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She tastes like heaven. She tastes like she was made for me.
Her moans are hot as hell, even if she tries to be purposefully quiet. The urgency in them gets me the most, the hunger in each breath telling me she wants—needs—more. She’s wearing PJs, a tank top, and shorts, her breasts pushing against my bare chest through the thin fabric. She needs me to slide my hand up her leg.
I groan, breaking off the kiss and rearing back, then grabbing the front of her top and pulling it down. She gasps, her eyes widening. Maybe she’s shocked at the animalistic way I’m behaving, but she shouldn’t be. There’s no other way Icanbehave after four days of white-knuckling my restraint.
Her breasts spill free, as voluptuous as I knew they’d be. She’s gorgeously plump, her nipples large, and the very tips already pert for me, as horny as the rest of her.
I shuffle to the side, letting myself lean down and take her nipple in my mouth, sliding my hand up her bare thigh until I come to her shorts. Her nipple responds to my attention, hard and needy in my mouth, her moans getting louder before she forcefully stops them.
I look up to find her biting down in that intoxicating way. She makes me drunk just from looking at her—her furrowed eyebrows, her mouth twisted in pleasure.
“Tell me to stop,” I whisper.
It’s a last effort to do the right thing. If she angrily snaps at me, we can’t do this. Then I’ll have to exercise some restraint and summon the big brother in me. She shakes her head. I grin like a savage, then take her nipple in my mouth again.
I pull down her shorts and slip my hand inside, moving lower until I feel her clit and wet lips, her hole so hot it’s like my hand will burn up. Sucking her nipple with more possessive force, I massage her pussy, moving my hand from her hole up between her lips, then focusing on her clit. Every inch of her is soaked with her lust.
Her moans get more intense when I focus on her clit. I lean up to watch the pleasure reverberate through her body. She’s shifting in time with my hand, her beautiful thickness shimmering for me, her breasts bouncing softly as I rub harder.
“You look so damn hot right now,” I snarl.
She raises her hand, bringing her finger to her lips in ashhgesture.
I nod, hating the secrecy, but she’s right to be cautious. There’s too much at risk.
“You better come quietly, then.” My voice is barely above a whisper. “Get a pillow ready just in case you moan too loudly. I can feel how badly your body wants this. You’re going to melt for me.”
Her hand strays across the bed, finding a pillow, clawing at it as I apply more pressure to her clit. I know she’d finish just from this. Each shimmering jolt of pleasure is etched into her movements, but I’m an indulgent man with my woman. I can’t resist her. Slipping further into her pants, I circle her entrance with my finger. She shudders against me, staring up with wide, innocent eyes.
“Have you ever done this before?” I whisper.
Her eyes snap open even wider, and I wonder, but she brings her finger to her lips again. No more talking. I get it.
Instead, I remove my hand from her shorts, then pull them down around her knees. With a snarl, I rise from the bed, pulling them the rest of the way. She lifts her legs for me, letting me slip the shorts over her feet. I gesture to her top, and she sits up, pulling it over her head, revealing her in all her naked glory.
For long moments, I stand at the edge of the bed, gazing down at her attractive, excited face, her breasts—one nipple gorgeously red from my attention—her legs, and most of all, I fall to my knees as if praying before her pussy. There’s not much light in the room, but there’s enough glowing through the curtains for me to see her glistening pink hole. Her lips are full and perfect. Her clit looks ready for more attention. Grabbing her thighs, I kiss her inner thigh. Her clitandher honey pot deserve attention.
When I reach her pussy, I return my finger to her hole, circling it while I lick her clit. A jolt of ecstasy pulses through her, her legs twitching, and I lick her again, rewarded each time with a pulsation that tells me she’s getting closer. She gasps when I slide my finger into her sopping slit. Looking up, I smirk as she grabs the pillow, getting ready to bury her face in it. She stares down at me, smiling shakily, caught up in the euphoria despite everything.
Her hole is so tight, causing my already-stiff manhood to get even harder, my base aching as I imagine how she’d feel wrapped around my shaft, her walls holding me. I slip my finger deeper, moving it in possessive circles,feastingon her clit at the same time. I suck her clit into my mouth and push my tongue against it, flickering it from side to side. She smooths her hand through my hair as my tongue gets quicker. All the guilt recedes as I lose myself in the pleasure of her body, draining away in the immediacy of her satisfaction.
She whimpers softly when her hole pulses around my finger, her walls getting tighter. I’m sure I feel her clit throbbing, too, as if getting ready for her release. At the end, her hand darts out, dragging the pillow closer. She collapses back on the bed, pushing it against her face.
My tip is burning with precome when I hear her give herself over to the pleasure, her confidence expanding, her lust somehow more captivating. Her hips buck as I fuck her with my finger, sliding it in and out while licking her clit like my life depends on it. Her pussy gifts me with wave upon wave of warm wetness, and then she lets her hand drop from the pillow.
As soon as I lean away, she sits up, her chest heaving, causing her breasts to rise and fall hypnotically. She stares at the door as if Noah or Elena will barge in here any second, but I don’t care. The hunger in me is too intense. I stand, reaching down for my shorts.
“What are you doing?” she whispers.
“I need you,” I growl. “I need that sweet, perfect hole.”
I don’t give a damn if she’s my step-niece. I don’t care what the rest of the world would say. She’s mine, and nobody will ever convince me otherwise. Biting her lip, she nods.
I tear my shorts down, revealing my cock. It springs free, the tip glistening with precome just as her sweet slit glistens with her release.
“Like this?” she says, lying back and spreading her legs.
I nod, unable to speak, and then climb onto the bed. We both wince when the mattress creaks, and I know we should stop. The mattress will do a lot more thancreakwhen I start hammering her hole.
