Chapter 72 Fishing

• As we pull up to the packhouse, I spot Nikki and Mavy standing in front of the door. Nikki look bored and Mavy has her arms crossed like she’s upset. Nikki sees us and her face lights up as she starts to bounce and down on the tips of her toes. She waves Mavy off and grabs her arm. Mavy turns and watches us as we come to a halt. Shane puts the car in park and I press a button and the seat slowly pulls across my chest and locks by my head. I reach for the door when he grips my face and I’m forced into the opposite direction.
• Shane kisses me like he’ll never see me again and I close my eyes as I melt into it. There’s an impatient knocking on the window and I try to pull back, but Shane isn’t done with me. He holds me still and continues kissing me. His tongue dives into my mouth like I didn’t just suck his cock and licked up his cum like melting ice cream on a hot day. The knocking continues and he grunts as we pull part. I giggle as he readjusts himself.
• “If she weren’t my sister, I swear… I’d…” he trailed off. Our eyes locked and I smiled. We both knew he wouldn’t do anything to her. Sighing, he opened the car door and rushed around the car. I opened the door and pushed it open but she shoved it closed. It slammed loudly. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as he looked at me like he was upset. He reached for the handle and opened it for me. “I open your doors,” he said. As if I should know this. He offers me his hand and I take it.