, her brows pinched in the middle with concern that I’ve regained control and am finally ending things.
But it doesn’t matter what she calls me.
Not anymore. Because our former relationship is as much a fantasy as anything else, not rooted in blood or legalities.
I kiss her softly, tasting myself on her and fucking loving it. After I tug her boots and cute polka dot socks off her feet, I work on her skirt and tiny thong, then tell her, “Lie down in the middle of the bed, sugar. Get comfy.”
She nods fast, scooting back and swinging those delicious thighs of hers onto the mattress. I hurry to finish undressing, kicking my boots halfway across the room, then circle the end of the bed, climbing on and crawling to her, my dick hard and pointed home where it belongs.
I start by kissing her right ankle before sliding her leg up toward her bottom, then do the same with her left.
“Look at you,” I whisper in awe that I’m the lucky man chosen to have this woman in my bed, every inch of her a masterpiece of design.
Lying flat with my head between her thighs, I say, “Remember the first time we were together?” I raise a brow, hoping she’ll play along.
She nods, her eyes big and round. “I remember. You…I…”
“You snuck out of your house when your dad was asleep”—so fucking not sorry, Boyd—“and met me at mine and Kason’s apartment.
” I’d been so jealous when she snuck out to see Kason on her own, especially when I saw how cozy they were with her sitting on his lap so they’d both be in frame, his muscular chest bare. I wanted to be there with them.
“Yes,” she squeaks. She doesn’t know what to do with her hands, fisting the sheets, then her pillow, then back to the sheets.
I hook my arms around her tense thighs, pulling them farther apart. “You weren’t supposed to be there. Not on your own. And definitely not with barely a scrap of clothing on. Just a T-shirt that barely covered your ass and those sexy boots of yours.”
I part her pussy lips with my tongue, groaning at the taste of her.
I’d sucked my middle finger after I touched her that one and only time in her bedroom, but to sip from the source is all the more pleasurable.
Dragging my nose and tongue up, my breath is hot and heavy when I find her clit and circle the small bud.
“But you had to come over,” I say. “You knew my back was hurting, and you wanted to help me.”
Corinne moans, her hands now gripping her hair. “You needed me.”
“Mmhmm. Kason and I didn’t even have a couch at the time, so we had to lie on my bed to watch our show while you worked out my knots.
We had to be quiet because Kason fell asleep,” I whisper, rubbing my palm in a circle on the mattress to the left of her curvy hip.
My cock grows harder at the thought of him in bed with us, and I don’t try to fight what feels natural, as scared as that makes me.
Corinne reaches out, rubbing the empty spot, too, as if she knows he belongs here with us. Lifting her hips, she bucks her pussy into my mouth when I suction my lips around her clit, making her writhe.
I ease back and whisper, “Remember what you asked me when I sat up after you finished massaging my back?”
“Your dick was hard. It looked like it hurt, so I…I asked you if you needed me to massage anything else in case you were still in pain.” Now, she’s got it, fully locked in.
“And I did, didn’t I?” I give her pussy one last kiss, then sit up on my knees, scooting closer, my cock hard and bobbing, though I refuse to touch it. “I’m still in pain,” I say as if we’re truly in the old apartment, no longer playing pretend.
She skims her bottom lip with her teeth, leaving it plump and red. “I want to help you.”
“Not with this, sugar. You’re my niece.” Fuck me, why is that suddenly so hot?
“Exactly. I love you, so I want to help.” Her hand shakes when she reaches for me, and we both suck in a breath when she circles her fingers around my shaft.
“No, you shouldn’t touch me there.” I grab her knees and buck up into her tight fist. “Your dad will kill me if he finds out. And who knows what Kason would do if we woke him up.”
“Please, Uncle Declan,” she says in a whispered, breathy voice, looking off to the side as if checking to see that Kason is still asleep. Then she gives me big, round doe eyes and begins stroking me up and down. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. It’ll be our secret.”
“Ok,” I say with a pained groan. “But just this once.” When Corinne pouts, I point at her and say, “I mean it, young lady.” Ah, shit!
I suddenly dig my fingers into her knees, cum spurting from the slit in my crown, painting her torso, her mouth dropped open in shock.
“Shit, shit, that’s it,” I say as she continues to stroke me.
I fall over her, bracing my hands high on the mattress over her shoulders to finish cumming on her tits.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make such a mess.
” At least not outside of her pussy. I grind my teeth, sitting back on my knees, shoving my hands through my hair.
Part of me forgot this really was her first time being with a man, because Corinne swipes her thumb and first two fingers of her right hand through the cum on her abdomen and lifts her hand, rubbing her fingers together before pulling them apart.
“Wow. I didn’t know it would…shoot out of you like that,” she says. “It’s so warm.”
My softening dick jerks the more she stares at it. “Do you ever touch yourself, sugar? When you’re alone at night in your little bed?”
“Touch myself…?”
“Here,” I say, spreading her pussy lips with my thumbs. “Ever put your fingers in your pussy and make yourself cum?”
Her cheeks burn red when she says, “Yes.”
“Show me.”
She’s shy as she snakes her left hand down her stomach, and I catch it. “Use your right hand.”
“But if I do that, I’ll get some of your cum inside me.”
“Do it,” I whisper.
My heart pounds in my chest when she lowers her sticky hand to her pussy, barely pushing my cum knuckle deep inside her.
“Deeper, sugar. As deep as you can go.” It’s so hot watching her play with herself, her pussy growing wetter.
“Need to clean you up.” I grab her hand and help her gather more cum, then push it into her, back and forth until it’s all gone.
“It hurts again,” I tell her, grabbing my dick, fully hard again.
“Do you need another massage?”
I nod. “But I think I need something…different from your hand to take the pain away.”
Her mouth drops open with understanding. “You mean…?”
“I need to fuck you. That’s the only way it’ll stop hurting. That’s what you want, right? To be a good girl and help your uncle?”
“Yes, Uncle Declan,” she breathes out in a rush, hands back to twisting the sheets. When I get into position, one elbow braced on the mattress, she asks, “Will it hurt? I’ve never had sex before.”
With our lips inches apart as I line myself up, I tell her, “A little at first, but the longer it goes on, the better it will feel here, in your tummy,” I say, caressing her lower belly. “I promise.”
“Ok,” she says in hardly a whisper.
“Thank you, sugar.” I give her the softest of kisses before I part her lower lips with my crown and cautiously work my full length inside the hottest pussy to ever exist. “How does that feel?”
“Full.” She wiggles her hips. “Hurts a little…a little right here,” she says, pushing a hand between us to lay it flat over her stomach. “What about you?”
I lick my bottom lip. “It still hurts.”
She lightly scrapes her nails down my back and clenches her inner muscles. “Does that help?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes, it does.” I withdraw and thrust inside her again, going as slow as I possibly can since her pussy still needs time to adjust to my size. “You’re giving me the best massage I’ve ever had.”
“Really?”
Our noses bump when I nod. “You have the best hands.” Another slow thrust. “The kindest heart.” But then I shake my head. “I don’t deserve a niece as wonderful as you.”
“That’s not true,” she says, lightly scraping her fingernails up and down my spine.
“It is true. I’m the worst uncle imaginable for doing this to you.” Truly. “But nothing can stop me now.” I plunge even deeper inside her, making the bed rock. Then harder as she lifts her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust.