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Happy to oblige.
His fingers add more tension to my hair, pulling on my locks. The movement helps me engulf his hardness without choking.
I focus on his pleasure first.
But it’s hard as hell to ignore my own, building like a battery charge, when my fingers fall between my legs again and again.
And even harder to ignore the rough moment when he whispers, “Look up,” gesturing to the mirrors lining the ceiling.
I almost keel over right there.
“See? Do you see how much you wreck me, woman?” he whispers roughly. “How much you fuckingsmokewhen you’re full of this dick?”
I answer with a moan, struggling not to come on the spot because I’m that determined to show him the true meaning ofwrecked.
My tongue maps his cock, every lick slowly revealing the spots that make him jerk and hitch.
I swirl it deeper into the crown around his head, tasting his pre-come, my pulse echoing in my ears as he flexes and curses.
“Shit, baby. You’re a goddamned natural. You’re lucky I don’t just unload down your throat.”
Oh, mama.
His crudeness should turn me off.
But it doesn’t.
I’m so wet I could die, and die happily.
The jade inferno in his eyes says he actually might do what he threatened, too, and I might not mind it one bit.
Maybe it’s more than I can handle, but I’m so willing to try.
A new climax builds in my core, turning my face red.
My mouth glides up his magnificent shaft and back down again, quickly and firmly, working for a reward I never knew I wanted so badly.
My eyes narrow.
I’m about to explode.
There’s something shamefully reverent about being crouched on the bed with my mouth full of my badass stepbrother.
If I’m going to be defiled, it’s by him, and only him.
I’m so deep in the zone I’m not expecting the way he fists my hair and jerks my head back, tearing me off his cock.
I look up, wondering if I did something wrong.
But his eyes are twinkling. Full of wonder.
“Down on the bed, princess. Spread your legs,” he growls, giving me a gentle push backward.
I feel the huge bed sink beneath his weight, and he’s holding me, pulling me so close as I shift toward the center of the massive bed.
Sweet Jesus.
It’s really happening.
