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And now, with Jared, I’ve found it. It’s wrong, it’s taboo, it’s everything society tells me to run from. But it’s also everything I’ve ever wanted. To be seen and understood by someone just as fucked up as I am.

27

JARED

Igrab Aria before she can walk past the couch, pulling her onto my lap.

“Let’s watch a movie,” I whisper in her ear, my hands wandering under her shirt.

She giggles and squirms, trying to concentrate on finding the remote. I nuzzle her neck, inhaling her scent as my hands roam her exquisite body. My cock twitches, and I can’t resist teasing her.

Aria presses play on the remote, and the movie starts. But it’s the last thing on my mind as I pull her close, my hard length pressing into her. “Keep my cock warm while we watch,” I demand, unzipping my pants.

Aria moans as the head of my cock nudges her entrance. She lowers herself onto me, taking me in. “That’s it,” I murmur, pulling her down and holding her still.

Aria’s body is trapped against mine. I savor the feeling of her pussy around my cock, but I don’t thrust.

This is about power and intimacy. I want to drive her insane with need. I breathe in the scent of her hair, loving how she squirms on my dick. I tighten my grip, keeping her in place.

“Be a good girl and stay still,” I whisper, my lips close to her ear. “You’re doing exactly what I want. Being so fucking perfect.”

She whimpers, her breath coming in short gasps. I know she wants more, but I’ve decided to play by my rules tonight. And right now, all I need is to feel her warmth around me, her softness enveloping my hardness.

My fingers find her nipples, already pebbled and erect. I play with them, teasing and pinching, enjoying her sharp intake of breath. But tonight, I deny myself that pleasure, focusing solely on the sensation of being deep inside her, surrounded by her heat.

I kiss her shoulder, tasting the smoothness of her skin, and she wriggles again, a subtle invitation for more. I chuckle darkly, nipping at her skin with my teeth. “Patience, baby. I’m not letting you go anywhere. You’re keeping my cock warm for the entire duration of the movie, just like I asked.”

I feel her muscles clench around me, and I bite back a groan. She’s killing me with her tightness, but I refuse to give in to the urge to move.

We sit like that, motionless, the movie forgotten as I focus on the sweet feel of my stepsister’s pussy wrapped around my dick.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” I murmur, kissing her neck. “So perfect and pliant, doing as I say.”

The tension builds as I hold her captive, savoring the anticipation.

I run my hands up and down Aria’s body, toying with her, keeping her on edge. She can’t help but move her hips restlessly, attempting to create some friction, some relief from the relentless need building inside her.

“Stay. Still.” I growl, tightening my arms around her. I know she’s trying to create some movement subtly, but I’m not about to let her take control.

“I need a drink,” she says, her voice breathy.

I chuckle, nipping at her neck. “You’re not going anywhere. If you’re thirsty, you know what you can have.”

Aria’s body tenses against mine. “Wh-what do you mean?”

I smirk, feeling my cock twitch. “You heard me. You’re thirsty, and I can offer you something delicious.”

She shifts again, this time not so subtly. “Jared, please. I need a drink.”

“And I need to fill your mouth,” I counter, gently tugging her hair.

Aria gasps, her eyes widening as she finally understands my suggestion. “Oh...”

“That’s right, baby. If you’re thirsty, I can give you something to drink.” I suck lightly on her neck, knowing it will leave a mark that she’ll feel for days.

“Okay,” she agrees hastily, the need in her voice clear.

I pull Aria off my lap, standing her in front of me as I remain seated on the couch. My cock strains and Aria reaches for me, but I catch her hand, changing my mind.

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