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“More,” I plead. “I need—” I break off, my eyes burning for some stupid reason. “I need—something.”
I feel my orgasm teetering on the edge, but it’s just out of reach, just like all the memories that resurfaced as soon as I stepped into this goddamned room. I can almost hear Roman’s whispers in my ear with every harsh thrust from his father, can almost hear his mocking laughter, the way he’d give me that disapproving look at the situation I’ve found myself in. I swear I can see his ghost lingering in the dust around us.
It’s making me question my sanity.
Isaac presses his lips to mine and slows his pace, moaning into my mouth as his achingly hard cock drags out, then back in. I release the death grip I have on him and slip my hands beneath his shirt, relishing the feel of his hot skin against my palms. His arms wrap around me, pulling me into his body before surprising me by flipping onto his back, switching our positions.
With a squeak, I clamor to right myself, surprised his cock has remained lodged deep inside of me. I plant my knees on his sides and shift to get comfortable. I rock my hips, getting used to the feel of him from this angle.
God, he feels massive inside me.
Isaac chuckles and tugs my dress up to my waist before gripping my bare hips, just above my panties. “Ride me, sweetheart. Make yourself come.”
I’m too embarrassed to tell him I’ve never done this before. Never been in this position. Too ashamed to admit I’ve only ever had sex once while also being terrified to admit I’ve ever had sex at all—even more terrified to admit who I’d had sex with. It’s not a topic in our household that’s up for discussion and it’s definitely looked down upon by the church.
But so is fucking your preacher stepfather.
And your stepbrother.
And camming for the world to see.
What would God think of me now?
“Eve,” Isaac rasps, his voice laced with pain. I meet his gaze, surprised to find his brows bunched together and a bead of sweat coursing down his temple. “You have to move, sweetheart. You’re killing me.”
I grip his chest, using it for balance, and tentatively roll my hips again. I gasp at the pleasure that ricochets through me. It’s just like fucking one of my dildos suctioned to the floor, but so much better.
My hips move again, and his eyes practically roll back in his head.
“Oh shit,” I moan, increasing my pace.
Against my will, my eyes dart to that fucking clip and the memory tries to penetrate my mind once more. With a frustrated growl, I lean forward and swipe it from the bedpost, letting it plummet to the floor.
The sight of the old metal and plastic snapping in two is as symbolic as it is painful.
Isaac’s grip tightens as he bucks up into me, chasing the finish line we’re both desperately craving. His face is tortured in pleasure-filled agony, trapping me in his orbit. He’s beautiful like this—untethered, holding nothing back. It’s like I’m seeing him for the first time.
Leaning forward, I capture his lips again, unable to stay away now that I’ve tasted him. He exhales heavily into my mouth and I groan as the new angle sends zaps of pleasure throughout my entire body. I roll my hips harder against him, shivering as his cock rubs my g-spot.
“Eve,” he rasps against my lips. My nipples brush against the fabric of my dress with every heart stopping movement, rendering me unable to respond. “Eve, I–”
Isaac breaks off with a throaty sound that goes straight to my clit. His arms band around my lower back, anchoring me to him, leaving nothing between us but our clothes. I feel his knees shift behind me, finding leverage before he thrusts harder, faster, bringing me higher, and higher, and…
His body tenses and his teeth sink into my lower lip so hard I feel blood instantly pool in my mouth. My heart is in my throat, my limbs locked in his grip as the first pulse of his hot cum spills inside me.
“Fuck,” he groans, his head falling back to the pillow. His cock twitches and throbs as cum fills me for the first time. I swallow roughly, consumed by a tsunami of unexpected emotions.
Isaac’s hold on me slackens as his body goes limp beneath me. His Adam’s apple bobs, and his eyes dart to the side awkwardly.
“Shit,” he murmurs, brushing his hair from his sweaty forehead as I push myself upright, feeling his cock soften inside me. “It’s been a really long time.”
I shake my head and slip off of him, falling onto the rumpled bedspread at his side.
“It’s okay,” I croak, my voice raspy from everything we just did. “It’s okay.” I repeat the words, unsure of who exactly I’m trying to comfort.
I clasp my legs together and quickly right my dress, feeling every inch of my body blaze with fire as he climbs from the bed. His cum seeps from my core, leaking onto my already wet panties and mortification mixes with panic.
Isaac clears his throat and turns his back to me as he tucks himself into his jeans. He won’t meet my gaze, but I can see the way his head tilts, inspecting the room for the first time. Emotion lodges in my throat.
