The Rules of Dating My Best Friend’s Sister Read Online Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
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She nodded through heavy breaths. “Yeah, it feels good.”

Lala bent her legs back farther and tilted her ass to allow me better access. Eventually, I was all the way in and moving freely.

“Nothing in my entire life has ever felt like this,” I muttered.

It was the damn truth.

“You can go faster…” she said.

I was trying to go easy here and she wanted more? I wasn’t sure I could handle it.

“When I come inside you, Lala, I want you to think about how you’re mine and only mine, sweetheart. You got it?”

“Mmm-hmm.” She tightened around me for a moment, nearly causing me to come.

Sliding in and out with ease now, I said, “You tell me when you’re ready.”

I continued fucking her slowly, my eyes alternating between rolling back in pleasure and watching myself enter and exit her, which was pretty much the hottest thing I’d ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

A few minutes later, she began to massage herself faster. “Come inside my ass, Holden. I’m ready.”

Her words totally undid me as I thrust deep inside her once, my balls slapping as I exploded, filling her with my hot cum and pumping in and out until there was nothing left. Holy shit. What just happened? That was phenomenal. After we both came down from it, I lowered my head to her chest.

Her body shook with laughter. “I’m almost afraid for you to pull out.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll clean you up nice and good before you have to go back.”

“Not sure there’s much you can do. I may have to use the work bathroom for like a half hour.” She laughed.

“Sorry, yeah.” I leaned to kiss her forehead. “I get that.”

“Don’t apologize. That felt amazing. Especially when you came.”

“Amazing doesn’t even properly describe what that felt like for me, beautiful.” I ran my thumb across her lips. “Thank you for trusting me.”

I slowly pulled out before lifting myself off her and reaching over to my bag to take out a towel I’d packed, knowing she might need it. I handed it to her. After she cleaned up—as best as one could in the back of a van—I looked at my phone.

“We still have like fifteen minutes before you have to be back. You said you ate, but do you want to get ice cream or something?”

“Anal and ice cream?” She broke out into hysterical laughter. “Why, you romantic man!”

“What can I say? I’m a romantic kind of guy.” I pinned her under me and tickled her. “That’s how we do it in the Creepy Lunchtime Van Express, baby.”

***

Lala came over to my place straight after work, and we had sex a few more times that evening.

That might have seemed like a lot, but if you took into account our prolonged weeks of foreplay, we were simply making up for lost time.

It was after 9 PM before we finally rolled out of my bed and went to the kitchen so I could figure out what to make us to eat.

Lala leaned against my counter as I perused the fridge.

“So, you knocked three items off my list today,” she said.

“Let me see…analingus, anal, and sex in a car, right?”

“Yup.” She giggled.

“Not bad for a day’s work, eh?” I winked.

“You’re a workhorse, Holden.” She sighed. Then her tone changed. “So… there’s something I need to say.”

I shut the fridge and turned to her, giving her all of my attention. “What’s up?”

Lala fiddled with her hands. “Even though I told you I’d be up for anything, there is actually one thing that I wouldn’t be willing to do with you.”

“Okay…” I blinked. “I’m listening.”

“I know I might appear eager and curious and all that, but I want to make it clear that I would never be okay with sharing. So threesomes are out of the question.”

I couldn’t help smiling as I walked over and wrapped my hands around her ass. “That’s so funny.”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t even think about anyone else right now, let alone invite them into our bed, Lala. I would never want to share you with anyone—man or woman. The thought of anyone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach. You’re the only girl I’ve ever felt that way about.” I kissed her nose. “Anyway, I have a rule as far as threesomes go.”

“What is it?”

“I would never expect a woman to share me if I couldn’t also share her. It needs to be a two-way street. And under no circumstances would I ever be willing to share you.”

“How long have you had that rule?”

“I just made it up.” I smirked.

She smacked my chest. Our eyes locked, and then her expression turned serious again.

I pulled her in closer. “What’s on your mind, sweetheart?”

She looked up at me. “I don’t ever want this carefree feeling to end. Let’s just take this day by day, not worrying about where it’s going. I’m not ready to think about how to define what we’re doing.”


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