Lexi's words came back to me, and I forced myself to take a deep breath, because I wasn't fucking breathing anymore. Lexi wanted me for herself, which was the opposite of what the manager of the club had set up. So now Jean and I were trapped between Taboo and Lexi, who also seemed to have some measure of influence. Fuck.
I hung my head. My brothers were dependent on me. If I got involved in something crazy and anything happened to me... And the alternative... was to abandon Jean to the forces at work.
Fuck that.
I dropped my forehead against the steering wheel with a groan. I was a horrible older brother. Worse comes to worst, my brothers would go back home. I really did believe dad would come around. If not... Keith was pretty strong. He would find a way to protect Zach.
"I'm sorry, guys," I whispered. "But I refuse to forsake this girl."
With a deep breath, I started my car and began the drive home.
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Jean greeted me at the door with restrained enthusiasm. She was like a dog pretending to be a cat, and the comparison almost made me laugh.
"Hey, dinner's almost ready," she announced. "We have the last of the beans and yams, and I found some hotdogs in the fridge for our protein. But we still have half the bowl of cranberry sauce. Should we just, like... eat it? Unless you think it'll go well with hotdogs."
She chuckled to herself at the odd food pairing, and I smiled, coming up from behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist. She seemed taken aback, more so when I started nibbling on her neck.
"Dude, if you're hungry, dinner is right here," she murmured before letting out a small gasp as my teeth grazed behind her ear. "But fuck, I'm not complaining."
I turned her around and slipped my tongue into her mouth, and her eyes fluttered, rolling back a bit. My hands wandered down to her ass, cupping the supple flesh and giving it a good squeeze. She jerked forward into me, grabbing fistfuls of my shirt as we made out. I lifted her up and onto the counter, standing between her legs. She was in just a t-shirt and panties, which suited me just fine.
Running my hands along her sides, I reached the hem and paused, silently asking for permission. She swallowed and nodded, and I slipped my hands underneath the fabric to touch her bare skin. It was as smooth as I imagined, and when I got to her tits I groaned with lust. They were pert and firm, and begging for me to have a taste.
I picked her up again, moving us to the bed. With her splayed on the sheets, I was at full mast and ready immediately. Lifting her shirt, I let my nose run the length of her torso, breathing in her scent until I finally arrived at her breasts. I pulled the shirt over her head, but bunched it up at the wrists, holding them together. With her hands above her head, I let my tongue make the slightest contact with one of her nipples. She moaned and arched her back, wrists pushing up against the t-shirt holding them down. I wrapped my lips around the nipples and she spasmed, her face locked in erotic countenance.
With my other hand, I tugged her panties to indicate my intentions. She lifted her hips, allowing for easy removal, and I stopped sucking on her to admire her body. She squirmed shyly, at a loss for words, and I smiled gently. Stroking her thigh, I resumed licking her nipples while she writhed underneath me.
"Sir..." she whispered. "I..."
Her thighs were rubbing together, and I finally released her wrists to move lower, spreading her legs. Her sex was dripping with arousal, slowly soaking into the sheets. I threw my shirt off, but when I moved to take my pants off, I felt her flinch ever so slightly. It was so subtle that I don't think even she noticed. I looked up at her, eyes heavy-lidded and biting her lip. No sign of resistance, and yet I knew.
She wasn't ready.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I'm not ready."
She looked down at my erection throbbing against my trousers. "You look pretty ready to me."
"That's not what I meant," I replied gently. "But... how about this."
I lowered my face toward her, and her eyes grew wide. She tried to shut her legs, but I knew it was out of shyness rather than reluctance. I let my breath brush her wetness, making her legs tremble. When my tongue finally tasted her nub, she damn near snapped half the muscles in her body with the spasms that took her. She let out a high moan, arms folded over her eyes as her legs quivered in the air. I continued my exploration down to her lower lips, flicking them back and forth, earning a few more leg jerks.
"Fuh-huh-huh-huck," she moaned, gasping for breath as I pleasured her. Her feet were making upward strokes on my back, as if to pull me closer. Obliging, I slipped my tongue inside her and she screamed in ecstasy. "God yesyesyes! Don't stop!"
My tongue explored what it could, testing the little corners it could reach. My hands were on her hips, holding her down as I enjoyed her, and her thighs slammed closed around my head when I tested a particular spot. This was the spot. Doubling my efforts, I tongued her right there, making her grab fistfuls of my hair and pulling me closer still.
Suddenly her voice died in her throat and her body began twitching. Her juices were everywhere, and I gulped it down with newfound thirst. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, and when it finally ended, it left her limp on the bed. I climbed back up next to her, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
"Holy fucking shit," she muttered, an arm still over her eyes.
"Great appetizer," I chuckled. "You ready for dinner?"
"Dude, gimme a sec." She exhaled heavily, and I smiled, taking her into my arms. She cuddled up with me, eyes closed as she recovered from her climax. I kissed the top of her head and laid with her, my resolve redoubled.
Lexi... I'd like to see you try.
