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“Because,” I say, unable to withhold the growl from my voice as I imagine being with Cassidy without any barriers between us. “I don’t want anything between me and your virgin hole when I breach it. I want to feel your tight, hot channel as it grips my cock like a vice and pulses around me as I drive into you again and again.” Cassidy moans in need as I paint him a pictureof what I want from him. “I want to come in you and fill you up, and watch my seed drip from you, knowing I’ve marked you as mine.”

“Yes,” Cassidy cries.

“Yes to what?” I ask, holding on to the last shreds of my self-control, but needing to make sure Cassidy is sure he knows what he’s consenting to.

“All of it,” he answers feverishly. I want the experience of your uncovered cock inside of me, and what it will feel like when you spill your come in me. Especially since now I know you’ve never done that before with anyone else. ” His eyes practically glow with possession. “I want to be part of one of your firsts.”

Cassidy would be stunned to know how many emotional first experiences he’s actually given me, but I’m currently in no mood to actually list them. Not when he’s naked beside me, and has just given me permission to have him the way I’ve spent countless nights fantasizing about.

I want to rev him up instead, and I know just the way to do it. Cassidy is a paragon, but something I’ve learned from all those nights spent watching him from the shadows while he touched himself—my good boy likes to be bad.

“You’re definitely my first stepbrother,” I say with a wicked grin.

Cassidy looks taken aback that I’m bringing up our illicit connection in this moment. “What?” I reach my hand out and ever so gently trace the tip of my finger over one of his nipples. It pinkens and swells under my touch. “Doesn’t the fact that what we’re doing is considered scandalous—” I pinch his nipple, and he moans, "a little bit of a thrill?”

I don’t give him a chance to answer before I lean down and lap at his abused nipple to soothe it. Then I begin trailing up his neck with a series of light kisses and nips until I reach just below his ear. “I think you like that what we’re doing is just a little bitwrong,” I whisper in his ear, while I reach down and take hold of his cock in a tight, almost painful grip and begin jacking him. “I think a part of you is getting off that it’s your stepbrother who’s stroking you off right now.”

He bites down on his lip in a poor attempt to hold back the moan that comes out full-throated anyway. I chuckle. “I knew it.” I can’t keep the victory out of my voice. “I knew you liked being bad.”

I take his mouth in a kiss. This one is different than the ones that have come before. It’s dark and it’s filthy, and a little bit sloppy. There’s nothing pretty or romantic in it. It is the expression of elemental need.

I release Cassidy’s cock, and he whimpers in frustration. “Don’t worry, “I tell him, giving a quick consolation kiss. Then I move down his body and bring both his legs up and around my shoulders. “Now that we’ve established you like being bad, I think we should up the stakes and try for forbidden. ”

Chapter 24

Cassidy

Oh God. Oh God.His tongue isdown there. Sin’s wicked, wicked tongue is licking at my hole, causing my entire body to jump and tremble from the unbelievable nerve-jangling bliss of it.

I didn’t even know people really rimmed in real life. I thought it was reserved for porn. Too filthy. Too taboo for a nerd like me, but that was before Sin, my stepbrother, took me into his bed and showed me just how good it is to be bad.

I want more of it, and I tell him just that, or —more accurately—scream it to him over and over again. Just when I become used to the scandalous act he’s performing on me, Sin shocks me to my core by thrusting his tongue in my hole.Oh God. The thrill of it.The intimacy of it.

I could never be this vulnerable and free with anyone else but Sin.

His tongue continues to thrust in and out of me until my world becomes one, long thread of pleasure. Nothing else exists except for the rhythm of his tongue and my cock, which is achingly hard and weeping precum. I don’t think I can possibly feel any more sensation until Sin adds one lubed finger alongside his tongue and crooks his finger and grazes my prostate. As a premed student, I’m extremely familiar withthe gland and have read that stimulating it can be pleasurable, but the books didn’t accurately describe just how pleasurable.Fucking cataclysmic is how they should have worded it.

“Sin,” I scream, needing him to guide me through this new, uncharted ecstasy. He pulls back while still continuing to thrust his finger into me. He licks his lips, like he’s enjoying the last tastes of a delicious dessert. “You like that?” he asks, though from the cocky grin on his face, he already knows the answer.

I choke out a mumble of sounds that hopefully convey the magnitude of the gift he just gave me. He laughs at me, my mostly non-verbal response. “Good.” He runs his free hand over my thigh as he inserts a second finger into me. ” ‘Cause we’re just getting started.”

Started?With the burn of the second finger adding another kick of pleasure, my pulsing cock feels like we’re rapidly approaching the finish line. Sin must sense how close I am to going over the edge, because he squeezes the head of my cock with his forefinger and thumb. “You’re not coming until I’m buried deep inside of you.”

“I want that too,” I manage to pant out.

He continues to thrust in and out of me until he deems I’m ready for a third finger. Knowing that after this, his fingers will be replaced by his cock, I begin riding his fingers, hoping to speed up the process of getting myself ready to take him. I can feel the stretch and the pressure of three fingers, but I welcome it. The slight pain of Sin’s invasion adds a sharpness to the pleasure he’s giving me.

We go on like this for what seems like hours. Me endlessly riding Sin’s fingers as he brings me close to orgasm and then pinches my cock to keep me from coming. I beg him. I curse him. He refuses to listen to either until, in ultimate desperation, I plead, “Show me I’m yours, Sin.”

His gray eyes, which used to regard me so cooly, now burn at my words. He pulls all three fingers from me, and though it’s exactly what I wanted, I cry out at the emptiness I feel at his withdrawal.

“Shhh,” he croons to me before kissing me on the lips. “I’m gonna fill you up so full and so good,” he promises. “You just have to be patient for a minute more.” He rolls from the bed and stands up quickly, ridding himself of his jeans, and I suddenly wish the blinds weren’t closed. The sight of Sin naked deserves to be spotlighted by full sunlight.

He's perfect. A Greek sculpture of youth and beauty comes to life. I let my gaze slowly sweep over his perfection. Golden blond hair sits atop high cheekbones, full lips, and mercurial gray eyes. Next comes the strong, muscular V shape of his upper body and back, leading to a muscular ass that I fight not to reach out to grab. Thick, powerful thighs. Strong calves. Even his feet are beautiful.

Then he turns fully around, and his hard cock comes into full view. He notices where my gaze is laser-focused in awe. “Think you like it now,” Sin says, stroking it. “Just wait.”

With that, he’s back on the bed, grabbing a pillow and putting it underneath me. “It would probably be easier for you to take me from behind,” he confesses. “but I want to see your face as my cock goes into you for the first time.”

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