Chapter 23 #2
With a sad shake of his head, Swayze walks over to my twin, before crouching down beside him.
“I’m sorry bro.”
“Just get it over with,” Nick mumbles, dropping his head in his hands.
“Your sister is the best fuck I’ve ever had.”
Oh my god.
My cheeks flame and Nick punches Swayze in the gut, not hard enough to do damage, but enough to prove a point.
Mario cackles like the little demon he is. I probably should’ve warned Swayze that if we were siblings, he would be the devil spawn out of the three of us.
Swayze spins the bottle before sitting back down and it lands on me again.
His eyes dance with mischief, but I trust him not to fuck me over.
“Dare.”
Smirking, he sprawls back in the lounger again.
“I dare you to sit on my lap until the bottle lands on us again.”
Oh that’s easy.
Ignoring Nick’s groan, I stand with a flourish, grab us both a fresh beer, and seat myself on his lap. I plant a kiss on his nose before leaning forward—and yes, grinding myself into his rapidly hardening dick—to spin the bottle, which lands on Mario.
“I dare you to pick someone else in the group, then race naked into the ocean. First one there wins.”
Mario cackles, literally living for this moment. “Nick, tag, you’re it.”
“For fuck’s sake, dude. Some cousin you are.”
They both start removing clothes until they end up totally nude, covering their dignity with just their hands.
We’re all laughing hysterically while we watch these two idiots run naked, full moons glowing as they try to keep their dicks covered, but not gonna lie, Swayze’s hard cock has me a little distracted.
On edge.
The same crazy urge that made me crave one wild night for Halloween comes over me and I can’t help myself.
Turning back to him while everyone else heads towards the shoreline recording the boys, I press my lips against his and whisper, “Truth or dare.”
“Dare,” he murmurs, holding my gaze.
“I dare you to slide your dick in me right here, right now.”
His breath hitches, his eyes darkening to molten silver. “Mia. We can’t. Your brother—”
“My brother is a little occupied. Are you afraid of a little dare, Wolfie?”
He lets out a strangled groan. “Babe, I don’t have any condoms on me.”
“All. The. Better.” I punctuate each word with a kiss and he sucks in a sharp breath before looking past me to assess the group. I watch in rapt fascination and see the exact moment he makes up his mind.
The air around us thickens with tension and his slightly unfocused, molten eyes meet mine, wild with need.
“Fuck it.” He growls, our gazes locking as he nods.
Shifting slightly, I lift my ass so he can undo his shorts, exposing his big, hard cock. There’s even a juicy bead of precum on the tip and I can’t help myself—I swipe my thumb over the head of his dick, stealing that drop and sucking it into my mouth.
“Fuuuuuck. You’re such a dirty girl,” he groans, dropping his head onto my arm.
Smiling wickedly, I help him, pulling my thong to one side as he guides his hard cock inside me.
I’m so wet—because Nick’s not wrong, this entire day felt like foreplay—that Swayze glides in easily. He stretches me in the best way, chasing away that dull throbbing ache that’s been ever present since our moment in the pool earlier.
Fuck. That’s good.
He fills me so perfectly, in a way I’m fast discovering only he can.
Hissing, he wraps his arms around me while I fiddle with my dress, making sure I’m not flashing anything emotionally scarring to the rest of the group.
The thrill of someone catching us gives me a huge lady boner, but I’d die if my twin, or anyone else here tonight, actually did.
Swayze, my hero, picks up exactly what I’m putting down and moves his hands to my thighs, holding my dress in position with a little squeeze.
This man isn’t afraid to live on the wild side with me and I love that.
You’d think, considering his job, he’d be a lot more reluctant to take the risk, but he sees my dark desires and matches them with some of his own with zero judgement.
Swayze flexes his hips, pulsing his dick inside me, bringing me right back to this moment with him.
He leans forward, his low growl tickling my ear. “Next time I take you bare, I want to be looking into your eyes.”
My breath hitches at his admission, a shudder rolling through me.
I think I want that too… maybe?
To keep myself from outing us, I squeeze his hand with so much force I practically strangle his cock at the same time.
Thank you, Kegel exercises.
My heartbeat thunders in my ears as he unleashes a low groan so raw, so delicious, so tortured. I sink my teeth into my lip to stifle my moan, desperate to grind my ass on his lap until he loses his mind.
Subtly rotating my hips, I look up to see the boys running back toward us, shivering and laughing. Nick won that round. With his trauma forgotten, he preens like a prized turkey.
Everyone settles back down, but no one even looks our way.
Maybe all our drunk PDA has done us a favor. We’re literally sitting here with family and friends, and my big bad wolf has me impaled on his dick.
I’m living out a fantasy I’ve thought about for years right now and the thrill of what we’re doing has me burning up hotter than the alcohol pumping through our veins.
He presses up into me and I barely manage to bite back a moan.
“Be quiet, baby. We don’t want your brother to know I’m fucking his little sister right under his nose now, do we?”
This fucker knows exactly what he’s doing, teasing me.
If he wants to play, I’m so down.
Bending to pick up my bottle from the sand again, I really stretch this time, leaving just the tip of his cock inside me. Sinking back down, I grind against him, hard and slow, smiling when he releases a low, quiet groan.
Fuck, this is so hot.
That bottle had better stay the hell away from us. There’s no way I’m sliding off my Wolff’s meat sword anytime soon.