Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 100470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
His hips give a small thrust and his crown disappears inside me. “You’re wet, Rae. This turns you on.”
That’s no lie.
I just wish he’d touch my breasts. Lick them or bite them or grab them. Something.
A groan rasps past his lips as he eases into my body. He feels so huge, stretching me to my limit. Though it still burns like last time, it does feel much better. Especially when his hand curls around my neck and he dips for another kiss. The grip on my throat is gentle but claiming. I’m at his mercy now.
“You’re right,” he rumbles against my mouth. “I don’t feel alone right now. I feel really fucking good because of you. Thank you.” A manly moan of pleasure. “Oh, God, Rae…”
And then his words are lost to his animalistic, wild thrusting.
* * *
* * *
Fuck, she feels good.
It’s just what I needed to forget.
And yet, even as I fuck my little sister, my mind drifts to Logan. The last time we did this, he came into the tent after and raped me.
My cock flags and I panic. If I can’t stay hard, she’ll think something’s wrong with her when there’s nothing wrong with her. Raegan is perfect. I love her with my entire goddamn soul.
Think of him.
Not Logan…him.
What if this were Ryder beneath me? Would he even allow me to be inside of his body like Raegan does? Would his asshole be tight like her pussy? Tighter?
I close my eyes, desperately kissing my sister but greedily thinking of my brother. As I thrust, taking her deep, I imagine Ryder’s legs spread apart.
Oh fuck, that’s hot.
Guilt slams into me almost immediately after that mental image. I’m here with Rae and I’m thinking of our brother’s ass. I’m not here with him. I’m with her. It’s her teeth nipping at my lips, her fingernails raking down my arms, her heels biting into my ass.
She’s so much wetter than the last time we had sex. I like how easily I can slide in and out of her. I also love that I have control now. I’m not bound and unable to move. Gripping her jaw, I hold it tight, ravishing her mouth with mine.
What if Ryder were watching?
That’s not mean to think about him watching while I have sex with Raegan, right?
Would he be turned on? Would he join? Would he sit close, stroking his own cock?
Holy shit, that’s hot.
Raegan makes tiny squeaks like she might be enjoying this, but I’m not sure. I don’t know much about girls and what they like. I’ve been obsessed with men for as long as I can remember. Since I’m a man, I know what I like. But, since she has different equipment, I’m not exactly sure what would make her feel really good.
Her hand slides between us and she touches her pussy. I’m fascinated, watching as she circles one particular area between the lips over and over again. She jolts and whines, her tits jiggling with her movement. When her pussy clenches around my cock and she shudders, I lose control.
Cum spurts out of me thick and endless. Every time her pussy spasms around my dick, it seems to milk more out of me. It feels so fucking good I can’t stand it. I’m unable to keep from slowly thrusting, marveling at how every nerve ending in my body is buzzing and alive.
And Raegan?
Her cheeks are flushed and she wears an expression of pure lust.
She’s so beautiful.
My dick finally quits twitching, but I don’t hurry out of her. I’m content to stare at her, still seated deep inside of her.
Creak.
Fear claims me as it always does when the door to the cabin opens. At first, it’s fear of Logan. Then, it quickly swaps to fear of Dad. But all fear is erased when I see Ryder instead.
The door closes behind him with a soft click as he gapes at us. He rubs at his face as though to clear his head and then anger twists his features into something far from handsome.
“What the actual fuck?” Ryder snarls, shaking his head vehemently. “What the fuckity fuck?”
The fear is back. This time it involves losing my brother—my best friend. I pull out of my sister, wincing when cum slings over her belly. Ryder watches it with horrified rapt attention. Raegan is babbling. I think she’s pleading with him. I don’t know. I can’t hear anything over the ringing in my ears.
I sit back on my knees so I can tug my boxers up over my messy dick. As soon as I’m covered, I grab Raegan’s jeans and toss them at her to cover her nakedness. Scrambling out of the bed, I start toward Ryder.
“Hey,” I start, voice rough and tight. “It’s not—”
He takes a step back, holding a palm up. “No. Just…no.”
Frustrated, I run my fingers through my hair and shoot him a panicked look. “Ryder.”