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In response, I nod toward Holly. “You can do whatever you'd like to her, Baby Girl—as long as it’s within her limits. But before you do, wouldn’t it be fun to tease her?” I continue talking to my sister as if Holly isn’t in the room. Lightly, I rake my fingers down Noel’s back, loving the way she shivers at my touch even with the thin fabric still separating us. “To climb on that bed and force her to watch as I feast on your juicy cunt? To watch her squirm as I palm your pretty, little tits and gorgeous, virgin ass? To see her dripping with arousal as I slide into your cunt that’s only ever had one real cock inside of it—the cock that belongs to your filthy stepbrother?”
I shouldn’t be as obsessed as I find myself when I picture my dick disappearing inside her pussy, I’m counting down the seconds until I can sink inside of her again with my real flesh that pulses and at times, moves of its own accord. Flesh that can erupt and mark and claim her from the inside out.
Holly moans from across the room while Noel quietly mewls next to me, trying to cover up the needy sound with a tiny cough. “Yes,” my sister finally says, so quietly that I almost miss it. “I think I would like that a lot.”
Without waiting a second longer, I sweep her into my arms, her legs immediately wrapping around my waist. I walk to the bed just like that—Noel wrapped tightly around my torso, my hands sliding up her back and into her hair as I take her mouth in a searing kiss. “I’m so fucked when it comes to you, Noel.”
I’m not expecting a smile in response, but that’s exactly what I get, and it is fucking magnificent. Fuck the star that led the wise men to the manger, Noel’s smile is the only light I need.
Setting her on the bed, I position her body across the mattress, being sure Holly has a clear view. I look to the other woman, here but not allowed to participate of her own volition. “You doing okay over there, Little Girl?”
The smile she gives us in return is equally as bright as my sister’s—a megawatt bulb in an otherwise dark night that’s tinged with a bit of mischief. “Peachy. Now, are you going to show me what it’s like when you mount my woman from behind and fuck her into oblivion, or are you going to keep checking in on us every five seconds?”
“You’re lucky that you’re over there and I’m otherwise occupied at the moment.” I tug Noel’s sleep shirt—my shirt—up and over her head, discarding it on the floor without a second glance. Sucking one of her nipples into my mouth, I swirl around the flesh, feeling it stiffen against my tongue. “Otherwise,” I say, replacing my mouth with my fingers, lightly rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger of each hand, “I’d have to come over there and slap that pretty little face of yours for being such a brat. Now shut up and watch me fuckourbeautiful baby girl into the mattress. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll let Noel lick your cunt clean when we’re done.”
If I’m expecting to feel something strange or off-kilter when I call Noelour beautiful baby girl, it never happens. In fact, it feels fucking amazing, my chest going tight at the words as emotion clogs my voice. To share her with Holly—equally as incredible in her own light.
Having her laid out across the mattress—both my gaze and Holly’s roaming over her body before we lock eyes with one another—it feels like it could be the start of something magical, somethingreal. Something more than one stupid night of passion between three adults who were expecting a quiet start to their holiday plans.
Not wasting any more time, I gesture for my sister to lay back, instructing her to keep her legs spread wide for me. “Remember, you’re in control. You make the rules. If you need to stop for any reason at all, use your safe word.”
“I don’t want to be in control tonight, Saint,” Noel tells me. “I want you to control my body, to control my mind. I want you to decide if and when I come—if I’ve been a good enough girl for you.”
Leaning over her body, I kiss her again, unable to get enough of the peppermint lip gloss she religiously slicks over her pouty lips. Between the body wash and the lip gloss, it’s enough to overwhelm the senses, a total aromatherapy experience courtesy of the naked woman in front of me.
Pulling away from her is hard. Part of me wants nothing more than to untie Holly—to bring her cinnamon scent to bed next to us–and to spend the entire evening making out with both women like teenagers in the backseat of my father’s fancy car as both tantalizing aromas float around on the air around us like cookies fresh and hot from the oven. But if Noel wants me to take control, to take the lead, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
On the outside, at least.
Noel doesn’t need to know that ultimately, she’s still the one calling the shots. That she’s still the one that can make any of us stop at any time. That I might push her to the brink of screaming her safe word, but that it is never my intention to make her use it.
Everything that was once on the kitchen table is now sitting in a neat row across the head of the mattress, and it brings me pause, wondering when it appeared in the room as if transported by the ghost of Christmas Present.
Well, then call me Ebenezer Fucking Scrooge and haunt my ass till the New Year.
“I brought it all up when you were outside,” Noel says quietly, as if not wanting to break the silent yet electric energy humming in the room. “I’m still green.”
Not being able to hold myself back any longer, I slide a finger through her slit, her arousal already thick and warm as it coats me. “There are so many things I want to do to you, Baby Girl. So many ways I want to punish you for the torture you put me through for years—for fuckingyears. I want to spank that pretty bottom for parading around in next to nothing.” I sink two fingers inside her cunt, viciously and forcefully. “I want to leave bite marks on your skin so anyone who looks at you knows that you’ve been marked by your filthy stepbrother.”
Noel’s back bows off the bed, a strangled cry leaving her mouth. From across the room, I catch sight of Holly, her pristinely waxed cunt again beginning to show the telltale signs of her own slick arousal.
Reaching toward the top of the mattress with the hand that isn’t working its way in and out of Noel’s pussy, I pick up the scarf—the first item I presented to her downstairs. Amazingly, it feels like another lifetime ago entirely, not something that occurred only hours ago. Without waiting for her to speak another word, I shove the scarf inside her mouth, pushing as much of it into her as possible without choking her on the fabric. “The only problem with that, Baby Girl, is that I can’t punish you for something that you did all those years ago. It wouldn’t be fair of me to do that to you. But that sure as hell doesn’t mean I’m not going to enjoy everything I’m about to do to you. Every spank I leave against that ass of yours tonight isn’t in punishment. Every nip and bite isn’t designed to make you feel like I’m angry or upset with you. Every single thing I do to your body tonight is to bring you closer and closer to a place you’ve never been before. A place only I can take you.”
Without another glance, I pick up the next item from the mattress, watching with rapt attention as my sister’s eyes go wide.
“Fuck!”Noel’s voice calls out, muffled by the fabric still bunched between her lips.
I bring the plastic paddle brush down over her breast again, the flat backside of it striking my stepsister right on top of her sensitive nipple. Nowhere near hard enough to leave any substantial marks, it’s still a sensation that she’s unaccustomed to. Though the way her body moves into each swat—almost as if she’s trying to throw herself into the impact—makes me believe she’s enjoying it more than she’s letting on.
From across the room, Holly lets out a delighted giggle—a fuckinggiggle—and it makes me start to wonder what other secrets the kinky little minx is hiding. “Enjoying yourself over there, Ms. Yule?”
Momentarily dropping the hairbrush, I work my way through the double-sided dildos and vibrators in differing sizes until I find one with a large, bulbous head. A long, white wire is attached to one end of the device, a small remote dangling from the opposite end.
Leaning into Noel’s space, I remove the scarf from her mouth. Gently placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth, I make sure my voice can only be heard by my sister. “You want to see somethingreallyfun?”
Her nod is eager, a happy grin plastered on her already sex-drunk face.
Pressing against the mattress to rise, I walk over to Holly, picking up the last strand of garland I made sure to leave untouched for just this very reason.
