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But her hands are already tugging at my shirt, pulling me into the warmth of her room—and her bed.
"Then you better be quiet," I growl as I capture her mouth with mine. The kiss is a match to kerosene, and my entire body goes up in flames as her tiny tongue licks into my mouth.
My hands are pulling at her nightie, my cock already poking out of my pants.
The danger of discovery adds an edge to every caress, every gasp. Jake's presence down the hall isn't enough to quell the storm we stir in each other. If anything, it fans the flames.
"Touch me, Tanner," she moans into my ear, and I oblige with a fervor that borders on reverence. Every curve and valley of her body is a terrain I'll never tire of exploring.
"Like that?" I ask, even as I know the answer. Her body arches, seeking more.
"Fuck, yes!" Her response is a litany of whispered pleasure that echoes off the walls. We move with abandon, chasing the high that comes with stolen moments, with forbidden love.
"Tan..." Her voice breaks on my name, a plea that I answer with every fiber of my being.
I thrust inside her and cover her mouth with my hand to muffle the scream that erupts from her. “Ssh,” I hush her even as my cock shoots precum inside her.
She whimpers as I start to pound into her, and I swear I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
“You like that, don’t you?” I ask you. “Like getting your pussy pounded hard with your brother right down the hall, don’t you?”
She whimpers again, her eyes rolling back in her head as her orgasm rocks through it.
“Fucking shit!” I whisper yell as my own climax hits me. I feel the seed rushing from my balls and up my stalk, and I plant myself deep inside her just as it spurts from my tip and into her waiting hot box.
We're playing with fire, Molly and I. But as she drifts off to sleep in my arms, her trust pressing heavy against my chest, I can't help but think some things are worth getting burned for.
CHAPTER SIX
Tanner
“Oh fuck, baby, you keep that up I’m going to come.” I’m driving into Molly’s sweet cunt like there’s no tomorrow, my balls coiled tight. Her pussy is fluttering around me. She’s mewling and purring like a little kitten.
And then I hear the door bang open.
I look over and Jake's standing there like a deer in headlights, eyes popping out of his skull. "What the actual?—"
"Jake!" I bark out his name, my heart slamming against my ribs. This is about as far from ideal as it gets. Molly's beneath me, her brown eyes wide with shock, our clothes scattered like confetti after New Year's Eve.
"Jesus, Tanner!" Jake's face is a masterpiece of rage, painted in shades of red I didn't even know existed. He throws up a hand to shield his eyes, but not before firing off a string of curses that would make a sailor blush. And believe me, I know sailors.
"Man, I—" Words are useless, little grenades that fail to launch as I scramble to salvage what's left of dignity and decency in the room.
"Get the hell out!" he roars, his voice a sledgehammer smashing through whatever flimsy explanation I'm trying to piece together. Jake's always been the laidback type—until you cross a line. And damn, have I crossed it.
"Jake, this isn't—" How do I even finish that sentence? This isn't what it looks like? Because, hell, it's exactly what it looks like.
Instinct finally takes over. I grab the sheet and yank it over Molly, my palm flat against the mattress as I pivot to shield her with my body. The cold air hits my skin, but the heat from Jake's glare might as well be a blowtorch.
"Talk, Tanner, or so help me God, I'll end you," Jake spits through gritted teeth, his fists balled up at his sides like he's ready to go a few rounds.
"Look, this is not?—"
"Save it!" His voice booms, cutting me off. "I trusted you, man! You're supposed to be my brother, not some creep who pounces on my sister!"
"Jake, I would never—" My throat's sandpaper dry, words tumbling out in a clumsy jumble. "It's not like that."
My best friend’s eyes are still murderous, though, and for good reason. He literally just caught me banging his little sister. It’s a wonder I’m not dead already. I know how protective Jake is of his litter sister, especially after their parents died and he took on the responsibility of acting like Molly’s parental figure.
