Chapter 4

I pull my hand away and Jacob continues rubbing my pussy on his own. His fingers rub up and down the thin lace, making my pussy even more wet. I moan softly and he pushes my panties to the side. “I shouldn’t be doing this.” He whispers, but he doesn’t stop.

“Please, Jacob. Don’t stop.” I whisper, leaning in to kiss his neck.

Jacob tilts his head to the side, groaning. He pushes his finger inside me, and I moan louder against his neck. “Damn, Savannah. You are so tight.” He says, as he pushes a second finger inside me.

“Your fingers are so big. I can feel them stretching me.” I moan, kissing his neck again.

Jacob chuckles softly. “If you think my fingers are big, then there is no way you will be able to handle my dick baby sis.”

I moan loudly, pussy getting even more wet as he thrusts his fingers in and out of my dripping wet pussy. “I want to feel your dick inside me. I want you to stretch me and make me cum, while you fuck me hard.” My breathing turns heavier as he continues rubbing my clit and thrusting his finger in and out in a very fast motion.

The intercom on Jacob’s desk dings before he can say anything. “Jacob, your sister is on her way up.”

My eyes go wide as I look at Jacob. “Azalea can’t see us like this.” I say, panting as he continues to rub my pussy.

“Grab that blanket and throw it over your lap.” He says, smiling casually like he isn’t finger fucking me right now.

Jacob presses down hard on my clit and I moan loud, reaching for the blanket. I barely have enough time to cover my legs up before Azalea comes strolling into his office. “Jacob, have you seen Dai-“ She pauses, when she notices me sitting on his lap. “Oh, there you are.” Azalea says.

“Were you looking for her?” Jacob asks, nodding towards me, as he continues pumping his fingers in and out of me. I bite my lip to keep from moaning loudly. I can’t believe he is actually doing this, right here, right now, with Azalea standing only a few feet away.

“Umm, yeah. I was looking for her and I checked everywhere. I was going to ask if you have seen her.” She says, looking at the two of us. “Obviously, you have.” She mumbles, but I still heard her.

“Why were you looking for her?” Jacob asks, pushing his fingers deeper inside me.

A soft moan escapes before I can stop it and I turn my head, burying my face in Jacob’s chest. “Well, she wasn’t feeling good earlier and she took a taxi. I figured she went home, but when I got home, she wasn’t there and I was just really worried about her.” She says, pausing for a second, before adding. “Why is she sitting in your lap?”

“Do you know why she wasn’t feeling good?” Jacob asks, completely ignoring her question about me sitting in his lap.

I can practically hear Azalea rolling her eyes as she scoffs. “No, why the hell would I know why she wasn’t feeling good. All I know is I went to check on her and she wasn’t home. I looked everywhere for her. Literally everywhere. If I had known she was going to come running to you, I would have just came here first, instead of wasting all my time.” Azalea says, her fake concern for me quickly fading.

“Someone put something in her drink, Azalea. Of course she came to me. I am the only one in our whole damn family that is ever actually nice to her. She was needing someone to take care of her.” He says, as he rubs my clit hard again.

“And you are taking care of her?” Azalea asks, sounding unconvinced.

“Yes, I am.” Jacob says.

“Well, I am here. I can go ahead and take her home. I’m sure she is ready to get some rest.” Azalea says, trying to sound sincere.

Jacob pushes his fingers deeper inside me and I moan against his chest. “She is fine right here. So, if that was all you were wanting you can go ahead and go home. I can take care of her.” Jacob says, as he gently pinches my clit.

“I haven’t seen you in a couple of weeks, maybe I can stay for a few minutes.” She says, and I really wish she would just leave, because Jacob is not stopping and I am so close to losing it. “How are things with Brittany?” She asks.

Brittany the ‘girlfriend’. “Umm, good.” Jacob says.

“Do you think you are going to marry her?” Azalea asks. “Mom was saying something about the two of you getting married and having some kind of joined family business deal or something like that.”

I roll my eyes, looking up at him to see his expression. That’s all mom ever thinks about. “Maybe. I don’t know.” Jacob says, glancing at me.

I hate to admit it, but the thought of him marrying her makes me jealous. “I still need to meet her. When are you going to bring her to the house for dinner?” Azalea asks.

“I don’t know, she is busy. I’m busy as well. In fact, there is some work I should probably get done.” He says, obviously trying to get her to leave.

I look over at Azalea for a split second. Her expression falls. “Well, if you need to get some work done, I would be more than happy to take Daisy home. You have work to get done and she needs to get some rest. I’m sure Mom and Dad will be happy to know she is okay. They were just as worried as I was.” She says.

I roll my eyes, avoiding the urge to scoff. Mom and Dad worried about me? Yeah, right. Before I have a chance to say anything, Jacob pushes a third finger inside me. My eyes go wide and I gasp, biting my lip hard to stop the moan that threatens to escape as my orgasm crashes over me. I dig my fingers into his arm, trying not to make a sound.

My pussy squeezes Jacob’s fingers hard, my juices squirting out around them, dripping down on his pants. I’m sure there will be a wet spot when I get up. Jacob groans softly, his dick twitching hard under me, still rubbing my clit as I start to come down from my orgasm.

“Are you okay?” Azalea asks and I’m not sure if she is talking to me or him, but I can’t answer if she is talking to me.

“She’s fine.” Jacob says, voice a little rough.

“Umm, okay. Well, I guess I’m going to go. Are you going with me?” She asks, obviously talking to me that time.

I shake my head, not trusting my voice. “She’s staying right here with me.” Jacob says.

“Okay. Well, bye then.” Azalea says, sounding annoyed.

“Bye.” Jacob says.

The second I hear the door close; I look up at Jacob. “I want you to fuck me, Jacob. Please.” I beg.