She rolls her eyes. “Why don’t I go and pretend I have something better to do in another part of the apartment.” Pointing a finger at her brother, she gives him an evil look. “And you owe me for this cockblock.”
“I did not have to know that.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose and suppress a smile. “What’s up, bro?”
Denver makes himself comfortable on one of the armchairs in the living room. “I meant what I said. I’m really sorry. I was an ass.”
“Yeah. But why? If I didn’t think we were on the same page, I would never have started something with her.”
“I know. It’s just weird. I don’t want either of you getting hurt.”
Now we’re getting somewhere. “You know I would never intentionally hurt her.”
“And she would never intentionally hurt you. But it still happened.” He leans back in the chair and crosses one leg over the other.
I look away from him. “I wasn’t hurt. I was pissed.”
My phone vibrates. I pull it from my pocket.
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
Angela: Get rid of my brother. And tell him to just shout a goodbye from there.
I smile and look back at Denver. “I’m not the only one you should apologize to. But I suggest you wait a day or two for that.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already convinced my dad to bake a batch of chocolate fudge brownies.” His knowing smile tells me he’s not worried about his sister.
“So, chocolate fudge brownies forgives all? Good to know.”
“Yeah, it will be ready by the time she wakes up tomorrow morning.”
I grin, deciding to tease him a little. “She won’t be home tomorrow morning.”
His frown is fucking funny. “For fuck’s sake, I didn’t need to know that. You two were arguing barely an hour ago.”
“And now we’re not arguing.” My phone vibrates again. “But dude, if I don’t get rid of you soon, she’ll be mad at me again. And frankly, I know the reward for getting rid of you.”
Denver rolls his eyes. “I’m leaving.” He calls through the apartment. “Bye sis.”
When she answers him, I open the door for him. “Thanks, Denver. I appreciate the chat.”
With that he leaves, and I’m left to go hunting for my wife. I find her sprawled naked across my king-size bed. “That is the best sight in the world.”
Angela
I’m laying on my side, resting my head on my hand, propped up by my elbow. Justin’s eyes are wide and dark.
“I thought he would never leave.” I lick my lips. “And you’re still wearing too many clothes.”
I crawl across the bed and meet him at the edge. My hands snake up his torso, to his neck and finally I pull his face to mine. Kissing Justin Ellis is everything. Even though I initiated the contact he takes control. His tongue slides across mine as his hands skim down my sides, just brushing the outside of my breasts. I moan into his mouth and his hands tighten on my body. He’s fighting to control himself, but I want him to lose control. Reluctantly, I move my lips from his mouth to his neck, nipping just above the edge of his T-shirt.
My hands move under the shirt. I relish at how his muscles tense under my touch. Tugging at the hem, I lift the shirt as far as I can. He helps me out and pulls it over his head. He’s letting me take control. For the most part Justin has taken the lead in the bedroom. Even when I make the first move, he ends up taking over and rocking my world. Now, it’s my turn. My tongue and lips snake a damp path down his torso. I lick around his nipples, his navel. I particularly enjoy the way he hisses as I go lower and stroke my tongue along the ridges of his tense abs.
I find his belt buckle and undo it. I kiss along the edge of his jeans and the way his breathing increases gets me wet. I tug his jeans and boxers over his hips. His cock juts out at me, but I’m not ready for that yet. I kiss along his pubic bone and his erection twitches.
Of course, I’ve given blowjobs before, but I’ve never felt this sense of power. Knowing that I have this kind of power over him is not only a huge turn on, it’s one hell of an ego boost.
Finally, I lick him from root to tip. His head falls back and a hand rests on my head. My tongue swirls around the head, licking the bead of pre-cum that’s appeared. Slowly I lower my mouth over him. I grip the base with one hand and withdraw almost to the tip and lower myself again.
“Fuck, Angel.” I can feel him fisting my hair, not to direct me but to ground him.
I pick up my pace and find my rhythm. I look at him and his intense gaze finds mine. I increase my speed, maintaining eye contact.
“Angel, I’m going to cum.” I ignore his words, instead relaxing my throat and taking him deeper. “Fuuuuck.”
His cock swells in my mouth and he applies a little pressure, holding my head in place. He fucks my mouth, his pace erratic. Watching him lose control has me wetter than I’ve ever been. Then he stiffens, every muscle in his body goes rigid. A loud grunt escapes him as he empties himself down my throat. My fingers dig into his ass at the intensity. When he’s completely spent, he pulls out of my mouth. He looks down at me with what can only be described as awe. “Wow, Angel.”
It takes several moments before either of us say anything else. He removes the rest of his clothing and smiles at me. “That was fucking amazing.” He pushes me lightly onto the bed. “And now it’s my
