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Nash groans loudly, “Fine. Go the fuck to sleep.”

I slip my hand under the blankets, “After I complete all my bedtime rituals I will.”

“I swear to fucking God, Princess. I will spank your ass until it’s black and blue.”

Rubbing my clit I moan, “Yes, keep talking like that.”

Nash storms over to me, yanks the blankets off me, and growls, “God damn it, Princess. You’re trying to kill me, is that it?”

He wraps his hand around my throat and climbs over me, straddling my hips, I pull my hand up and put my fingers under his nose in a whisper, I ask, “Wanna taste, Rapist?”

His eyes burn into mine; he breathes heavily with parted lips, I shove my fingers into his mouth, rubbing my wetness on his tongue.

Nash places his free hand on the mattress beside my head, hovering over me, his lips an inch from mine when he growls, “If I were a rapist my cock would already be buried inside that tight little cunt.”

He grinds his hard cock against my clit, “Such a bad fucking girl. Aren’t you? Tempting a monster that’s been locked up for close to two decades.”

Nash tightens his grip on my throat, limiting my air, “What if the monster gives in and fucks you to within an inch of your life? What then? You run to daddy to tell him what the monster did to his princess?”

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I whimper when he loosens his grip.

“What if I can’t stop, Ice Princess? What if you set the wheels in motion and there are no brakes? What if I want to fuck you as much as I hate you?”

My breath gets caught in my throat, I can’t think. Like there’s a million fireworks in my body, I explode, I grab his head and pull him to me and kiss him while I buck into his big cock. At first, he’s shocked, but then he slides his tongue in my mouth aggressively. He slides his hand into my hair and pulls it while he fucks my mouth with his tongue. I shouldn’t feel anything, but I do. My stomach floods with butterflies while my heart pounds.

He pulls back and sits on his knees, grabs both of my legs, spreading my thighs wide, “What if I need one fucking taste? Just one? Would you beg me to stop?”

I shake my head, “No,” I whisper.

Nash takes a finger and his thumb and spreads my pussy lips, “So fucking beautiful. Has anyone licked this sweet pussy?”

“No. I’ve never even been touched.”

He growls, “You’re going to let your brother be the first to devour your pretty little cunt?”

“Yes,” I breathe.

This started as something I wanted to use to hurt him. I wanted to destroy him before he destroyed me. Right now, I want to feel his tongue. That is the only thing I can think about. The way he stares at my most intimate place with hunger in his eyes causes my pussy to pulse.

He slides a finger inside me, making me gasp, “I should tell you to go fuck yourself. But Princess, I’ve never wanted to eat anything as much as I want to eat this pussy.” Nash lowers his face between my legs and inhales, “Jesus Christ, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“Nash,” I whimper.

CHAPTER TEN

NASH

Iknow I shouldn’t. Still, with my face between her beautiful thighs, I know I’m not going to stop myself. Her scent is sweet, intoxicating, and more inviting than any syringe filled with heroin. This is dangerous. Will I be able to taste her once and wash my hands of her? Will she be like a drug, one hit, and I’m addicted? I guess I’m about to find out. With her pussy less than an inch from my face, I have to taste her. I need to hear her fucking whimper for me.

I lick up her slit, and she bucks her hips.

“Hold still, Ice Princess. Be a good girl and fucking drown me with your cum.”

Swirling my tongue around her swollen little nub while fucking her with my fingers, she digs her hands into the bed, clawing as she screams for me. Her back arches off the bed, pushing her tits higher up, fuck, she’s so goddamn beautiful. The devil must have sent her to drag me back to hell. As I take her clit between my lips and suck hard, I decide it’s worth it.

Ivy thrusts her hips up and grabs my hair as she comes on my tongue. She’s delicious, beautiful, perfect, except for the fact that I’m about to lose everything I’ve worked so hard to rebuild.

I climb up beside her on the bed and kiss her because I want her to taste her pussy on my tongue. She moans into my mouth and slides her tongue against mine. I know I shouldn’t be kissing her, touching her. I'm done if my dad finds out, and I guarantee he will. He’ll never speak to me again. There will be no forgiveness for me touching my adopted sister. Even without the significant age gap, he’d never be able to see past it.

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