FORBIDDEN TIES {My brother's best friend}

Chapter 29

 As we kissed, his lips trailed down my neck and over the curve of my collarbone. His hands moved down to my waist, pulling me closer to him as he continued to explore my body. Each touch was tender and filled with a sense of longing that I couldn't ignore. His fingers slowly slipped beneath the fabric of my panties, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

I gasped as he began to caress my pussy, his fingers moving in slow circles over my clit. The sensation was overwhelming - every touch making me moan out in pleasure.

He leaned up and looked at me with an intensity that made it hard for me to catch my breath. Without breaking eye contact, his fingers continued their exploration - sliding inside me and pumping in a steady rhythm. It felt so good that I arched my back and let out a deep moan. He smiled softly at the sound before leaning back down to kiss me again. Our lips met in another passionate embrace as he continued to explore my body, his fingers moving faster and harder now.

He expertly hit my g-spot with each thrust of his fingers. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, but he seemed determined to prolong the pleasure as much as possible. He slowed down the pace of his movements, teasing and tantalizing me until I was practically begging for release. I moaned softly in frustration as he continued to toy with me, every touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

I writhed beneath him, my hips bucking against his hand in a desperate attempt to find release. But he wasn't done yet - not even close. With a wicked grin on his face, he shifted position slightly and began using his other hand to tease my nipples while still keeping up the slow and steady rhythm inside me. The combination of sensations drove me wild with desire, making it even harder for me to hold back. A few more strokes of his skilled fingers and I felt like I was in heaven. I gasped as he increased the speed and pressure of his movements, sending me spiraling towards an intense orgasm.

Just as I was on the edge, he suddenly stopped and looked at me.

"I want to taste you instead," he said, his voice husky with desire, shifting me towards the car door.

He was so good at everything, his fingers were skilled and his tongue was even more so. I smiled, biting my lips as I watched him.

I gasped in pleasure as his lips touched my pussy, the sensation sending shivers down my spine. He knew exactly how to use his tongue to drive me wild with desire, and every flick and swirl of it against my sensitive skin only made me moan louder. I arched my back, pushing myself closer to him as he continued to work his magic between my legs. His hands were firm on my hips, keeping me steady as he licked and sucked at me with increasing intensity.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm again, but this time it was different - more intense somehow. The combination of pleasure from his fingers earlier and now the exquisite sensations from his mouth had built up inside me like a pressure cooker ready to blow. And then suddenly it happened - a tidal wave of ecstasy crashed over me as I came with a cry of pure bliss. But he didn't stop though - not even for a moment.

He continued licking and sucking at me until I was writhing and panting beneath him, completely spent from the intensity of my orgasm. Finally, he pulled away with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"You taste incredible," he said, leaning in to kiss me deeply. I could feel the heat between us, our bodies pressed together as we made out passionately against the car door. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other - every touch and every kiss only fueled our desire for more.

"I want you," Cyrus whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine once again. I nodded eagerly in response, already craving his touch again.

He pulled away from me, and I couldn't help but let my gaze wander down to the bulge in his shorts. When he pulled them down, his big, hard dick sprang up into view - and my mouth watered at the sight of it. I reached out to touch him, but he removed my hands with a smirk on his face.