Twisted - Tangled Limbs Sequel (Shannon Leto Fanfiction)

Chapter 25

(Trigger warnings: Language and Sexual Content)

(Missi's POV)

'Mmm...I love waking up to this.' Shannon said caressing my ass.

'Me too babe.' I mumbled into my pillow, half awake and almost chuckling that he liked waking up to my ass more than me.

'What?' He cooed nuzzling my neck.

'I feel complete now.' I chuckled.

'You're not taking me seriously.'

'Ya think?' I laughed as he climbed over me. 'Oh my, what were you thinking about?' I asked as I felt his hardened appendage at my entrance.

'I'll give you a hint.' He said nudging his tip in.

'I think you'll need to give me more than that.' I snickered.

'I have plenty more.' He said edging in further. 'How's that?'

'So so.' I teased, and he pushed further into me.

'Maybe you should work it a little and I'll get back to you later.' I said, trying not to let on I was feeling anything.

He drew back and shot into me and a squeak escaped my lips, the yes/no kind.

The next stroke was blissfully slow and steady, and I moaned.

'Any feedback yet?' He asked before thrusting hard again and evoking another squeak. 'I didn't think so.' He gloated.

I could just picture his smug expression and retaliated the best way possible. I contracted my muscles around him as hard as I could.

'God that's tight.' He groaned sharply.

The teasing and taunting were over now. We were chasing a common goal once he put his hand underneath me and I ground against it.

'Oh yeah.' He whispered as I came in glorious waves.

He nipped at the sweet spot below my ear as he removed his hand. Then propped himself up on his elbows and eloquently documented his release for the world to hear.

'I need water.' He panted.

'I'll get it.' I said looking around for something to wear to the living room. The clothes I'd worn the day before were lying near the shower and they were wet. My bag was in the living room, so I opened Shannon's and pulled out a pair of boxers and a shirt and threw them on hastily. I went out to the living room and when I bent over to get the bottled water out of the fridge by the bar, I suddenly felt cold air on my pucker of all things. I reached back and discovered I'd put the boxers on backwards and snickered to myself. I was grabbing the water when I realized I wasn't alone in the living room. Someone was typing on what sounded like a cell phone.

'Morning Missi.' Jared said cheerfully. 'Is that what my brother is into these days? I thought there was a little something going on in there.' He chuckled.

'You didn't see...' I said turning to face him.

'No, no, I looked away.' He said and then cracked up.

'Oh God.' I said retreating to the bedroom. 'Shannon, you can get your own water from now on.' I said tossing it on the bed.

'What's wrong?' He asked.

'I didn't realize I was flashing your brother.' I said slamming the bathroom door. 'And bring me my bag.' I yelled once I realized I still had nothing decent to wear.

It wasn't long before the sound of Shannon and Jared's laughter rang out and I wanted to die of embarrassment.

'I have your bag.' Shannon called to me from outside the door.