Carnage: Book #1 The Story Of Us (Volume 1)(123)



I knock on Bailey’s door and open it before he replies, he looks up from paper work and I give him my best smile. “What?” he asks, he knows the look I’m giving him means I want something.

“Maca.” He nods at Sean.

“Big brother Bailey?”

“What dya want George?”

“This room.”

“What?”

“This room, can we borrow this room for like…”

“Twenty minutes,” Sean jumps in. Bailey looks from me to Sean and back to Sean again.

“You’re seriously asking to borrow my office, to f*ck my sister in Maca? You’ve got some balls.”

“Bails please, we’ve got a lot of making up to do, I’ll owe you big time, pleeease,” I whine.

He sighs, stands from his desk and throws me the keys. “Fifteen minutes, don’t make a mess and I want ten tickets with back stage passes for your next concert.”

“Cheers mate, not a problem, you can have twenty, fifty even,” Sean shouts as Bailey leaves. I lock the door after him.

As I turn around Sean is on me, his mouth slams onto mine, his tongue inside, hungrily seeking mine, he unzips my leather dress and because it’s strapless and fully lined, it slides down my body to the floor. I’m not wearing a bra so I’m now stood in the office that my Dad shares with my brother in my knee high boots and black lace knickers. I step out of my dress as Sean watches me.

“Fifteen minutes G, what can we manage in fifteen minutes dya think?” He licks up the inside of my arm and sucks on the inside of my elbow and I shudder.

“Bend over that desk and put your arse in the air.” I shudder again, this time just from pure desire. Coke always makes me horny and tonight more so than ever. It takes me just three steps to reach the desk, but the sensation, the friction caused by my thighs rubbing together, by the lace from my underwear, all off it pushes me closer and closer to an orgasm. I ache so badly, I just want him inside.

I do exactly as Sean requested, I lean forward on the desk and put my arse in the air, and I spread my legs and wait. I hear his zip undoing and groan quietly and can’t help but gyrate my hips toward him. He leans over me and wraps my hair around his hand and pulls it, just a little, but just enough to make me moan, he bites down on my shoulder and then says, “I’m gonna f*ck you G, I’m gonna f*ck you hard and fast and make us both see stars and then later, when I get you home, in bed, alone, I’m gonna make love to you. I’m gonna worship you and start making up for the past four years but right now, right now, we both need this.”

He pulls my knickers to one side and I buck and grind into him, I can feel his cock at the top of my arse crack and I panic for a minute at what he thinks he’s gonna do to me and let out a little whimper. “Shush baby, just relax.”

Every time he speaks, every word he says, just edges me closer and closer. He slides his finger out and drags them back, they hover over my arse. “I want this.” He taps. “But not here, not now, but I want it, I want you in every way G, every f*ckin’ inch of ya.”

As he finishes speaking he yanks on my hair and rams into me, his arm slides around my front and his middle finger pushes down on my clit, I push back, taking all of him inside me, then I grind forward onto his finger, he moves his hand and pushes his fingers inside me along with his cock and I feel like I’m being ripped open and it drives me insane. When he pushes the heel of his hand onto my clit, I’m done, I explode and my legs, quite literally go from under me. “Fuck!” Sean roars in my ears and I feel him come, hot and deep inside of me.

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