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Grabbing her thighs, I push them open wide so I can see the perfect pussy I’m about to feast on.
“So fucking pretty,” I murmur before sucking her clit into my mouth. Pushing my fingers inside of her, I watch her face as she grabs my hair, fucking my face. I love watching her take control of her pleasure.
I can feel her pussy start to flutter and know she’s about to come. Fucking her hole with my fingers, I give her a tiny bit of my teeth on her clit as I continue to suck and nip.
“Oh, fuck, I… Hhm gimme all of that,” Lyra cries, unable to maintain a thought until she comes all over my face like a good girl.
I climb up her body and kiss her, but her kiss is lackluster, and she pulls away.
We are both gasping for air when there’s a knock on the door. We stare at each other in shock, and I lean back, trying to figure out what the hell is happening.
Lyra looks away as she sits up, standing and grabbing her shorts. She doesn’t bother with panties, and I realize they are hanging from a lampshade.
“I should answer that,” she says weakly, and I nod, standing and grabbing a pair of cutoffs so I’m not half naked, I slip them on then check the time on my phone. Midnight. Who is banging on our door this late? And is it a blessing in disguise?
What the hell happened in the last few minutes, and how did it all get so fucked?
I wait to see who is on the other side of the door, confused as to why Lyra is acting so odd.
Does she already regret what we did? I should have known she’d be ashamed when she said I was her step-sister.
ChapterTwelve
Oh. My. God. What the hell did I… We just do? And why did I have the greatest orgasm of my life from it? I fix my hair and make sure my clothes are how they should be, then walk toward the door. Cassie won’t look at me, and I know I fucked up by not kissing her after she made me come. But I mean come on, not only is she a girl, but she’s my step-sister and roommate. It’s too weird.
The frantic knocking continues, and I open the door, almost getting punched in the face by Marsha. I gasp when she grips my arms tight, squeezing. “She’s gone. We were getting ice cream at the cafe, and he just came out of nowhere!” Marsha yells, her eyes wild and hair a mess, and Cassie comes over to us.
“Marsha, you need to calm down. What happened? Who’s gone? Why are you covered in blood and dirt?” Cassie barks, and I glance down, noticing that she's right. Marsha has a gash above her eye and is covered in mud and leaves.
“Dena… He got Dena. I was knocked out, and when I came to, all I could find was this.” Tears run down her face as she cries, and she can’t get enough air in her lungs as Marsha lets me go, and I notice the sneaker in her other hand. It’s hot pink, and I immediately know that it belongs to Dena, but the blood splatter all over it has me gasping for breath.
The End
