Page 19 of Dagger's Property
“Goddamn, look at that.” His palms brace my thighs open, fingers digging into my flesh like he’s trying to restrain himself from attacking. “It’s so plump and full,” he groans as his head drops forward, having an even closer look. “How the hell am I supposed to resist this pretty cunt, huh? How am I supposed to not touch it?”
I need him on me. Hands, tongue, lips. I want him violating every inch.
“You’re not supposed to resist, Vale. You’re supposed to fuck me.”
“Fuck, Wyn. That mouth of yours is dangerous.”
Every word… every breath that casts over my skin sends a shiver of heat through my body. I’m practically panting in anticipation. Needing to come so fiercely I can barely take it. I’ve never been this strung out for sex before. Never wanted any man to crawl up inside me and own my body. But I want Vale. I want him to mark every inch. I want to feel him in the back of my throat. I want him deep up inside my body, splitting me open. I want to feel used up and exhausted from all the pleasure.
“What are you waiting for, Vale?” My voice is borderline desperate. My restless legs rub against the sheets as the ache builds. “I need your mouth on me.”
“So impatient, Wyn,” he tsks. His head drops and his smooth lips run up my inner thigh, ever so slowly, setting off tingles along every inch. He stops right before he gets to where I need him. His eyes look up from his spot, and they’re as black as night. “Play with yourself, Wyn. I want to watch.”
Is he kidding me? I prop myself up. “I wantyouto play with me, Vale.” His hands are so big. Each finger is thick and long and promises pleasure. I can only imagine how deep he can go.
“Do you ever do as you’re told, Wyn?”
“Not when I’m desperate to come. No.” I’m barely hanging on by a thread, and he’s holding out on me. He shifts forward, pushing me to my back and I’m caged in by his huge frame. I don’t even think it’s settled in yet what the hell I’m doing. I’m lying here begging Vale to fuck me. He’s my stepbrother. My mom would have a heart attack if she saw us now. It’d almost be worth the backlash just to see her reaction.
“If you want to come, you’ll put your fingers between your legs and start rubbing at that clit.”
Intense Vale is a sexy Vale. I finally cave to his demands. I just need the ache to be eased. It’s winding tighter with his glare. I’ve never seen this side of him before. It’s sexy as hell. I slide my fingers between our bodies and rub right over my clit, gasping on contact. Flutters rocking through my entire frame.
Vale’s nostrils flare as he stares between my legs, focusing in on my fingers. Like a voyeur, he starts breathing harder, getting worked up as I play with my clit. Running my fingers up and down through my folds, circling my entrance. I spread my legs wider so he can have a better look. So he can watch me make a mess of his sheets. Watching his face is a turn-on. He’s like a bull locked behind a cage door, nostrils flaring, eyes narrowed in, waiting for the chance to be set free so he can attack. At any time, he could take over. He’s the only one holding himself back.
“Vale, please!”
My body arches as the cords pull tighter from within. I don’t tip over the edge. I want him to be the one to make me come.
“Please what?”
He even sounds like a snarling bull.
“I need you.”
“But once I cross the line…”
Heavens, he can’t be serious. We’ve already crossed the line. What does he think we’re doing here? Having a tea party? It’s too late to pretend like nothing has happened between us. That kiss alone is never going to be forgotten. And here I am masturbating in front of him; the line doesn’t exist anymore.
“You already crossed it when you kissed me. There’s no going back now, Vale.”
He lets out a noise sounding close to a snarling bull and then I’m attacked. He grips onto my butt and yanks me toward his mouth. Then his head drops, and he feasts, licking and nibblingon every inch. He bears down on my clit and sucks me right into my orgasm. The explosion is violent. My entire body starts to quake with pleasure. Tremors are pulsing through every nerve. I grab his pillow and scream into it as my orgasm slams in. It almost becomes too much as he rides me, refusing to unlatch. Finally, he takes mercy on me and lets me up for air.
My lungs are struggling, and in the distance of my heavy pants, I hear a stroking sound. He’s jerking himself off. This I need to see. I pull the pillow off my face and see his eyes fixated on my pussy as he strokes himself in a tight grip. It’s so freaking sexy, but my body is still trying to recover, too wrecked for more. He jerks forward, his entire frame locked tight, face strained, ropes of cum being caught within his palm, and my pulse is racing along with him. A new wave of tremors is set off inside my body, another simmer rolling through.
Vale wipes his hands off then climbs back up the bed and wraps me in his arms, tucking me into his chest. The intensity hangs heavy in the air. His hard breaths like a chant at my ear. And the exhaustion takes over, lulling me into a peaceful sleep.
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Dagger
“Yo! Earth to fucking DAG! Can you hand me that wrench?”
Cage’s voice has me snapping out of it. My vision clears and I pick up the wrench I’d been staring at for who knows how long and hand it over.
“Dude, what’s with you today?”
What’s with me is the fact that I made out with my stepsister last night. And that it was the hottest fucking experience I’ve ever had. Now, I can’t get that shit out of my head, and I don’t know what the fuck to do. I left her sleeping in my bed this morning and haven’t spoken to her yet to know whether she’s okay with what went down. She may have been begging for it in the heat of the moment, but who knows what the fuck she’s feeling in the aftermath.
