by K. I. Lynn
I have to release Kira to pull out my wallet and search for the emergency rubber I always keep on me. Though I haven’t needed one in a long ass time, it’s just habit. I toss the foil package at him, which earns me a sharp elbow in the ribs.
“What the fuck?” Kira asks, her brow scrunched up in a scowl.
“Habit. And that’s been in my wallet since January.”
“And to avoid learning why it’s been since January, I’m out.” Austin waves to us and is out the door.
“Give us a call if you need anything or want to hang sometime,” Craig says, following behind Austin.
Once the door is closed, I walk over and flip the lock, then turn back to Kira. “That was . . .”
“Yeah.”
“But good.”
She nods in agreement. “Allies are good.”
I step in front of her and place my hands on her hips. “You know what?”
Her arms lace around my neck and draw me down. “What?”
“It’s time to put your ass to work.”
“Is it?” She runs her lips down my jaw. “What are you thinking?”
My heart is pounding against my chest, pumping blood through my body and making my dick rock hard.
“A little sixty-nine action. Those sweet lips wrapped around my cock and me eating the fuck out of your pussy.”
“Mmm, that sounds good.” Her hands move down my waist and pull my belt through the loop on my pants. “Then what?”
I’m kneading her ass cheeks. Pushing and pulling at them. Sliding my fingers between her cheeks, I push the seam of her jeans against her pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
October 21st 2015
Meet me at the library.
I stare down at my phone, fixated on the time.
Shit.
She sent the message over half an hour ago. My fingers fly over the keys, like each second counts.
Just got out of the shower, be there soon.
When I got home from the gym, I’d thrown my phone on the bed and jumped in the shower. It was longer than normal because I busted a nut thinking about the way Kira squeezed my cock when she came three times in a row yesterday.
It was fucking erotic as hell and caused a semi to pop halfway through my workout.
Studying didn’t happen last night, which is where I’m certain her library idea came from.
It takes less than five minutes to throw on some clothes, but another five to try and figure out what’s in my eye before ripping out my contacts.
In the living room, I pick up the books I need from the floor and coffee table, stuffing them into my bag and heading out.
After parking the car I shoot her another text to find out where she is. The library is huge. Four floors of a massive building with an open atrium.
She’s on the top floor and I watch as the amount of people lessens with each floor I climb.
There’s a long bank of tables, probably thirty or forty feet long. One guy at the end close to the stairs and Kira on the other end, hunched over a textbook, highlighter in hand.
“Hey,” I say as I pull out the chair next to her and sit.
She blinks up at me. “You’re wearing your glasses?”
I nod. “Contacts were bugging me. I think there’s something stuck in my eye.”
I can feel her eyes still on me as I unpack my bag. Book, notebook, pen, highlighter; ready to get my study on.
She continues to stare at me, but I return to my book and find where I left off. Twenty pages down earlier today, thirty to go, then I have a project from another class to work on.
Two pages in and I jump, startled at the feel of a hand on my leg. Slowly, I turn my head to look at Kira. She’s focused on the book in front of her, highlighting a passage, but her left hand is under the table’s edge and making circles on my thigh.
I say nothing, and return to my reading. I’m loving that she’s unable to resist touching me. Scribbling notes and reading become more difficult though as she slowly works her way higher, making my dick twitch and grow in anticipation of her final destination.
It’s fucking with my concentration and my writing. I look down to find my handwriting has gotten worse and apparently that my notes have moved in a direction I wasn’t expecting. Scribbled in the last sentence is some gibberish of “cock in cunt.”
There’s a small smirk on her lips when I glance over again and her hand grazes against my now raging hard-on. I’m breathing heavier than I should be, but having to stay still while she touches me, to not react, is fucking torture.
Fuck, I got off in the shower to help keep me from immediately pulling her into a secluded corner of the library, and now she’s begging me to.
And there are places. I scouted them out the first time I visited.
My gaze bounces all over the library to anywhere and anyone I can see. There aren’t a lot of people on this level, and most are too absorbed in their own work to care that my girl is stroking my cock through my pants. There’s a guy at the other end of the row of tables we’re sitting at, but he’s about twenty feet away and I’ve never seen him before.
Jaw locked down, trying to keep my breathing steady. My fists clench and unclench.
“Kira,” I hiss between my teeth.
“Yeah?” Her voice is light, playful.
“You’re going to make me come.”
She moves her head to look at me and I let out a small groan at the fucking want pouring out of her eyes. “Good.”
I shake my head. “Oh, no, you misunderstand.” I turn and slip my hand between her thighs, grinding my fingers against her clit. She lets out a gasp. “I’m going to fucking drag your teasing ass over there and make a large deposit inside you. I’ll let you choose pussy or mouth, but whichever way, you’re going to make me come and you’re going to take it all.”
Now I’m not the only one breathing heavy and she hasn’t stopped stroking me. A shudder runs through me, sparking a rush packing of my bag.
“Get your shit together.” I groan when her hand leaves, immediately missing her touch.
My hands are all over her as I move us through the shelves. It’s like a maze, but I know where I’m headed. In the back corner, the last shelf doesn’t lean against the wall, creating a small nook in the corner of the building.
One more corner and as soon as I’m around I stop in my tracks, Kira bumping into me.
“Damn,” I whisper as I find the spot I was dragging Kira to is occupied.
Not only is it occupied, but I can see Ryan’s cock driving into Dana, pinning her into the wall with it.
“Oh, my God.” Kira’s eyes are wide as she sees a side of her brother I’ve seen too many times to count, but probably not for his sister’s eyes. “I-I can’t unsee this.”
“Dude, they catch us and they’re never going to let us come back.”
“Brayden!” Kira swings her arm out, smacking me in the stomach.
That catches Ryan’s attention and he flips us off.
I smirk down at Kira, my arm circling around her waist, grabbing her ass as I go. “See, baby, we’re not the only ones.”
Kira covers her eyes and turns, walking as fast as she can away from the low groans and pants of her brother and his girl. The shock of it all may have changed her mind, but that pussy of mine asked for it.
A few steps and I catch up to her and slip my fingers between hers and make a sharp right, dragging her with me.
She lets out a surprised squeak and tries to pull back. “Brayden?”
My lips twitches up into a smirk. “That’s not the only place, little tease.”
The perfect O shape her mouth makes tells me exactly how she’s going to get what she asked for. Right between those full lips and down her throat.
Now to find the other spot on this floor.
October 26th 2015
Most of the time parking space is limited on campus or way out in the boonies where the distance is the same as if I walked from m
y apartment. Which is when the bus comes in handy. It picks up outside my complex and drops off at multiple places, including right in front of the lecture hall.
On Monday’s, Kira and I both have a class there. Hers is in one of the giant rooms with five hundred seats while mine is in one of the smaller rooms with less than a hundred. It’s probably less than fifty, but I haven’t bothered to count. The great thing is they both begin and end at almost the same time, meaning I have thirty minutes to read while I wait for her to get out.
I rub at my eyes, blinking down at the text. It’s only three in the afternoon and I could use a nap. Being our last class of the day, I’m hoping she’s down for a siesta with maybe a little afternoon delight.
The workload for the night is as heavy as my backpack and I can use the recharge.
I hear it as I sit here. The whispered words. The school is huge, but the circle we run in is as well. There were hundreds of people at that party where Jenn showed Kira the video. Near a thousand, or at least close, where Jenn walked in on us.
It is a little bit of justice in my eyes. Fucking Kira like that, making it absolutely clear I am never going to be with Jenn. However, it had the added effect of people staring at us. People who don’t know who we are, but know by sight thanks to Jennifer.
Even with Jenn slowing down as she’s lost friend after friend, the gossip is already out there.
“If he was my stepbrother, I’d be fucking him as well,” a girl whispers, though not as low as she thinks in the echoing hall.
“Erika! That’s disgusting.” The second girl’s face scrunches up and she gives me a dirty look.
“Can you mind your own fucking business? Or are you that big of gossip whores? Because I don’t even fucking know who you are and you’re talking like you know shit when you don’t.”
I’m fucking tired and they’re rubbing me wrong, souring my mood.
The girl, who I think is named Erika, blushes, her eyes wide.
“I-I’m sorry,” Erika stammers. “She didn’t mean anything . . .”
I stand from my seat on the floor and Erika’s eyes wander up my body. It’s a look I’m familiar with.
“That girl you’re talking about is my best friend and has been since I was ten, which was long before she became my step sister. Jealous bitches who want my dick again make up all kinds of shit when they’re clawing at one tiny little thread to get me in their bed.”
The other girl is staring at me, seemingly unconvinced. “Then why is she saying this stuff if it hurts you as well?”
“She doesn’t look at it that way. She sees it as taking out competition that she doesn’t even have.” There is no competition, there is only Kira. “Rumors are a trap. I can spread one right now that you two are lesbians. How the fuck would you feel about that?”
“It’s bullshit.”
I press harder. “Or how your Daddy gives it to you good when you go home.”
“Shut up!”
“Doesn’t feel good, does it?” I ask.
They both shake their head. “No.”
“Then think twice about the gossip mill. It’s filled with shit and all it does is cover you with shit. No guy wants a shitty girl.”
“Hey.” Kira’s voice drifts over, causing me to look at her at her.
She’s smirking and lifting brow, but there’s a bit of a furrow and a cautious edge to her expression. “My brother is demanding my presence. Can you give me a lift?”
I smile down at her. “Sure.” I wave at the girls one last time. “Don’t be gossip girls. It’s not a good look.”
Leaving the building, it takes everything in me to keep from mauling Kira, because I know they’re watching. All I want to do is fuck her right here all caveman style to show everyone the truth, that she’s mine and I don’t want any other.
“What was that all about?” she asks.
“Fucking bullshit Jenn rumors.”
“I had a feeling. You did a good job dispelling them with those girls.”
I scoff. “They were more interested in if it meant I was a free agent or not.”
“Big fat no.”
“And besides, I never said that the rumors were lies. I said they shouldn’t listen to rumors. So what if some of Jenn’s rumors are correct, she’s a fucking cunt.”
She lets out a little chuckle. “So wrong.”
I nod in agreement. “Does Ryan really need you?”
“Nah, but it was a great excuse to be leaving with you.”
I blow out a breath. “Good, because I need you.”
“Do you now?”
I nod, my eyes scanning the bus schedule as I look down at my watch. There’s a bus arriving any minute.
“I need a nap. Followed up by some Netflix and chill. Only no Netflix, just chill. And from the bed in the spooning position.”
She lets out a sigh and shakes her head. “Just say sex.”
“I like my way of saying it just fine.”
“Idiot.”
I smirk down at her. “Hey, I’m your idiot.”
She shakes her head. “You’re not right in the head, I swear.”
The bus arrives and we get on. It’s a quick ride, maybe ten minutes, and drops us right at the entrance of my apartment complex.
My apartment is in the back, and we make our way along with one or two of my neighbors. The mailboxes are grouped together, and I pull out my keys to check to see if there’s anything. I’ve been checking it religiously every day since about day four after I sent the tests in. The wait is killer.
“What’s your load tonight?” Kira asks.
“You mean besides the one I’m leaving in you?”
She swats at my arm. “Yeah, besides that one. Or two or three or whenever you collapse.”
“High sex drive, baby. You get to reap all the benefits of my studness.”
“Oh, my God, you did not just say that.”
I pull her chin up. “Do you want this stud to breed you, Kitty?”
“You’re so wrong in the head.”
“You need more material. You already said that.” I stop in front of the mailboxes and turn to her. “Or is it that I’ve gotten to you and your brain has stopped working because all you can think about is my cock in that cunt of yours making you scream out.”
“Shut up!” Her face has flushed to a bright pink. “Freaking perv. People can hear you.”
I glance around. “Who? There’s nobody here.”
“As I was asking that you had to turn dirty, what is your homework load?”
“Oh, homework.” Turning the key, I open the door and pull out more pieces than I expected. Did I check the mail yesterday?
Her eyelids drop, her mouth as well, giving me that really? look.
I shut the metal door and return to our path as I finger through each piece.
“I’ve got about fifty pages to read tonight and . . .” I trail off. In the stack of mail is an envelope from a lab. From the lab that I sent the DNA test off to.
It’s here. Finally.
“Brayden?”
I blink up at Kira before hastily shoving the envelope back between the rest of the mail. “Sorry. What were you saying?”
“It’s not what I was saying, you were telling me about your homework.”
I nod. “Right. So, nap, sex, food, then read fifty pages of boring. You?”
“I have a report due on Tuesday, so I’m going to have to spend some time at the library.”
I groan. “Seriously?”
“Sorry, but you’re kinda distraction central.”
I throw my arm over her shoulder as we begin the rest of the walk down to my apartment. “Pot, this is kettle calling.”
“Hey! You’re always the one to start the shenanigans.”
“Me? So last night when I was falling asleep on the couch and you pulled my cock out and woke me up by sucking me to attention, that was me?”
She purses her lips and refuses to look at me.
“Or last we
ek at the library when your hand kept riding up my leg until you were practically jerking me off through my jeans.”
“You started that one.”
My mouth pops open. “I was innocently reading.”
“Innocent my ass, you were wearing your glasses.”
I smirk and scrunch my brow. “How was that starting it?”
She quirks her eyebrow at me before turning away. “You know.”
“I do?”
“Yes.”
“What? Because I really don’t know.”
She let out a little huff, her cheeks darkening. “Because you’re sexiness triples when you wear them.”
My lips twitch up into a smirk. “Really?”
She rolls her eyes and huffs. “Idiot.”
“No, seriously, tell me more about my sexiness,” I say as I slip the key leading into the building into the lock.
“You already have a huge ego, I’m not going to inflate it more.”
“You’re my girlfriend, isn’t that something you’re supposed to do?”
“I’ll inflate your dick, but your ego needs no help from me,” she says as we step inside and head up the stairs.
“You’re not going to tell me how big I am? How you don’t think it will fit?”
She rolls her eyes. “We had sex this morning, but that seems to be all you have on your mind.”
I shrug. “I’m a guy with a dick that’s always hard for you, what do you expect?”
“A little breather for my pussy to recover.”
“So, you’re ready for anal.” I wag my brows at her.
She purses her lips, which is not the physical reaction I’m expecting. No swats or name calling. Just a flush of her cheeks and biting her lower lip.
Fuck, yes.
A first for both of us. The only one we have, and I’m more than ready.
October 30th 2015
“Again?” Kira asks in one of the most annoyed tones I’ve ever heard, clearly upset by my announcement of going to Indianapolis. “What happened to all that stuff about taking me with you each and every time after?”
“You just said you have a huge project you have to work on.”
Kira huffs as she stands, her arms crossing over her chest. “That doesn’t matter. It’s Halloween tomorrow. What are you really doing, Brayden?”