The Story Of Us - Jones Lesley (читать книги бесплатно полностью без регистрации сокращений txt) 📗

Lennon and Marley both shake their heads. “You two are a fuckin’ nightmare.”

Len looks at me. “We just had to practically sit on him when he saw some bloke touch you on the dance floor.”

I smile up at him and wrap my arms around his neck. “Did they baby, did you get jealous?”

“Yes, I told you this morning I get jealous; I hate the thought of you even talking to other blokes, let alone them touching you.” I kiss him, hard on the mouth. “You look stunning G, fucking gorgeous.”

Before I can answer, Ashley calls out. “Oi George, you gonna do the honours or what babe?”

I smile at her bluntness. “Of course, sorry, how rude of me.”

She comes over and stands beside me, we link arms. “Ashley, this is my boyfriend Sean and this is my brother Marley, Lennon you already know and Jimmie is just Jimmie… Boys, I don’t know if you remember Ash from school, think you might have already left by the time she started, but anyway, this is my good friend, work colleague and birthday girl Ashley Parker.”

“Happy birthday Darlin’,” Sean says and gives her a kiss on the cheek.

“Wow, I mean thanks, thank you and thanks for coming. Love your work by the way, sorry, I know it’s your night off but just wanted to get that out there.”

Sean just smiles and says, “Not a problem and thanks for the invite.”

But Ashley is no longer listening, she’s looking at Marley and Marley is looking at Ash, with his mouth almost hanging open to the floor. Sean uses the back of his hand under Marley’s bottom jaw and closes it.

Marl’s eyes wander over to me and he swallows, then says to Ash, “Happy birthday Ashley, you’re beautiful.”

“Okaaay,” Jimmie says and grabs my arm, I in turn grab Sean’s and we all turn in the opposite direction and leave the love/lust struck couple to chat. Sean and I stand and talk with Jimmie and Lennon and the continuous flow of people that come over and talk to us. There are a few people from school there, some Sean remembers, some he doesn’t but they all remember him and Marley, who is still at the end of the bar drooling over Ash.

After about an hour, Sean grabs my hand and says into my ear, “Come and dance with me.” He pulls me to the dance floor, where one of my favourite songs is playing, Soul 11 Soul’s ‘Back to life’.

Sean and I have only ever slow danced together, this song is too fast for a slow dance but too slow for a fast dance, but we manage. Sean pulls my back into his chest and I grind into him, he holds me against him by splaying his hand over my belly, with his other hand, he moves my hair off of my neck and scrapes his teeth over my bare shoulder, all the way to my nape. I lift my arm and curl it backward around his neck as I grab at his hair and grind my arse right into his rock hard cock.

“Fuck Gia, I need to be inside you, is there somewhere we can go?”

I turn around to face him and pull his hips into mine, I grab his hand and go in search of Bailey, luckily his office is upstairs and I don’t have to drag Sean through the crowd downstairs.

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 fuck 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 fuck you G, I’m gonna fuck 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 fuckin’ 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.

Sean and I have never had sex like this before, until this week, I was only sixteen the last time we had made love and that is exactly all that we had ever done, made love. Sean had always been gentle and considerate, he’d taught me, but never forced me and he had definitely never been rough like he had tonight. Tonight was fucking, pure and simple, lust fuelled fucking and I think I loved him even more than I did at the beginning of the night. The fact that he couldn’t wait till we got home, that we needed that connection so bad that I had had the cheek to ask my brother to use his office, it made me love in a way that made not just my heart but my whole body to ache.

I was spread; face down, with Sean still buried inside me over my brother’s desk. I groaned as Sean pressed against my back. “I can’t believe we did that, my brother’s got to work on this desk, I’m such a slut.” I could feel Sean’s laugh rattle inside him, I could feel his chest and shoulders move and his hot breath in my ear but he didn’t say anything, his hand reached out in front of me and he dragged a box of tissues toward us, pulled a handful out and passed them to me, he grabbed another handful, kissed my shoulder and pulled out of me.

We used the bathroom in the office, cleaned ourselves up, got dressed and unlocked the door. Bailey was sitting on a stool at the bar, talking to someone. Sean had my hand in one of his and the keys in the other, he dangled them over Bailey’s shoulder and said, “Cheers mate, we owe you big time.”