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He gazes into my eyes, and there's a hunger there, a craving for more than just physical pleasure. “You want to cum, Little Darling?”
I moan, my body trembling. "Please," I whimper, my voice barely audible.
He smirks, his eyes dark with lust. "Then say my name," he demands, his voice low and commanding.
I bite my lip. "Make me cum first," I challenge him defiantly.
He thrusts harder inside me, hitting that perfect spot that sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. "Say it, Little Darling," he whispers, the huskiness in his voice affecting me on a deep level. "Say my name, and I'll make you cum so hard you'll scream it."
I meet his gaze. "Make me scream it then," I respond breathlessly.
His grin widens, and he takes that as the green light to unleash everything he has. He thrusts harder and faster, hitting all the right places inside me, pushing me closer to the brink.
I feel myself teetering on the edge of an orgasm, pleasure building like a tidal wave. He continues to move, my pussy tightening on his cock with each thrust. My moans become louder, mixing with his growls of pleasure, filling the room with the sounds of our passion. I'm so close, and I know he can feel it too.
His breath is hot against my ear as he breathes, "Cum for me, and scream my name."
The words are all I need, the final trigger that pushes me over the edge. My back arches, and I scream out his name as waves of pleasure crash over me, consuming me entirely.
He doesn't let up, keeping his pace relentless as I ride out my climax. He groans as my body convulses with ecstasy, eventually pulling him over the cliff after me. We lose ourselves in the sensations that wash over us and my body shakes as I cling to him.
Finally, as the waves of pleasure subside, he releases his grip on my throat, and I'm left panting and gasping for breath.
He takes a hold of my wrists, restraining them in one of his own and I’m reminded of the late night visit from Dare only days ago. “Now where was I? That's right, my brother is going to be so disappointed in you. You realize that he’s really quite attached to you, right?” He moves to sit up as he rambles, then fishes around in his pants until he pulls out a phone. “I mean I’m pretty obsessed with you myself, but he’s on a whole other level. But then he always knew you were ours, even when we were children.”
I’m so confused at this point and with the haze of pleasure still clouding my mind it’s taking a little longer for his words to register. “What?”
He grins down at me with a tilt of his head. “Don’t you remember? Little Darling girl.”
The memory is almost a slap in the face.
“Come out and play, Little Darling girl!”
I creep to the door, opening and peeking out at my friend. “I can’t. Momma said I have to stay home while Uncle Jimmy visits. But she said I can play after.”
“Not fair. She can’t stop us from playing together.”
Him being sad makes me sad but I promised Momma. “I’m sorry, Dare.”
He pouts. “After?”
I nod in response.
He shrugs, turning away to go back to his place, I can see his brother hovering at the end of the hall waiting. He has a sad look too when I don’t follow. “Okay, see you after, Little Darling girl.”
My heart feels like it’s actually stopped in my chest. Tristan seems to know something is wrong as he is looking at me with concern clouding his eyes. But when I don’t say anything he brings his phone to his ear. I don’t hear what he mumbles, but the flinch on his face tells me all I need to know about who he is speaking to.
He hangs up and tucks his phone back away, pulling me up from the bed completely until we are both standing beside it. He lets go to put himself away and straighten his clothes before he pulls out one of my night shirts from the drawer and throws it to me.
I look down at myself and then back at him with a frown and a raised eyebrow. I have his cum still dripping from my pussy. When I only get a grin in response I roll my eyes and pull on the shirt, grumbling to myself about never saying his name ever again.
He just chuckles in response and grabs my wrist, pulling me behind him out of the bedroom. I almost stumble when he moves too fast for me, but it doesn't take me long to figure out where he is taking me. My office, the sanctuary I set up with its walls lined with images of the crimes that brought me here.
Stopping just past the doorway, he propels me further into the room. Dare is there, his masked face looking around at the photographs covering almost every inch of space.
Tristan lets go of me and when I glance over my shoulder I see him slowly backing out of the room. “I’ll, uhh, be out here.” With that he is gone, like smoke.
Turning back around I can see Dare looking at me from under his hood, his black eyes piercing mine with an intensity that has my heart racing in my chest again. But then he looks back at the photographs, almost as though he is lost in his own thoughts.
