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“As for Peter, I walked around with a hard-on for a goddamn week as I tortured him for what he did to you.”
He pinched my bundle of nerves and I gasped, grinding my hips against his hand.
“He was tied to a table for days and pissed himself. Darkness and loneliness can kill a man, but the stupid bastard hung in there.” Jagger nipped at my lower lip. “Are you going to cum for me, pet? Are you going to cum all over my fingers as I tell you how I killed him? Maybe your soul is as black as mine.”
Shit! Shit! Shit! How was I getting so turned on by this? It was twisted as hell.
Jagger shoved a finger inside me, thrusting while he continued.
“Jagger.” His name on my tongue sounded foreign to my ears. I dug my fingernails into my palms, trying not to give him the satisfaction of my orgasm while he confessed to a crime. A fucking crime.Peter deserved it for what he did to me.
“Peter told me how you explained about the fire, then how he manipulated and hurt you. He fed off your fear. If I had let him go, he would have gone after you again, and I couldn’t have that.” Jagger removed his hand then scooped me into his powerful arms and set me on the table in the corner. “Lean back and spread your legs.”
What was happening was wrong, and I tried to will myself to leave, but not only was the door locked, I didn’t want to. I craved my stepbrother, and I needed to fuck him without that damn mask over his head. Just us. Just like it used to be.
Jagger shed his black shirt and tossed it to the floor. “When Peter said he owned you.” He clucked his tongue. The button on his slacks popped open, followed by the low hum of his zipper coming undone. He crawled onto the table and settled between my legs. “In case you forgot, I’m going to remind you that you’re mine.” Jagger shoved his thick cock inside me, stealing my breath. How a murder confession had turned into hot sex, I wasn’t sure, but my body wasn’t complaining.
“Do you remember the time our parents weren’t home?” he asked.
“Which time?” I slid my fingers into his dark hair, my nails scratching his scalp as I bucked my hips against him.
“I tied you to my bed and licked your pussy until my sheets were soaked with your juices. When you were pleading for me to let you cum. If you did that now, I would discipline you for begging.”
His blue eyes held mine. “And?”
“Oh, my dirty girl likes that?” He reached between my legs and massaged my clit while he continued talking.
I responded with a soft moan.
“Dirty girls get spanked when they don’t behave.” He thrust his hips and moved inside me. “I already left my handprint on your ass cheek, but it won’t be the only time I mark you.”
My brow rose, and a mischievous look flickered in his gaze. “What if I don’t want you anymore, Jagger? What if I met someone else last night at the library and I’m super interested in him?” Burning jealousy zipped through every cell in my entire being at the thought of Jagger being with another girl, but I would never tell him that.
He roughly gripped my chin. “Make no mistake, Ariana. You willalwaysbe mine.” He released me and ran his thumb up and down the sensitive swell of my neck. Jagger’s fingertips danced down and between my breasts.
“Does that make you want to cum all over my cock? Thinking about how I own your body? You serve me.”
“Jagger. Oh God!” I moaned as my inner walls spasmed around his dick.
“That’s it, pet,” he grunted as I began moving again. “Milk my cock dry with your tight pussy.”
He leaned down. “If anyone touches you . . .” A guttural growl worked through his chest, his frenzied pace nearly rocking me off the table. “I’ll kill them just like I did Peter.” A crazed look twisted his expression as his body tensed, and he filled me with his cum.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I rubbed my clit against him. Ragged breaths sounded through the room as my pussy clenched his shaft, draining the final drops from his cock as I released again.
Spent from the intense ride, I sighed, my limbs turning limp as noodles. Jagger pulled out of me without a word then hopped off the table.
His dark gaze raked over me from head to toe. “You look so beautiful with my cum seeping out of your cunt.”
The rush of our sexcapade crashed, leaving me confused about my feelings for Jagger and what he’d done to Peter. Jagger had manipulated my body as he confessed, just like Peter had manipulated me.
His stare locked on me. The groove in his forehead deepened, and he averted his attention.
I mentally prepared myself to have my heart annihilated once more.
“Get dressed and go home.”
My pulse thumped as his low, raspy voice filled the room, enveloping me in a thick fog and sending my emotions into a downward spiral.
