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My clit throbs as he sucks that bundle of nerves and his fingers grow slippery, sliding in and out of me with ease. He hums in satisfaction at the arousal pooling in his hand.

No matter how wrong it is, I’ve never wanted anyone more. He makes me crave him, in every way.

“You’re going to drown.” The words fly out of my mouth in tipsy ecstasy.

“I would happily drown in you,” he murmurs.

My pussy tightens around his fingers as the first wave of my orgasm pulses through my clit.

I clap a hand over my mouth to suppress the cry, gripping the edge of the sink for dear life.

Luke pumps his fingers inside me while his mouth keeps devouring me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my whole body. My eyes water, the pleasure too much for me to handle until he drops my clit from his mouth and his fingers slow.

He grabs his mask and slips it over his head as he straightens. With one hand, he grips my hip while the other reaches into his gray sweatpants.

Any second now, he’ll pull out his cock, sink into me, and fuck me right here.

And I won’t stop him.

No. Fuck. I have to.

“Stop!” I shove my hands against Luke’s chest, so unexpectedly it surprises both of us and he stumbles backward. “Stop. We can’t do this. Not here.”

Through his mask, his gray eyes darken. “I need to fuck you, Sienna.”

God, those six words alone are enough to make me want to spread my legs and let him. “You will, just...not here. We’re at a fucking party. This was so stupid.”

I jump down from the sink and smack the door. To my horror, it swings open.

I whirl on him and hiss, “You didn’t close the door?”

“You see anyone out there watching us?” he drawls. Somehow, he’s completely calm.

The hallway is empty. We’re alone. My thundering heart slows. We would’ve heard someone if they had seen us. There’s no way they wouldn’t have shouted something about the step-siblings hooking up in the bathroom.

I leave the room on unsteady legs. “We need to be more careful.”

He squeezes my ass as he joins me. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m not letting anyone take you from me.”

Chapter 18

Luke

I can still taste my stepsister on my tongue.

I’ll kill my teammates for daring to put their hands on her. The three of them had her pinned to the wall, her dress unzipped. Her panties off.

We never did double back to get them. One of those assholes is probably jerking off with her panties right now.

Sienna is just another puck bunny to them. Just another girl. But she’s way more than that.

I don’t have any games this weekend, so Ma called us home now that they’re back from their honeymoon.

At the dinner table beside me, Sienna fidgets with the napkin on her lap as she answers Ma’s and Mike’s barrage of questions about classes and friends.

“Are you dating anyone, Sienna?” Ma smiles as she carves into a stalk of asparagus.

I bite back my grin.

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