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I ride him. Harder. Faster.
Until the house itself could crumble around us and I wouldn’t care. It’s brutal and perfect and wrong in every way that makes me want more.
The world drops away until it’s just his voice in my ear, dark, relentless, telling me how good I feel, how I’ll never get anyone else inside me again.
When I break, it’s violent. Pleasure rips through me, my cry muffled against his shoulder. He doesn’t stop.
He plows me relentlessly, holding me down, groaning like he’s losing his mind.
And through it all, beneath the sweat and the moans and the ragged, filthy words he pours into my ear, one thought terrifies me more than anything else.
I think I might be catching serious, addiction-level feelings for my stepbrother.
CHAPTER 13
SAINTS & SINNERS
Asher
Something’s happening.
She’s losing it.
I can see it in her eyes, in the wild flush spreading down her neck.
She’s still on top of me but she’s no longer upright. Her tits are plastered on my chest and I’m kissing her while I pump through the last of her climax.
But already she’s getting all revved up again.
“You want to come again, don’t you, princess?” I push up into her again, feeling her clench around me. “You’re close. So fucking close.”
She shakes her head like she’s trying to fight it.
“You don’t get to hide from me,” I tell her. “Not here. Not when you’re wrapped around my cock and moaning like this.”
My hands lock on her hips, dragging her down to meet every thrust. “Say you’re mine and I’ll let you come.”
Her lips part, eyes blazing. “God, Asher?—”
“Say it.”
She inhales loudly through her nose. “I’m—yours?—”
I bite her lush lip and she whimpers. “Good. Now say it the way you know I want to hear it,” I snarl.
She attempts a glare, but her body betrays her.
“Fucking say it, baby sis. Your pussy just gushed over my cock just at the thought of it. Denying it isn’t going to do you any good. And you want to come again, don’t you?” I coax against her mouth.
“Please—”
“No, baby. Begging won’t do you any good.” I glide my hand down her spine, over her ass and between her bouncing cheeks.
My finger finds the starburst of flesh that’s forbidden to anyone but me. I circle it a few times, then scoop up her slick from her pussy to her back entrance, strum lightly on her flesh until she’s shuddering.
Then I increase the pressure.
A delicious shiver quakes through her. “Oh God…”
