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Her pussy hugs my cock so tightly, pulsing around me. She hasn’t really come in her sleep, not the way she normally does. But this isn’t about her enjoying it. It’s about my pleasure and what she can give me without waking up or participating.

Still, her pussy tightens around me and another moan leaves her throat. Her head pushes back into the pillow and she lets out a soft moan. I put my hand over her mouth gently and slow my thrusts even when I’m desperate to fuck her hard and fast, to finish quickly.

I slide out of her almost all the way, and her pussy tightens like it wants me deeper. I groan. “Your pussy just can’t get enough, can it?”

I watch her face, the way it heats, how shealmostwakes up, then grip her tit, licking her free nipple, tasting her and enjoying how effortless it is to be with her.

With one more hard thrust, I groan and still as my cum fills her. Katie hums in her throat and stretches her legs as I draw out my cock. The door creaks behind me, and I glance over my shoulder seeing Brad lurking in the doorway, watching me with an unreadable face. I draw back from Katie further and stroke through her hair slowly. Her breathing is steady as she nuzzles into her pillow.

I take off my shirt and clean Katie up a bit, rubbing the inside of her thigh, and she huffs, moving her leg away like she wants the mess I leave her with.

“Should have known you’d come right here.” Brad takes a step forward.

“As if you can resist her.” I snort. “You’re even willing to beat up your own brother if she doesn’t suck your cock first.”

Brad looks at her calmly, but I can tell he’s turned on. That glint in his eyes is saved for Katie alone. They’ve fucked her all over the house, and I couldn’t drag him from her when she was on campus last semester.

I take a slow breath. “Well, you don’t have to lurk over there,” I say seriously. “Come in, give it a try.”

“Fucking her while she sleeps?” Brad asks and crawls closer.

He takes her in, all on display and ready to go. I think he’s going to climb up and take her just like I did, but instead, he runs one finger along the inside of her ankle.

“Brad?” I ask.

“This is your thing, not mine.”

“Really? You can resist that little outfit, how hard her nipples are, her wet, eager pussy? She’s right here, ready for the taking,” I bait.

I’ve never liked watching another man enjoy what’s mine, but at the same time, I love seeing them use her.

Brad’s head cocks to the side and his finger trails further up her calf.

I nod. “You want her, so have her.”

“But it’s so much better when she fights,” he says softly.

Chapter six

Brad

“Well, it’s your choice. Just figured you’d might like something new,” my dad says while running his fingers through Katie’s hair again.

How can anyone sleep through getting used?

“I won’t with you still touching her like that,” I grumble.

He holds his hands up and steps away. I climb onto the bed and glance down at her. She’s so helpless and all mine for the taking. I stroke her breast, squeeze it, then pinch her nipple. She moans softly, back arching to offer me more.

She’s so submissive when asleep.

I definitely prefer her fighting, knowing she’s active, then turning her thrashing and complaints into moans. I want to break her, not take the easy route.

He might like her quiet and limp, but I don’t. I flip her onto her stomach, push her face down into the pillow, and swat her ass. My dad steps forward, but I narrow my eyes.

“My slut, my way,” I growl as she starts squirming and pushing at the pillow. She whines when I spank her again, then swat her pussy. My cock hardens as she struggles to breathe, and I free it.

I grab a handful of her hair and lift her head up so she can breathe.

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