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I tilt it further, inching my hips forward to sink a little deeper. I drop another inch, and her eyes widen a fraction.
“Don’t panic, pretty girl. You’re doing so good,” I soothe, my thumb dusting the column of her throat. “A little more.”
She gags as I roll my hips, and I groan, pulling back before easing in deeper. “Again.”
My chest starts to work as she swallows around me, her head bobbing as she pulls back and sucks on the tip, only to draw me right back in again, her throat tilting so she can take me even deeper than before. And fuck if my entire cock isn’t nearly there.
I thrust forward, back, forward, and slide all the way in. Her nails rip into my thighs.
I groan and move my hands to her hair, pulling back the strands that have fallen around her face in two fistfuls. Her nostrils flare. “Look at you. Fucking look at you, Scar.”
A tear leaks from the corner of her eye, and I flinch. I fucking flinch, my jaw clenching.
I drop my head back and look at the ceiling, blinking away the image of her that’s likely seared into my memory for eternity. When I glance back down, I see her hand between her legs, her fingers working in circles.
Fuck.
She’s fucking me up.
I’m so fucking fucked up over her.
“Scarlet—” I catch a tear with the pad of my thumb, rubbing it along her lip line. My blood pumps faster. My hips work harder. “I’m going to come.”
I pull back an inch, but she holds me close, her eyes demanding my own and holding. A groan rips from my chest as I still, releasing down her throat.
She swallows everything I give her, teasing me with her tongue when she eases my cock from her mouth.
My chest works, the sound of my rapid breathing all I can hear.
What the fuck was that?
Goose bumps cover my skin as I stare down at this woman knelt on the bed. Her big brown eyes sparkling from the tears that streak her face. And suddenly, I don’t quite know what to say. Because the way my body relaxes. The calmness that comes over me. The way I fucking feel in this moment.
She’s Mason’s little sister.
She’s Mason’s little sister.
Jesus…
“Scarlet… I—”
“Shower with me,” she interrupts. “Shower with me before you leave me.”
I frown and nod, taking her hand and helping her from the bed.
I need to get out of here.
Scarlet
“What do you know about Lance Sullivan, Dad?” I tighten my hold on his arm as we walk through the grass and toward the bench in my mother’s garden. It’s midafternoon, and the sun is high in the sky, creating a golden veil over the grounds.
“Other than him not being as stealth as he thinks he is?”
I chuckle. “I wasn’t trying to hide him, so you know. But, yeah, what else?”
My dad shakes his head with a small smile. “He was always a good lad. A grafter.”
“Did you work closely with him?”
