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I lean down, kissing my way up her stomach and over her chest, where I suckle.
The cold edge of the table bites at my thigh, and I realize that arousal isn’t the only reason for her beaded nipples and goose bumps. The metal under her is freezing. I cover her body with mine, our gaze locked as I steal another kiss. Our tongues tease as we taste each other.
Reaching between us, I place myself at her entrance and coat my tip with her excitement.
I bite her lip. Keeping hold, I pull away until I’m forced to release it.
“Mine.”
Thrusting forward, I push my body into hers, taking a first while giving her mine.
We cry out at the same time, pleasure and pain equally mixed.
The arm bracing me on the table buckles, and I drop to my elbow. My fingers weave their way into her hair, fisting the thick brown waves.
Her body resists, forcing me to pull back. I continue to thrust harder until I’m fully seated inside her.
Her hands have fisted, gripping the rope that binds them above her head.
Heat engulfs my cock, and pleasure runs up my spine.
I was wrong. This is so much better than punishing her.
I can’t hold my head up, and it falls forward, dropping to her shoulder. “Ahhh.” I pull out and plunge into her once more, my groan loud and long when pleasure spreads throughout my whole body.
“Fuck,” I pant, my chest heaving.
I drop my weight onto Charlotte more, the table protesting loudly at my quick and hard thrusts.
She hisses, her body bowing beneath mine, and her knees pinned to my side.
I fist her hair tighter and lower my mouth to her breast, biting any skin I can reach before I soothe it. My right hand rises and teases the other.
I grunt as I join our bodies over and over. After a few more thrusts, her grunts turn to moans.
Pushing up, I loom over her to see her face scrunched tight with pleasure, her mouth opening to release another moan as I push in as deep as I can and stay there, grinding our hips together.
I repeat the movement, and her watery eyes meet mine as she cries out.
Standing fully, I look down to where we’re connected. My cock and her thighs glisten with her arousal. I never want this to end. I push in and rub my hips to hers harder, causing her legs to shake. I need her to come before I fill her.
Suddenly, Charlotte keens and tries to twist away, forcing my grip on her hips to tighten. I pull her toward me as I thrust harshly.
When she doesn’t stop trying to twist out of my hold, I tear my eyes from her body and follow her gaze.
Michael.
I watch my brother for a second as he moves around the room, collecting our discarded clothes and loading the washer. The smell of bleach registers, and I wonder if he has already bleached the cloths we use to clean the inside of my truck.
The thought doesn’t linger for long.
Grabbing Charlotte’s chin, I force her to look at me.
“Mine,” I repeat. I’m the one fucking her, not my brother.
Charlotte tightens her legs around me, her feet digging into my back, and the slaps of our hips sound out loudly. I can feel her inner walls spasm every time a noise penetrates our fucking, a quick reminder that we aren’t alone. She likes that we have an audience.
My grip becomes bruising, and I move a hand from her hip to her shoulder, pulling her to meet my thrusts even harder.
