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My body takes control. My pussy tightens. Electricity shoots through me. I’m coming. Oh God. I pump myself up and down, helping the climax fully explode.
The orgasm takes over, turning me into a limp doll as Jeff takes over. His growl fills my soul while streams of cum fill me in other more dangerous ways. The sloppy sound of our mixed release, the warmth of it leaking out of me, and the tenderness with which he holds me while we exist in a bubble I don’t ever want to pop.
Eleven
Ballz
Wrappingupmyworkoutand jog on the treadmill, there’s still no text from Cindy. I didn’t think she was going to be gone this long. It’s already evening. Maybe she’s not coming back. Maybe this nagging feeling inside of me about wanting more is one-sided.
She got what she wanted. It doesn’t seem like her to lie.
But now that I had a taste of her, I can’t get her out of my head. And worse, the word around town is that the other auction winners are all getting pretty damn lucky. My competitive nature takes that extra hard. I don’t want to be the one set of stepbrothers that gets dissed by their stepsister.
That’s messed up, but it is what it is.
But Cindy—I can’t believe that for the first time in my life, I’m thinking ahead, more than just the impulsive moment. I want a life with her. I want kids with her, even if it includes my brothers. Okay, that’s my normal impulsive thinking.
And yet, I banged out a workout. I went for a five-mile run on the treadmill, and still, there’s that sensation inside of me that I finally know what I want out of life.
I grab my towel, wipe the sweat off my face, and head to the kitchen. Moans trail up the stairs from the entertainment room. Jeff and Adrian must have opted for a porno. We’re all in a bad place over Cindy.
I pause at the top of the stairwell. There’s no music. There’s always music, really bad music, in a porno—at least the shit they watch. I step closer, putting my hand against the wall as I lean forward to listen.
That’s Cindy and Jeff.
What the hell? The only reason a woman sounds like that is if she’s getting railed.
I take three steps down the stairs, telling myself that if they’re on a date, I’m not supposed to interfere. I barrel down the stairs, rounding the corner into the room, and I stop as if I’ve hit a brick wall. She’s riding his fucking cock, her titties bouncing, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
“What the fuck is going on?”
Jeff says, “You’re not supposed to interfere with a date.”
“You’re not supposed to be fucking.”
“The rules changed. Get out.”
“If the rules changed, I’m watching.” I grab a chair. “Don’t mind me.”
Cindy’s body, completely naked in full room light, is even more gorgeous than I could imagine. Why the fuck is she breaking her own rule, though? Her pussy lips flared around Jeff’s shaft look like heaven.
He may be inside of her, but I want her thinking of me. “Does that pussy feel as good on your cock as it did on my face?”
I resist the urge to rub one out along with them.
Her body barely moves when she cries out and rides Jeff. He takes over quickly. She’s blissed out hard, barely catching her breath. It’s beautiful and frustrating all at the same time.
I focus on her, memorizing every inch of her body until she recovers.
“So what’s the deal? I respected the rules.”
She angles her head to Jeff, who answers. “It just happened. She was ready to change the rules.”
“You could have let Adrian and me know.”
“That would have killed the moment, dude.”
I rake my hand through my hair. I don’t want Cindy to think I’m mad at her, but I kind of am. Nothing sinking inside of her wouldn’t cure. I motion to the two of them. “Are the rules only changed for Jeff?”
