A Sister's Power. Cydney Rax

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      “I need this,” she murmured.

      She wanted to say ‘I need you too’ but stopped short of doing so.

      “You like it?” he asked.

      “More than you can know. Can’t you tell?”

      When he sucked her vagina, Burgundy’s eyes fluttered out of sight.

      “I think I’m just about ready,” she murmured. His fingers rubbed across her clitoris. He rubbed her over and over until she almost shrieked.

      “Oh Edmund.”

      “Yep, you’re good and ready,” he assured her. “But I have a little bit more to go.”

      “Please, baby. I can’t wait any longer.”

      He licked her from behind and drove her nearly insane. He found her erogenous zone and caused the most thrilling sensations to zoom through her. The erogenous zone was that mystical sexual island that few men were lucky enough to locate in a woman. And if a woman came across a man who could find it, she tried her best to hold on to him as long as possible.

      Burgundy let Edmund do his thing. Wave after wave of pleasure seemed to roll over, then up and down her body, coursing through her until she could barely stand it.

      Each erotic touch from her lover made her forget everything that had been going on.

      Life was strange and unpredictable and many eligible women lacked a sexy, understanding, intuitive man who knew how to bring everything he had to the table. Edmund Langston Murray was that type of guy.

      He flipped her over and sucked on her vagina like it was a treasure, and kept doing it till she was dripping wet. Edmund loved how Burgundy stroked his penis between her fingers until it grew rock hard. She rolled a condom on his erect penis then let him ravish her. He pounded against her over and over again, slapping her thigh with his thigh and making her loins sore. And when he hit her spot with one good hard thrust, she screamed and clawed his back with her pointed nails. Scratches ignited him. He pumped wildly into her like a crazy man. Burgundy shuddered and screamed, releasing all her anxiety into one long, soothing, jerky climax that renewed her.

      “My God,” she said gasping for breath. “That was . . . that was wonderful.”

      “That wasn’t shit.”

      “Huh?”

      Just when she thought it was all over, Edmund thrust hard against her one last time. He was like a woodpecker, he kept going and going. With widened eyes, she sharply inhaled then bore the pain of his penis and let pleasure invade her body once more.

      “Ohh, baby you got some good pussy.”

      “Do I?”

      “Yeah, oh shit, here it comes.”

      He howled and whimpered as satisfaction began to take over. Burgundy lifted her neck and bit his shoulder. Unbelievably, he caused her to come again and she screeched against his arm and let him plunge into her.

      “Oh, daddy, that’s never happened to me before.” She laughed. “This is just how I like it. Do it harder again but even harder. Slap my ass or something. Hell, I need this, I deserve it.”

      After he climaxed, she pushed him off of her, then fell back, spreading out on her stomach; she looked like a drunkard after a long night of drinking.

      “Uh, umm,” she panted and tried to catch her breath.

      “You alright?”

      “I’m wonder-wonder-wonderful, baby. Just lovely. But sleepy as hell.” She pretended like she was snoring.

      Edmund could only laugh. He was becoming more acquainted with her. He felt like he knew her like a book. He’d let her get some rest, then he’d wake her up, nibble on her breasts and her toes, then they’d start all over again.

      * * *

      Exhausted from their sexy liaison, they promptly fell asleep in each other’s arms. And later on, when she had to use the restroom, she couldn’t go back to sleep just yet. Making love again was the last thing on her mind. Since he woke up too, she decided to say what was on her mind.

      “Elm, do you think I handled things all wrong with Natalia? Go on. Tell me.”

      “I think you thought you made the best decision at the time.”

      “Yeah. But—”

      “But if you had to do it all over again . . . ?”

      “I’d choose better words and I’d look at things from her perspective. I’d try to understand that she acted that way because basically, you’re like a stranger. My hooking up with you feels too much, too soon.”

      When she realized how deeply she could have hurt her child, she placed her hands over her face and burst into tears. Edmund stroked her hair and let her get it all out.

      “Baby, if you think we should slow things down a bit, I can pull back. But truthfully, I don’t want to.”

      “I want to do the right thing. Yet at the same time, if I am honest, I don’t want you to pull back either. No, don’t do that. Don’t even think about doing it.”

      “But I don’t want to make things any worse for you. I care about you too much to let that happen . . .”

      It touched her deeply to see that Edmund didn’t see her as just a bed buddy that he could easily discard.

      “Edmund, sweetie, if you don’t mind, I’d like for us to find a way to make all of this work. I will tread carefully when it comes to Natalia. Make her feel loved and secure. And make you feel just as loved and desired. But family comes first. Alright, baby?”

      “I’m here for you, Burgundy. In whatever way you need me, for as long as you need me.”

      The next evening, Alita found her way back at Burgundy’s house. The two sisters had gathered in the kitchen sipping from cups of hot coffee and chatting. That’s when Burgundy, still on her sexy buzz, let it slip that she spent the night with Edmund.

      “Really, B? You fucking Edmund Murray now? I’ve heard of him. He owns those catfish restaurants around town. What are you now? A food chain groupie?”

      “Lita, my friends are none of your business.”

      “Your Daddy Warbucks ain’t been in the ground a minute and you already slobbing on his knob like some corn on the cob?”

      “Alita!”

      “It’s true, though right? You’ve been letting him get it only two weeks after your hubby croaked?”

      “Not that it’s any of your business but it’s been longer than two weeks.”

      “Okay then, excuse me for getting it wrong. You shed your wifely tears then started dating after six long weeks.”

      “Having СКАЧАТЬ