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This wasn’t happening.
No, no, this was definitely happening.
I groaned, pulled the strands of my hair in distress with both hands, and fixated my legs to keep me upright.
My hips thrusted a little too enthusiastically. The head of my cock hit the back of her throat. Most girls would’ve erupted in a choke fest, but what do you know?—Dita didn’t even flinch.
I pulled her by the hair and took her off my dick. “Where the fuck’s your gag reflex?”
Steadying her hands on my thighs, she shook her head, indicating she hadn’t any, and went back to blow my goddamn mind.
“You—ahh, hell yeah, just like that—You serious?” My voice heightened an octave, watching those lips glide over my shaft. “You do not shed a tear when I do this?” I forcefully pumped into her once more, my balls slapping against the underside of her chin.
She retracted with a pop. “Nuh-uh. As you said, nothing I can’t handle,” was all she uttered before going back to work.
I rubbed my face as she deep-throated me, massaging my balls while I locked my knees. She was taking me so well. The walls of her throat opening to me. The tip of her nose bopping against my abdomen.
Damn, she made me a happy guy. “I do believe in fairy tales now,” my low voice cracked over another grunt.
My dick wept for her. So, did I.
My throat was dry, I couldn’t swallow—sure hoped she could because I was going to paint her tonsils with spurts of cum soon.
I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think.
She’d cleared out my autonomy.
I was hers.
Dita did things to me no one ever had. It didn’t just apply to her bedroom skills. She'd made me fight her for it, repeating the stupid stepsister and stepbrother mantra. But after the hard work I’d put her up with at the sanctuary from Tuesday to Friday, I couldn’t stay away from her.
I lured her into my bed yesterday after a dry spell. She’d made up a promise of no touching, making it clear it was supposed to be a one-time thing.
But, Netflix, baby.
It led into an entire night of making out, feeling each other up beneath the waist band. And a sunset later, she was still in my bed. Now on her knees, giving me the best blowjob of my life. As if she wanted to prove something.
Maybe having Dita watch Kelsey suck me off in the hot tub worked its magic.
“You look so good kneeled in front of me,” I praised.
I took a step back, looking at the large shirt that only fit tight around the body parts that mattered.
My shirt.
Bunched up over her thighs, the tiny gap between her spread legs gave away enough to see her pussy lips through her thin panties.
Fucking marvelous view.
“Well, you look good having that long dick in your hands. Can I stay and watch?” She batted her eyelashes, mocking me while I found some leverage, breathing in and out through my nose.
“Get out of that shirt,” I ordered, wanting to wipe that smug smile of her face…and failing miserably.
She crossed her arms in front of her, throwing it over her head, her smile only intensifying when it flew through the room.
I squeezed my cock and pinched the base. I could squirt all over her glorious tits, and it would be over in a second. But no, I needed to feel her. I needed to claim her pussy. Until now, it only belonged to my tongue and my fingers.
I wanted more.
