Chapter 8

My form starts to assist his tongue, and he remains oblivious as I lick every spot I can find between the moans. Rita’s no longer fighting me and she’s allowing herself to feel what I feel. I start to buck my hips as I force him to work my clit with everything I’ve got.

‘That’s it, Rita. Enjoy yourself. You’re mine, and I don’t think you’ll put up any more fights. Not when the rewards are like this.’

I press my lips back as I tilt my head and moan. My body tightens as I moan out from the pleasure of his tongue and my form. I’m right at the edge and the wave of pleasure is coming for us. Rita’s lost completely to me as she moans within.

Pleasure consumes my body as I press down on him and release his tongue. His mouth moves to swallow my eruptions and I smile at the willingness of her son. My moans intensify as the pleasure increases and I need to control just how far back I press as his fingers dig in deeply.

The moment passes after countless eruptions and I get off his bed with weakened knees. His face is coated almost completely and I love the way his eyes move up to mine. I’m tempted to join him, but there’s something else I want to do before the sun comes.

I leave him in his exhausted state and enter Jenna’s room. I don’t bother to close either door as I watch her, still trying to bring herself to orgasm. Her legs are parted wide and her eyes are closed.

‘Looks like she needs some help. Fuck it. Not quite what I had in mind, but I like the way you think. See what happens when you don’t fight.’

She looks up as I reach her bed and my hand moves down her body. I press my lips to hers and know she can taste her brother. My fingers reach for her soaked clit as she moans into my mouth and closes her eyes. I don’t have the energy to force them open and will have to settle for this.

Her hips start to buck as I press my tongue inside her mouth and there’s no fight at all. I love the way her tongue goes to battle, and I press my lips a little harder against her face. My face pulls back as she reaches the edge and my fingers intensify their movement.

She moans out hard as she starts to explode and I do love the way she responds to me. Rita seems to be enjoying herself, and I grin at some of the comments. All she needed to do was let go and this would have been so much more fun, but they never do until I have them all.

I can see her brother’s release on her lips as the moans die down and pull my hand back, which is coated in the slickness of her release. The bed is calling and I don’t have the energy to watch her eyes as she recovers. My knees almost fail me as I reach my bed and manage to pull myself onto it.