Lucky This Isn't Real: MacBride Brothers Series St. Patrick's Day Fake Fiance Romance by Jamie Knight (digital e reader .TXT) 📕

Darcy curled up on the couch with a beer for me and a can of pale ale for her, popping both. As though starring in a commercial, we both took a drink at the same time, ending off with a happy ‘ahhh’ sound I wasn’t sure humans actually made in real life.

A little dribble of beer trickled down her chin. I leaped in heroically to stop its progress with my thumb. Wiping away the dribble, I gave her my thumb to suck, which she did with some enthusiasm, the connection between us stronger than it had ever been. We both knew what was going to happen next, and there was no point in trying to ignore or deny it.

Darcy released my thumb, albeit reluctantly, and turned her back to me, her lustful look beforehand clarifying what she wished me to do.

Seizing the bottom of the well-placed zipper, I eased the little metal tab down toward the small of her back. Darcy held her hair out of the way as I did so.

When I could unzip no more, I pushed the two sides of her dress down gently, bringing the top of the top down to her waist. Darcy raised slightly to wiggle it down to her knees and then along her legs, finally getting it over her feet. I gently pushed her down. She stretched out her legs, and I untied and removed each of her sneakers, followed by her socks.

When she was down to her pretty pink underwear, I undid her bra, managing it in one go, not looking at her tits just then, and eased her soft, silk panties down the same route her dress had followed, joining it, along with her bra and shoes on the floor by the coffee table, where our drinks ended up.

In her most vulnerable state, not a single thing covering her, Darcy turned and leaned her back up against the arm. She opened her legs, showing me her full glory.

“I’ve wanted you from the second I saw you,” she admitted, her voice raspy, heavy with lust.

“You have no idea,” I said.

I fell into her embrace, licking and kissing the softest part of her lovely neck as she eased off my jacket, beginning her own pile of discarded clothes.

She started on my shirt, working her way down button by button as I nibbled her soft skin, making her hum with pleasure. Caressing her hands down my bare chest and belly, she reached my belt. With only a bit of difficulty, she got my belt buckle to unfasten and my pants open, easing the zipper slowly down.

Her hand brushed against my hard cock through my boxers, making me even more excited. My pants and boxers soon joined my jacket and shirt on the hardwood floor. Darcy’s soft, warm hand stroked my throbbing cock as I worked her nipples lightly between my fingers while softly necking her. I had died and entered heaven.

She made the first move. Her intentions clear. She used her free hand to ease me back against the arm on my side of the couch, getting me into much the same position she had been when I first got her naked. All while never relinquishing her hold on my cock. I figured she’d waited long enough and deserved to have it as long as she wanted.

Tenderly stroking me, Darcy blazed a trail of soft, warm kisses, starting at my neck and then progressing downwards. Turning her head slightly, she managed to lick all the way down my cock from the head, which she had already swirled her tongue around, and down to my balls.

Without hesitation, she took one of the heavy sacs into her mouth, giving it a deep suck before switching over to the other, all the while still lovingly stroking my cock. I worried I might cum right then and there but managed to hold back when she ran her tongue back up toward the head, with the clear intention of taking me deep.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. The sensations racing through me were unlike anything I’d ever felt before. On instinct, I put my hand on her shoulder. Darcy immediately moved it and placed it on her head. Not sure what else to do, I stroked her hair as she sucked me to a new state of consciousness, starting to go faster, deeper, and harder with every successive suck.

While I would have loved the most transcendental blowjob I’d ever had to last a lot longer, days if possible, Darcy was working so hard to gift me such magnificent pleasure it only seemed right that I cum. On a growl, I shot my load into her welcoming mouth.

As classy as she was lovely, Darcy swallowed my entire load, nearly vibrating with sheer delight.

“You taste delicious,” she said, moving towards my mouth.

We came together as one, our lips and tongues delighted to meet. The fire between us rising once more. I could feel the warmth on her skin, her cheeks beginning to flush with intensity.

As she held fast to my cock, refusing to let go, I put a hand between her legs, finally feeling the tender warmth of her pussy.

The stalemate ended when she made me cum for a second time, raising her hand to her mouth to clean off the cum. As soon as she was finished, I went in for a kiss, using the new leverage to get her on her back.

Relocated to the farthest end of the sofa, I smothered her with kisses, feeling her hot skin under my lips, my hand never leaving her soaked and swollen pussy. Moving down her neck, I progressed to her gorgeous tits, finally able to give them some tender loving care.

I thought Darcy might orgasm from the breast play alone,