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She nodded with her gaze still locked on mine. “Yes. I like it a lot.”
“But you already know how it feels, don’t you? You touched me while I was asleep,” I taunted, recalling the night we watched a movie and I fell asleep. “You dared to touch me while I was unconscious. Aren’t you ashamed, Wavel?”
No, she wasn’t ashamed.
Because Wavel would never be so damn disrespectful.
Caia would.
But she wasn’t Caia.
This was Wavel.
My sweet, beautiful Wavel.
Not Caia.
Not. Caia!
“I’m not ashamed because I know you liked it,” she replied quietly. A soft smile touched her lips, and I started to question why I didn’t just accept who I had kneeling before me.
Caia was no different from Wavel when it came to looks and mimics. It was the sickness inside Caia that made her different.
I wished Wavel was this sick and twisted.
But she had been through enough in her life already.
I had to get my thoughts straight. Caia was the one who deserved to be treated this way. I would use her. Fuck her hard. But I would never love her.
Chapter 23
CAIA
There was conflict in his eyes. I could tell that he was trying so hard to see me as my twin, but he couldn’t see past the fact that Wavel would never be this dirty.
It would take a while until he would finally realize that it’s been me all along. That I was the right one for him and not Wavel. But for now, I would play al0ng. Act like I was Wavel and not myself.
He pushed my hand away and stepped closer to me, standing with his boner right in front of my face. I looked at it and grinned, unable to stay serious in this situation.
“Dirty girl. You want it in your mouth?” he asked as he cupped the back of my head with his hand.
I nodded, looking up at him with lustful eyes. “I do.”
He pressed my face against his crotch, making me feel his hardness against my cheek. “Say it. Say you want my dick in that sweet mouth, baby.”
“I want your dick in my mouth. I want it so bad,” I breathed, furrowing my brows as my need and frustration grew.
He pushed my face harder against his dick, rubbing it against me. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, and I did before he pressed his length to my mouth.
He gripped my hair with his hand and moved my head back and forth, making my lips slide along his shaft. His boxer’s fabric rubbed on my lips, making them feel sore. It didn’t hurt, and I knew anything we’d do without our clothes on would hurt more.
At least, that’s what I hoped for.
“Fuuuck. I’ll fuck this mouth so good, baby. You made me so damn hard. I need to shoot my cum down that pretty throat. Will you let me?”
He didn’t have to ask. He’d do it regardless of my response anyway. I still nodded.
“Good girl.” He pulled my head back and pushed down his boxers, and I watched as his length sprang free, standing up straight right in front of my face.
