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“A. Kid…”

“I bet she’s never been fucked.”

He closed his eyes. “Tobias, don’t, you sick fuck,” he moaned.

“I saw her wearing one of Caleb’s t-shirts, those little tits perky and hard.”

He shook his head and lowered it. “No.”

“Her mom is fucking our dad not even a month after ours died.” I stated the facts. “You think he’s just going to move her out now?”

“He’s a good guy,” my brother growled, and lifted his head, meeting my gaze.

“You keep saying that and one day you might believe it.” I strode closer. “Fresh young pussy,” I continued. “I bet she’s never even been licked. I bet she tastes…perfect.”

Purer than Natalie…and I’d occupied the room next to my brother long enough to know he not only liked to fuck, but he liked to eat, as well.

“Have you touched her?” he asked. But this time, there was no hint of disgust. This time, excitement raged in his eyes.

“Not yet,” I answered, desire and anger bleeding into one. “But I will…”

“If dad catches you, he’ll kick you out.”

“Not the first time, would it be?” I met his stare. “Besides, I won’t do anything unless he does. If they move out, then I’ll never look at Ryth again.”

“But if they don’t, what then?”

“Then I guess I’ll have to take my anger out on her sweet young body, won’t I?”

“You’re sick,” he muttered.

“And you’re just as excited. The only difference is, you’re too fucking weak to do anything about it. You’ll just keep fucking the same bitch who cheats on you with other guys and pretend it’s love.”

“Get the fuck out, Tobias,” my brother warned. “Before I forget we’re blood and beat the living shit out of you.”

He’d do it, too…I’d seen him angry.

Seen him drive his fist through a car window.

And I’d seen him walk away, as well.

But I’d never seen him so tortured as he was right now as he licked his lips and looked toward the doorway. He was thinking about it.Oh yeah, he was.His body was craving something his mind knew was wrong. It was only a matter of time before one would win…the only question was,which one?

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ryth

“I was thinkingyou might be able to put that laptop to good use.”

I stared at the butter as it spilled onto the plate.

“Ryth?”

I hated her. Hated the way she stood in front of me. Hated the way I couldn’t getthosesounds out of my head.

“Ryth?”

I jerked my gaze up.“What?”

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