Page 157 of The Silver Fox Brother

Winter is in the bathroom. The door is closed. I walk in, shut the door behind me, and stand in the middle of the room, waiting. Only a minute or so goes by before I hear the water running in the sink. Then it shuts off.

The bathroom door opens and Winter walks out. We stare at each other from across the room. She looks at me, giving a knowing smirk. I begin to walk toward her. When I reach her, I kiss her hard. She kisses me back without hesitation.

She looks up at me.

"Dinner's in thirty minutes."

I kiss her again, slower this time.

"That's plenty of time."

I pause, then pull back slightly with a teasing expression.

"But you're right. I guess we should maybe save this all for later."

I take her hand and turn as if to walk out the door. Winter stops me, pulling at my shirt to signal me to stop. I turn back and look at her. Both of us have lust in our eyes.

Without breaking eye contact, Winter begins to unbutton my pants. I move closer to her until we're pressed up against each other. She continues working on my belt, her fingers pulling it free from the hook. She doesn't say anything. She keeps her eyes focused on what she's doing.

Once the belt comes undone, she unbuttons my pants. Then the zipper. I take her hand and slide it into my pants, guiding her to feel my rock-hard cock straining against my briefs. I lean in to kiss her as she begins to stroke me slowly at first, then with more purpose.

Then she kneels down slowly in front of me, her eyes fixed on mine as I watch her. Once she's on her knees, she pulls my pants down first, then my briefs. My cock springs free—long, thick, veins bulging. I feel like I'm about to burst.

Her lips part as she brushes them lightly over my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. The softness of her mouth, combined with the heat of her breath, nearly undoes me. She flicks her tongue over the tip, tasting the pre-cum, and a guttural groan escapes my throat.

“Fuck,” I growl, my fingers gripping chunks of her hair as she takes me deeper.

Her tongue swirls around my shaft, and I jerk involuntarily, the sensation almost too much to bear. She sucks me with hollow cheeks, her lips sealed tightly around my length as her hands grip my thighs. My head falls back, and I let out a deep groan, my hips bucking hard as I fuck her mouth. Her moans vibrate against my cock, as saliva begins to seep from the sides of her mouth, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me.

“Just like that,” I hiss, my voice strained as she sucks harder, gagging on it.

Her arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer into her mouth, and I grip her hair tighter, guiding her movements. The wet, lewd sounds of her sucking my cock fill the room, mingling with my ragged breathing.

My control slips further as I continue thrusting, hitting the back of her throat. Her eyes flick up to meet mine, and the sight of her looking at me while my dick is in her mouth sends me over the edge—almost.

I pull back suddenly, my cock glistening and throbbing in the cool air. Her lips are swollen, her chest heaving as she stares up at me, her desire palpable.

“Not yet,” I growl, my voice dark and commanding.

I sit back on the bed, pulling her up with me. My hands grip her waist as I guide her onto my lap. Her legs straddle me, her warm pussy pressing against my cock, and I nearly lose it again.

My hands slide up to grope her breasts. She doesn’t hesitate, reaching between us, as she grips my shaft to guide me to her entrance. The sensation of her wet tight pussy enveloping me as she sinks down on my cock slowly is too intense.

She throws her head back, her moan loud and unrestrained as she takes my girth fully. My hands grip her hips, guiding her movements as she begins to ride me, her rhythm steady and unrelenting. Her nails dig into my shoulders, her tits bounce with each thrust as I jerk my hips upward to meet her. The friction is exquisite, each movement driving me closer to the edge.

“Fuck me good,” I growl, my fingers squeezing the flesh of her hips as I thrust harder, deeper. Her moans grow louder, her movements more frantic as we both chase the inevitable.

Her pussy walls tighten around me, her body trembling as she comes undone again, her cries echoing through the room. The sensation sends me spiraling, my control shattering as my release takes over me.

I grip her in place, squeezing her thighs as I groan, my voice a guttural roar. My hips jerk uncontrollably as my cum spurts outs in heavy loads deep into her walls, her pussy milking me for everything I have. I still myself inside of her as my cock pulsates. She collapses onto my chest, her body trembling with the aftershocks as I hold her close.

Our breaths mingle in the silence, ragged and uneven as we come down together.

Chapter Nineteen

Winter

We arrive at the upper deck for dinner at 7:15.