My sister’s fucking boyfriend.
The realization had me convulsing in horror.
“Jaiden.” Bile burned my throat as I fought to speak against his palm. “What are you—what are you doing?”
“Didn’t think I’d let you end your birthday celebration without a special gift from me now, did you? I saved the best for last.”
“Tiff. She’s—”
“Beyond passed out from all those shots. Nothing could wake her at this point.”
My entire body tensed, eyes growing wide as I felt the same cold brush of fingertips from when I blew out my candles now creeping their way down my side, lowering toward my hip.
I wasn’t imagining things. It was him.
“Jaiden, stop… This isn’t right.” Squirming against his hold, I whimpered, my hands coming up to fight him off.
Jaiden grasped my wrists in one hand, pinning them above my head, the other removing my underwear effortlessly, as if he'd done this before. He then pressed the fabric to his face, taking a deep inhale before balling it in his palm.
“Fuck you smell good. I can’t wait to wear your scent around my cock.”
“Don’t—” I tried to scream, but was abruptly cut off when he stuffed my panties into my mouth, muffling any sounds I could manage to make besides a cowardly cry, my eyes watering from the strain on my jaw.
His bright white teeth glowed from the moon, like some sick and twisted Cheshire cat; all those fucked up thoughts radiating from his smile.
Using his knees, Jaiden spread my thighs while his free hand stroked his dick. He’d been naked this whole time, most likely coming in here right after he’d finished screwing Tiffany.
“Let’s see who’s tighter. Your sister or you... But I’m gonna bet you’ll be my favorite pussy to play with regardless.”
Bile coated the back of my throat, my body clenching and retracting into a defensive shell in desperation to prevent his penetration.
The sound of ripping plastic lured my attention to his face, where I watched as Jaiden removed a condom from its package before rolling it on himself.
“I’d prefer to fuck you without it. But I know you’re not on birth control, or fucking around with anyone else.” His eyes darkened into hollow pits of purgatory. “Can’t risk getting you pregnant without someone else to take the fall.”
I wanted to vomit; my entire body shaking as I watched him line himself up at the apex of my thighs, feeling the cold latex press against my flushed skin. I cried, more tears streaming from my eyes as I prayed for Tiffany to wake up and barge in here.
For something, anything to stop what he was about to do.
My mind spun out of control; shattered, as he spread me open and pushed inside. His growl of satisfaction forced my body to tighten, only making this feel good for him while torturing me like a vile punishment.
“Fuck, you feel better than I’d imagined.”
Even with him buried between my legs, I still attempted to fight through every brutal thrust, struggling against the hand that trapped my wrists above my head while the other bruised my hip.
I fell into a dissociative state, void of all feeling as he rode my body to orgasm using me to fulfill whatever fucked up fantasy he’d created in his head.
When he’d finished and pulled out, Jaiden just smirked down at me, a proud huff of a job well done as he released his grip, finally letting me go. At first chance, I scurried to the far end of my bed, putting as much distance between us as physically possible.
He dug his fists into the edge of the mattress, nailing me with a malicious glare that had my body violently trembling.
“Mention anything to your sister, even the slightest hint as to what we’ve done, and I’ll make sure that you never see her again.” I curled into a protective ball under the duvet, feeling nothing but shame, disgust, and pain. I squeezed my body, burying my face between my knees where he could no longer see the tears I was shedding. “Don’t worry, babe, you'll come to enjoy our late-night fucks. I sure know I will.”
Jaiden’s acts of assault continued for a full year before I finally found the strength to stand up for my sister and myself. We always knew he would return to seek revenge for the destruction of his life. It was etched into his violent nature.
But when that moment came, I’d take back everything he stole from me.
Chapter 23
