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He’s been watching her closely. I know how her day at college went. I know she met with her friends from Castle Pointe.

I know about the fuckers in the alley.

I sat in my car with a loaded gun in my lap. My PI could’ve taken them down. He could’ve put a bullet in their heads and let her run free. But she wouldn’t want that. Vera is stronger than that. She can hold her own, and she did.

I knew she was on her way to see me. I knew I had to wait, because with even a slight possibility that she may turn around at the entrance to Castle Pointe and go, I couldn’t chance it.

It was time.

I flew down the street and waited at the entrance. It felt like hours as I sat on top of my car. The eventual glow of headlights made my dead heart stop. I woke up for the first time in over a year and there she fucking was. Just as beautiful, maybe even more so, than the last time I saw her. Pictures and updates don’t do her justice.

This girl is a literal fucking diamond.

“Can I have a drink?” she asks, snapping me from my thoughts.

I tip it back, swallowing the murky liquid in one go. I chuckle as I settle my glass on the table. “No.”

She frowns. “Why not?”

“Because you aren’t old enough to drink.” I walk out of the kitchen, heading toward the living room. Unused, untouched. Perfectly expensive furniture that never gets sat on.

I sit on it now; the cushions a bit stiff, but I’m never home. I got rid of my dad’s old couch and got an extravagantly overpriced one, only because I wanted it.

“Come over here,” I order, leaning my arm along the back of the couch.

I listen as she huffs, her small feet slapping against the floor as she makes her way across the room. She steps in front of me, dressed in black like a fucking misfit.

I reach forward, my fingers latching on to the pocket of her hoodie, and I pull. She stumbles forward and into my lap. Her arms grip the back of my neck, and her fresh floral scent turns me ravenous.

“I’m still mad,” she sighs, not sounding angry in the slightest.

“You can hate me all you want, but that doesn’t mean I’m letting you go.” I nip at her neck, and she bends her head to the side, exposing her pale, flawless skin for the taking.

I do. I bite and suck until she’s moaning and writhing in my lap.

My hands slide over her back, down to her ass and to the backs of her thighs. I spin around, lifting her from my lap and settling her back on the seat of the couch. I crouch to the ground, her thighs wrapping around my shoulders.

Her head lifts, and she stares at me curiously.

“It’s been a long time, and I’m fucking famished for you.” My fingers curl around the waistband of her leggings, and I pull. Her hips lift willingly, even with the slight hesitancy and irritation still lingering in her eyes. She wants to fight me, but she wants me more than the fight.

Honestly, we’re terrible for each other. But we’re dangerously perfect at the same time. We’re a toxic mix, and it’s fucking phenomenal.

I toss her leggings and panties behind me, forgetting them completely as her milky skin presses against my shoulders.

Her arousal is intoxicating. I can smell her scent already, her desire for me obvious. It always has been. Since the first moment we met each other, I could see the want in her eyes. We’re undeniable.

I bend down, my lips pressing against her naked mound. She quivers, her stomach shaking as my lips press against her sensitive flesh.

I dive in.

I pull her thighs apart, my fingers digging into her inner thighs as I spread her lips with my tongue, heading straight for her clit. It’s throbbing already, pulsing against my tongue with uncontainable need. I suck and flick it with my tongue until her spine is arching off the edge of the couch. She wants to get away. She wants to get closer. She can’t decide and ends up riding against my mouth, her juices spreading across my lips and cheeks and chin.

“Ride me like you hate me, baby sister. Show me how horrible you think I am.”

She moans, her neck tilting back as she screams toward the ceiling. “I’m not your sister anymore.”

My finger glides down, sliding into her dripping cunt. It tenses around my fingers, so fucking needy and wanting. “You’ll always be my sister, Vera. You’ll always be mine.”

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