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Groaning, he moved harder, faster, impaling her with every hard stroke as her pussy clenched and quivered around him. Her cries went higher and higher as he moved, using her for both their pleasure.
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Juliet
Ecstasy spiraled through Juliet, the warmth of Orlando’s cock a stark contrast to the cool metal of the blade he’d fucked her with. The heat was coming from more than his body, more than the friction, it was as much psychological as it was physical.
She wanted to be able to touch him. To wrap her legs around him. To rake her nails over his skin.
To make him move faster.
To rub herself against him in exactly the right spot to get her off immediately.
But with the way she was restrained, she wasn’t an active participant. She couldn’t be. She was a receptacle for his pleasure. Forced to take only what he gave her. Unable to do anything but receive.
And that made her even hotter. Wetter.
Her pussy clenched around him with every stroke as she squirmed against the restraints, straining in vain for the ultimate satisfaction.
“Please… Orlando… please… I need to come…” She was so close, it felt like she was right on the edge, but nothing was pushing her over, which was pure torture in and of itself.
“That’s right, little slut. Come all over your stepbrother’s cock.” Leaning forward, he slammed into her, rubbing his body against hers so that his groin pressed against her swollen clit, giving her the exact stimulation she so desperately craved. The sensation, along with his words, finally sent her tumbling over the edge into the abyss of pleasure, and she screamed out his name as her senses went into overdrive. He didn’t pull away but stayed right there, rocking his hips and rubbing himself against her, trapping her clit between their bodies and tormenting her with the hot friction.
Wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed through her in time with his motions, leaving her gasping and sobbing for breath as the intensity became overwhelming. The glut of emotions, of sensation, was like a tsunami, sweeping away everything in its path and leaving her utterly spent as he groaned and hot fluid spurted inside her.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
JULIET
Two and a half weeks after Thanksgiving, and waking up next to Orlando was becoming comfortable, whether it was at his place or her and Brooke’s. They spent almost every evening together, whether it was dinner in, introducing Orlando to some of her favorite games, or watching a movie.
Though, she preferred her and Brooke’s place. Orlando didn’t have many Christmas decorations and it was bringing her down to walk into his minimalist apartment and see the ‘modern’ Christmas trees, which looked a lot more like giant butt plugs than anything else. He claimed he hadn’t noticed the resemblance until she pointed it out, and then retaliated by working a giant plug intoherass and then spanking her for ‘ruining his perception’ since now he couldn’t unsee it.
She did not believe for a second that he hadn’t noticed that his décor was basically giant butt plugs, but she knew that didn’t matter when it came to the punishment.
In contrast, her and Brooke’s house looked like a winter wonderland or, according to Orlando, like Christmas threw up on it. Unlike him, she and Brooke had a real tree. One that Brooke kept in a pot in her backyard during the year in order to ensure she didn’t have to buy a new one every year.
Orlando did have a tree. It was artificial, smelled like nothing, and came predecorated with a bunch of silver and white bows and bulbs.
Boring.
She made him put on an ugly Christmas sweater and help her and Brooke decorate the ‘tree of chaos’ with their varied ornaments. Was it as aesthetically pleasing as his tree? Nope. Did she like it a lot better anyway? Yup. It had personality.
Though, now she understood a little better why Mona always had two trees in the house, the ‘show’ tree and the ‘family’ tree. The show tree must be for Orlando. Juliet had never really questioned it before. It was just the way Christmas had been done since her dad married Mona.
Lost in her thoughts about Christmas trees, she wasn’t aware of Orlando stirring until his arm tightened around her, drawing her attention back to him. Tucked into the crook of his arm with her head on his shoulder, she tilted her head back to look at him as he opened his eyes and smiled at her.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning.” She yawned right as her alarm went off. It wasn’t the first time she’d woken up before it. She preferred it that way. “I need to get going. I have to be on set today. What time are you leaving?”
Her stomach twisted a little as she asked the question. Orlando had already told her his plans, but for some reason she felt the need for confirmation.
It wasn’t like he was going to be gone long. Only for a few days.
But it was the first time they’d been apart since this whole thing between them started. There was a small part of her that was still worrying he might change his mind once they weren’t spending all their time together.
That if he left, that was going to be it.
