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“That’s right I am. And I’m going to fill up your pretty little cunt, and you’re going to have to go the rest of the day with our family knowing you’re full of your stepbrother’s cum.”
I crash our mouths together, forcing my tongue between her lips, while I swallow down every noise she makes as her entire body tightens as her orgasm racks through her. I grip her hips even harder as she squeezes my dick so tightly I practically see stars as my own release takes over. I push into her as far as possible to make sure I fulfill my promise of filling her up.
I’m somehow going to go the entire day with thissecret between us. I don’t know how I will refrain from dropping down to my knees at the dinner table to have her for dessert.
Well, I guess I will, but maybe I’ll wait until we’re back in my bedroom.
Which may be even more difficult if she keeps looking at me like she is right now. Pupils blown, lips red and swollen, knowing her pussy is the same. I flex my hips, pushing in even more to force the cum even deeper inside her.
“Mayson?” The shrill voice of her mom calls out. When she stiffens in my arms. I just smirk.
She tries to wiggle out of my grip, but I keep her pinned, even when her mom calls out again, this time she sounds closer.
“Let me go,” Mayson whispers.
“You want to go out there right now?” I look down at where we’re still connected. “Like this?”
“It’s better than herfindingus.” She tries to get me to put her down, but I keep her pinned in place.
“She’ll leave.”
“Colin,” she growls my name in the cutest way.
“Yeah, baby deer?”
Her eyes narrow at me, knowing how much she hates her nickname.
“Mayson!” her mom calls out again, but she sounds further away now.
I set her down, and she immediately reaches down to snatch up her shorts. She slaps them against my leg before pulling them on. “That’s not fair you know?”
“What isn’t?” I smirk, pulling up my own pants once again.
“The stupid thigh tattoo, the chain.” She waves her hand around. “All of it.”
“Just say I’m hot. It won’t kill you.” I rest my hand against a shelf, leaning on it and towering over her.
“I think it actually might,” she grumbles, fixing her clothes and patting down her hair, but it was already messed up even before we did anything.
“Why? I think you’re hot.” I shrug.
“Oh do you?” Her hands are on her hips and she’s giving me a disbelieving look.
“No shit.”
“Interesting, because I remember what you said the first time you saw me, and it was definitelynotbecause you found me attractive.”
“What did I say?” I try to recall that first day because all I remember was being pissed off that my dad was forcing me to move back in. And then even more mad that I was about to share a house with this girl I didn’t know and couldn’t touch.
“I’ll let you think on it.” She pats my chest before pushing past me and leaving the tiny room we’ve been in. The cool air from the rest of the house sweeps in as I watch her leave.
This is going to be an interesting holiday.
Chapter 30
Mayson
You know what’s worse than sitting at a Thanksgiving table with your weird dysfunctional non-family? Sitting at said table with said peopleandthe guy your mom is trying to hook you up with. While next to your stepbrother who fucked you into oblivion earlier.
