squirt?” I said.
He reached over and grabbed one of my shirts off the floor and wiped his face.
“I heard of women that could do that but I have never experienced it firsthand.”
He looked up at me and smiled.
“That was so fucking hot!”
With that, he leaped on the bed on top of me fitting himself between my legs again. He kissed me and I could feel myself being covered with my own cum.
Then he was inside of me. He filled me so well that I felt like I could come again.
He fucked me roughly not letting up one bit. I rode the surge with him wrapping my legs around his waist. Eventually he made me turn over and stick my ass in the air. Then he was pounding me from behind. I gripped the sheets holding on for dear life.
“Oh, babe,” he said.
Then he came hard inside of me panting and moaning desperately. He rolled off me and I fell flat on my stomach trying to catch my breath.
It all started to hit me all at once what just happened. Stacy was going to kill me. I had broken the only rule she had given me and I felt so awful about it.
On the other hand, he was so amazing in bed! If I knew baby brother could be this good, I wouldn’t have waited so long.
I rolled over and slid to the top of the bed leaning against the headboard. He laid there staring at the ceiling.
He broke the silence.
“Hannah, no more sleeping with my teammates. I mean it.”
I didn’t know after what we just shared he could still sound so angry with me. I think he realized he sounded harsh because he rolled over and began to kiss my legs.
“Fine, David. I will not have sex anymore with any of your teammates.”
He crawled up the bed and kissed me on the lips.
“Good,” he said lying kisses on my neck and down my chest.
I touched him stopping him in mid-motion.
“David.”
He looked up at me.
“Yes, babe?”
“We can’t tell Stacy.”
I heard him sigh.
“Are you afraid of my sister?”
I thought about that for a moment.
“I’m not afraid of her, but I am afraid of losing her friendship over this. We are not just friends, we are business partners. I can’t have this messing things up.”
He was quiet for a second. Then he leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.
“I won’t tell a soul.”
“Thank you,” I said tussling his long hair some more.
It was still wet and sticky from my cum.
“Now, I want to see you squirt again,” he said climbing on top of me.
Well, I guess I already slept with him. What’s wrong with a round two?
Dear Diary ,
Lust is a powerful thing.
It gets a hold of you the same way smoking a good joint would.
It was like a drug and it always left me feeling high and out of control.
When a sexy man was in my sights I sought out the one thing that could quench my thirst.
I had a new object of my lust and I could see he had the potential to show me things I have never experienced before. He knew just what to do and just what to say to make me lose my religion if I had any in the first place.
Yet as all good things go, this may be too good to be true. There was a problem right out the gate.
There was the matter of me giving my word to Stacey and David that I would learn to control myself. I would not fuck clients and I would not fuck his teammates.
It gets real sticky when the man that threatens to unnerve me is both.
I made promises to the people that I care about to control myself and not give in to the temptations that bind me. I needed to learn not to let lust cloud my judgment.
Do they realize what they are asking me to do? Do they realize who they are talking to? Have I ever been able to control my cravings?
-H
Chapter Three
My day had not started well. I was sitting in the office checking my email hoping this headache that I had all day would go away, when Stacy burst in looking incredibly happy and flushed.
“I have a new client for us,” she practically sang as she plopped down into the swivel chair in front of my desk.
I sat back in my