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“On your knees, sister,” he said. “Then you can bandage me up.”
“You’re a psycho!” I cried. “That’s a deep cut!”
“Then hurry the fuck up,” he said, raising an eyebrow at me.
I took one look at his cold, harsh eyes, and I dropped heavily to my knees, barely noticing how they scraped the floor in my haste to unbutton his jeans.
My hands were trembling as I unzipped his pants, his cock immediately springing out, fully erect.
I had known he was big from how I felt the thick length pressed against me, but I was still unprepared. I licked my lips nervously, but the blood pooled on his arm, covering the dense bands of muscle with a dark, angry red and I didn’t want to test him.
He sighed with pleasure as I took his length in my hand and then moved to put my mouth on him, sliding my tongue down his cock, anxious to get him all in my mouth.
It was so wrong to be on the floor with my brother’s cock in my mouth. But under my panic and fear, I felt a hot, angry heat begin to pound deep in my cunt again as I felt those big thighs tight on either side of me. I was so anxious to get his cut bandaged that I could feel the saliva already pooling in my mouth in my eagerness.
I braced myself on his legs, suctioning his cock tightly in my mouth, and he laid one big hand on my head.
“Slow down, sister,” he growled. “I want to enjoy this.”
I ignored him. I could see the blood out of the corner of my eye and it filled me with panic. I grabbed his pants tightly and drove my mouth down on his cock, almost reaching the base of it as I felt myself gagging around him.
His hand tightened in my hair, this time so tight that I squeaked in pain. I looked up at him, his fingers tangled in my curls.
“I’m not going to bleed out on the kitchen floor,” he said, his voice ragged. “Slow down.”
He was holding me so tightly that my scalp prickled in pain, and I forced myself to slow down, bringing my head down slowly, his thick width making my lips sting and burn.
He groaned as his cock disappeared down my throat again.
“That’s it, Lele, nice and slow. Let me watch your face.”
I felt my cheeks flushing, his gaze seeming to burn me. I didn’t want to look at him, but the pressure on my hair forced my head up. I took him slowly, my nerves screaming with anxiety, gulping around his cock as the saliva began to pool and drip.
I met his gaze, the wetness rolling down my chin, and he groaned again, picking up the pace, his strokes savage and deep now. I began to gag and choke, trying to gasp a breath out around his cock, but he didn’t let me go.
“Sister, yes. Oh that’s it, Lele, your mouth was made for my cock.”
His hips began to slam into me, and I didn’t get any warning before feeling the hot surge of his release all down the back of my throat.
He groaned. “Fuck, that’s it, baby girl. You took me so good.”
I gulped his cum down my throat, running my tongue up and down his cock to make sure I had gotten it all, then I staggered to my feet and ran for the dishcloth.
With one hand, he tucked his cock back in his pants.
“Hurry!” I cried, pulling him over to the sink where I hastily started to wash his arm off.
I watched all the blood swirl around the sink, and I grabbed the soap and quickly cleaned off his wound.
I squirted a generous dab of antiseptic cream on a bandage and slapped it on Torin’s forearm.
“Now, keep this on!” I scolded, and then froze, my hand on his forearm.
It certainly wasn’t the first time I had said that to him. We had been here together before. Many times, me wrapping up my big brother, scolding him to keep the bandage on.
I knew from the look on his face that he remembered, too.
I had barely managed to get the bandage on him when he flipped me around against him, his big arm across my chest, one hand on the band of my leggings.
