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“You like it when I manhandle you, and if you were in danger then whoever yourguestis can come and save you.”
“I’ll scream.”
“Please do.”
“Why’re you so disgusting?”
“Why do you like it?”
She snaps her mouth shut, going right back to glaring at me, but I know there’s no real heat behind it. The only thing she’s telling me with her eyes is how badly she wants me.
“Tell me something.” I lean over her, bringing our faces close together, our chests touching so I feel the rapid rise and fall of hers. “Was thisguestgoing to touch you?”
“Yeah, they were going to do everything you’ll never get to do again,” she spits.
“That so? They were going to slide their hand in your pants, and feel how wet your needy little cunt is like I did this morning?”
“Yup, but it would be even more wet for them because theyaren’t you.”
I chuckle. “Yeah? Some faceless, nameless person can make you come better than I can?”
“Anyonecan make me come better than you.”
“You’re such a bad liar,” I huff, maneuvering myself between her thighs and pressing myself against her even more. “You think I don’t know how you enjoyed watching me practice in a half shirt?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh babe, we really need to work on your lying.” I shake my head, sitting up. Before she can even register what’shappening I flip her onto her stomach and press my weight against her back.
She flails around clawing at the bed and trying to buck me off, but it’s not going to happen. And we both know it. I press my hand between her shoulder blades as I get to my knees, making sure she doesn’t go anywhere.
“Don’t move,” I tell her. “I’m going to prove to you and whoever your mysterious guest is that the only person who can make you come isme.”
Chapter 20
Mayson
Ithink I’m going to admit myself into some sort of brain research facility. Because the way that I continue to get stupid around Colin should be studied. I feel like I blacked out and have ended up underneath him…once again.
I knew nothing would stop him from getting in here, but I wanted to at least try. That’s why I pushed my dresser in front of the door since I can’t lock the stupid thing from the inside. I also knew he would be on a rampage after practice since he would know we were behind the prank, and goading him about having aguestwas the icing on the cake.
What I didn’t expect was to be in a position like this once again. Face down on my bed with Colin commanding me not to move. His hand on my back has prevented me from doing so, but he’s moving lower, and I don’t even want to move.
His fingers hook in my waistband, pulling my shorts down, and of course I’m still without underwear because he hasn’t given me any back. I’ve been finding random pieces of my clothes throughout the house, but still no fucking panties, and I know he doesn’t intend to give any of them back.
The cool air hits the skin on my bare ass as he pulls my shorts off, and then his warm hands are sliding up my thighs and onto my cheeks, kneading them roughly.
I wiggle, not sure if I’m wanting to get away, or trying to entice him to touch me even more.
“Fuck, babe, I don’t know why you think you can keep yourself away when you’re dripping for me.”
I can’t help myself from saying something I know will set him off. “It’s not for you, it’s from your whole team. Watching you guys like that fu—” I’m cut off when his mouth latches onto me, roughly licking completely from my clit to my ass.
I squeal and lurch forward as soon as I feel his tongue there. It’s surprising, and should feel wrong, but I’m fighting the urge to push back against his mouth even harder because it feels anything but wrong.
“You really just like to push me, don’t you?” he asks against my pussy. “I’m going to prove to you once again the only person that can make you come is your fucking stepbrother.”
I scoff, wanting to be disgusted with him, the situation, and the position we’re in. But his mouth is on me again, licking me completely and everything that isn’t a moan fades into the background.
