We’re strong. We’re a couple—a power couple. We might not be CEOs of a Fortune 500 company, but our bond is unbreakable.
I proposed the day after she told me she was pregnant. I was broke, so I made her a ring out of wood, walnut, and swore I’d get her a diamond one day. I did, but she still wears the one I made her.
We reconciled with our parents…mostly. It’s still a process, but they both came to the wedding, and we see them every couple of weeks for a family dinner.
The good news is they both absolutely adore Josh, and he loves running around Dad’s house, racing up and down the stairs like the little madman he is.
Piper and Josh. My two treasures. I’ll do anything to protect them.
“He’s asleep. You know what that means, don’t you?”
I look up from my saw and see Piper, my heavenly wife, standing in the door to my shop, wearing nothing but the new lace robe I bought her for our anniversary.
It hugs her curves in all the right places and hangs open just enough to give me a tease of the mouthwatering goodies beneath.
God, she’s a sight to behold. My pulse pounds heavily in my neck. I’m already sweating from my work, but my body temp instantly goes up a few degrees.
At twenty-two, her appetite for me is insatiable. Which is perfect, considering I can never take my hands off her.
I wake her up in the morning with my cock. I take her in the shower. I pin her up against the wall in the kitchen while she’s baking, or get her down on her hands and knees in the field out back when Josh is having his nap.
She’s my drug, and I’m addicted. She’smine, and nothing will ever come between us. Dad’s money was never the prize. She was.
“Come here,” I growl, flashing her my devilish grin that I know she loves.
“Uh-uh,” she replies, shaking her head. “Youcomehere.”
I stand slowly, brushing the sawdust from my palms. Her hips sway as I approach her, stalking like the beast I am. My hands find her waist, parting her robe and exposing her little waxed pussy.
Our mouths lock hungrily together, and I reach up and cup her breast, so healthy and firm. My cock is hard in an instant, and I press my bulge between her thighs, just to remind her what I have in store for her.
“Mmm, that’s nice…” she moans, letting her lips brush against my jaw.
“You like that, baby?”
Her arms move up and around my neck, just where she loves to hold on. “You know I love your wood.”
Grinning, I tug my pants down and press my cock against her hole, dripping with desperate need. It’s been one of those rare days where we didn’t find a chance to fuck, which means we’re both dying for each other.
She gasps as I grab her by the hair and bend her over my worktable.
“Oh, yes, have your way with me…”
I don’t need to be told twice.
Spreading her ass, I gaze at her beautiful cunt, begging to be filled with my inches. Without hesitating, I drive deep inside until my thighs slap against her cheeks.
“I’m gonna make you sore, sis,” I growl, dragging my teeth across her neck as I start to hammer her.
She whimpers and grabs onto the sides of the table. Tools tumble to the floor, and as I watch her perfect ass bounce, a devilish thought enters my mind.
I’m fucking my step-sister.
I shift my angle and drive deeper inside her willing channel. Her juices coat my balls. She’s already starting to tighten up.
There’s no more sneaking around and being quiet here. This isour home. We do what we want.
“Tell me you love me, baby,” I growl, feeling myself approach the point of no return. “Tell me you’re mine.”
