picking me up and putting me on the dressing table behind me. “Spread
your legs,” he demanded.
I did as I was told. His hand slid down over my mound and his finger began sliding in and out of me
in a steady rhythm. Each time he pulled out he slid the wetness on his finger over my clit then pumped
back into me. I was very close to an orgasm. Rush seemed to know how to draw them out of me
easily.
“Does that feel good? Someone was all wet and ready,” he said in my ear and I shivered as his finger
slid out and this time moved backwards toward my other entrance. He swirled around it and
surprisingly enough it turned me on rather than bothering me. I’d thought it would bother me. The
moan that escaped me didn’t go unnoticed by Rush.
“You like that?” he asked as his finger gently prodded the entrance. I felt it in my clit. Squeezing my
eyes shut, I only nodded. “Fuck, baby. I’m not gonna be able to get through this damn dinner thinking
about you getting hot and bothered over me playing with your ass.”
I didn’t want to go to dinner now. I wanted to come.
Rush moved his finger back to my clit and circled it several times then pinched it with his thumb and
forefinger while his ring finger slid inside me. I grabbed his arms and cried out loudly while the
orgasm I’d felt building up inside of me erupted.
I went limp in his arms and he held me close to him as his hand slipped out of my panties. He began
to lick his fingers one at a time and my stomach quivered as I watched him. A smirk touched his lips
as the last finger popped from of his mouth.
“That should hold me until this nightmare is over. But do me a favor and leave those panties on. I
want to go down there knowing I made them all wet.”
His words made my breasts ache again. If he didn’t stop we were never going to make it down to
dinner.
“Put on something that will keep me calm and let’s go face the hell that awaits us,” Rush whispered
as he pulled me up. “Unless you just want to stay in here. I will bring you food if you’d rather skip it.”
There was no way I was going to hide up here while he went down there and dealt with Nan. I was
going too. Even if I intended to keep my mouth shut I would be there for moral support. “I’m coming
with you. Just give me a second. I’m a little breathless and weak.”
Rush grinned. “Just the way I like to keep you.”
I picked up my discarded dress and threw it at him. Then I went to the closet where I had hung up my
things and found another dress that fell just above my knees and had a higher neckline. I could wear
my knee length boots with this one and it would be cute enough.
I slipped it on and then turned to grab my boots.
“You’re wearing boots? Those boots?” Rush asked as I slipped my foot into the first one.
“Yes,” I replied.
Rush groaned and shook his head. “Damn boots make a man think of you wearing nothing but those
boots.”
“Rush. You have got to stop. You think everyone wants to see me naked. In case you haven’t noticed,
I have a stomach that pooches out. No man wants to see me naked... except for you.”
Both of Rush’s eyebrows shot up. “You really think that, don’t you?”
“I don’t think it, I know it.”
Rush let out a defeated sigh. “And that’s one of the reasons you’re so damn irresistible. Come on, my
sweet Blaire. Let’s go eat dinner.”
RUSH
With Blaire beside me during dinner I wasn’t going to be able to focus on Nan. I was going to be
protecting Blaire. When Nan had woken up from her coma and she’d found out about the baby she had
almost seemed to thaw a little toward Blaire. Then she’d found out Abe wasn’t her father. Kiro was.
Nan had been spiraling out of control since then. I understood her desire to have a parent who loved
her. I had hated Abe Wynn for years because of the fact my little sister was so broken. But it hadn’t
been Abe’s fault. My mother should have been honest
your legs,” he demanded.
I did as I was told. His hand slid down over my mound and his finger began sliding in and out of me
in a steady rhythm. Each time he pulled out he slid the wetness on his finger over my clit then pumped
back into me. I was very close to an orgasm. Rush seemed to know how to draw them out of me
easily.
“Does that feel good? Someone was all wet and ready,” he said in my ear and I shivered as his finger
slid out and this time moved backwards toward my other entrance. He swirled around it and
surprisingly enough it turned me on rather than bothering me. I’d thought it would bother me. The
moan that escaped me didn’t go unnoticed by Rush.
“You like that?” he asked as his finger gently prodded the entrance. I felt it in my clit. Squeezing my
eyes shut, I only nodded. “Fuck, baby. I’m not gonna be able to get through this damn dinner thinking
about you getting hot and bothered over me playing with your ass.”
I didn’t want to go to dinner now. I wanted to come.
Rush moved his finger back to my clit and circled it several times then pinched it with his thumb and
forefinger while his ring finger slid inside me. I grabbed his arms and cried out loudly while the
orgasm I’d felt building up inside of me erupted.
I went limp in his arms and he held me close to him as his hand slipped out of my panties. He began
to lick his fingers one at a time and my stomach quivered as I watched him. A smirk touched his lips
as the last finger popped from of his mouth.
“That should hold me until this nightmare is over. But do me a favor and leave those panties on. I
want to go down there knowing I made them all wet.”
His words made my breasts ache again. If he didn’t stop we were never going to make it down to
dinner.
“Put on something that will keep me calm and let’s go face the hell that awaits us,” Rush whispered
as he pulled me up. “Unless you just want to stay in here. I will bring you food if you’d rather skip it.”
There was no way I was going to hide up here while he went down there and dealt with Nan. I was
going too. Even if I intended to keep my mouth shut I would be there for moral support. “I’m coming
with you. Just give me a second. I’m a little breathless and weak.”
Rush grinned. “Just the way I like to keep you.”
I picked up my discarded dress and threw it at him. Then I went to the closet where I had hung up my
things and found another dress that fell just above my knees and had a higher neckline. I could wear
my knee length boots with this one and it would be cute enough.
I slipped it on and then turned to grab my boots.
“You’re wearing boots? Those boots?” Rush asked as I slipped my foot into the first one.
“Yes,” I replied.
Rush groaned and shook his head. “Damn boots make a man think of you wearing nothing but those
boots.”
“Rush. You have got to stop. You think everyone wants to see me naked. In case you haven’t noticed,
I have a stomach that pooches out. No man wants to see me naked... except for you.”
Both of Rush’s eyebrows shot up. “You really think that, don’t you?”
“I don’t think it, I know it.”
Rush let out a defeated sigh. “And that’s one of the reasons you’re so damn irresistible. Come on, my
sweet Blaire. Let’s go eat dinner.”
RUSH
With Blaire beside me during dinner I wasn’t going to be able to focus on Nan. I was going to be
protecting Blaire. When Nan had woken up from her coma and she’d found out about the baby she had
almost seemed to thaw a little toward Blaire. Then she’d found out Abe wasn’t her father. Kiro was.
Nan had been spiraling out of control since then. I understood her desire to have a parent who loved
her. I had hated Abe Wynn for years because of the fact my little sister was so broken. But it hadn’t
been Abe’s fault. My mother should have been honest
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