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With an exasperated groan, he sits up long enough to rip away the offending fabric and then loses himself to another kiss. I greedily touch his muscular shoulders and biceps.
“I want my shirt off too,” I complain. “I want to feel you.”
He tears from my kiss, jerking his head to the door. “What if Mom comes in?”
“She won’t,” I promise. “She’s knee-deep in annoying kids right now. It’s just us. No one is coming.”
With a grunt, he stops long enough to start yanking at my shirt. Once it’s gone, I unhook my bra and he finishes tearing it away. He looks down at my naked breasts and frowns. I don’t like the way he studies them like they’re something foreign and strange. I want him to admire them and touch them and taste them. Ryder likes them.
Giving his head a sharp shake, he looks away from them, turning his attention to his cock. I try to hide the disappointment. He rubs his hand against his dick as though to make it hard again.
Do I disgust him?
Emotion prickles at my eyes. I’m about to stop because he’s clearly no longer enjoying it, when his knuckle rubs over my clit through my underwear. I shiver at his touch.
He remains focused between us as he tugs his boxers down. His cock bounces out, lightly smacking against my pussy. The tip leaks with his cum and dots my underwear.
“Ronan,” I choke out, forcing his gaze back to me. “I want you.”
He gives me a clipped nod and then pulls my underwear aside with his finger. With his other hand, he grips his cock and teases my slick slit.
“Do we need to get it wet?” I ask, a hint of doubt creeping up inside me.
His hips give a small thrust and his crown disappears inside me. “You’re wet, Rae. This turns you on.”
That’s no lie.
I just wish he’d touch my breasts. Lick them or bite them or grab them. Something.
A groan rasps past his lips as he eases into my body. He feels so huge, stretching me to my limit. Though it still burns like last time, it does feel much better. Especially when his hand curls around my neck and he dips for another kiss. The grip on my throat is gentle but claiming. I’m at his mercy now.
“You’re right,” he rumbles against my mouth. “I don’t feel alone right now. I feel really fucking good because of you. Thank you.” A manly moan of pleasure. “Oh, God, Rae…”
And then his words are lost to his animalistic, wild thrusting.
Fuck, she feels good.
It’s just what I needed to forget.
And yet, even as I fuck my little sister, my mind drifts to Logan. The last time we did this, he came into the tent after and raped me.
My cock flags and I panic. If I can’t stay hard, she’ll think something’s wrong with her when there’s nothing wrong with her. Raegan is perfect. I love her with my entire goddamn soul.
Think of him.
Not Logan…him.
What if this were Ryder beneath me? Would he even allow me to be inside of his body like Raegan does? Would his asshole be tight like her pussy? Tighter?
I close my eyes, desperately kissing my sister but greedily thinking of my brother. As I thrust, taking her deep, I imagine Ryder’s legs spread apart.
Oh fuck, that’s hot.
Guilt slams into me almost immediately after that mental image. I’m here with Rae and I’m thinking of our brother’s ass. I’m not here with him. I’m with her. It’sherteeth nipping at my lips,herfingernails raking down my arms,herheels biting into my ass.
She’s so much wetter than the last time we had sex. I like how easily I can slide in and out of her. I also love that I have control now. I’m not bound and unable to move. Gripping her jaw, I hold it tight, ravishing her mouth with mine.
What if Ryder were watching?
