The cuts he’d placed on me were still tingling as I rode him slowly, savoring the stretch, watching his jaw clench every time I dropped my hips, taking him deeper. Each roll of my hips was a dirty prayer, drenched in sin and want.
“Fuck,” he pushed out on a breath, his eyes locked on me. “You feel so fucking perfect. Your pussy was made for my cock, baby. It knows it belongs to me. Damn.” He moaned as I picked up speed. “You really are such a slut for your stepbrother’s cock, aren’t you? You can’t get enough of it.”
I started to open my mouth to speak, but it came out more like a garbled moan when his fingers strummed across my clit, making me jump. He found the perfect pattern, and soon, I was clenching around him, coming on him, moaning his name, struggling tomaintain the pace I’d set as my thighs spasmed in time with the waves of my orgasm.
As my body relaxed, Rowen sat up, holding me in his lap, his cock still buried inside me. He cupped my cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss.
“You’re my everything, Av.”
Everything inside me stilled at his confession, the ache in his voice twisting through my chest, knocking the breath from me.
“I love you,” he declared, awe and reverence in his eyes, a devoted disciple pledging his life.
I started to open my mouth to respond, put everything on the table, but I didn’t get the chance.
Click.
My heart stopped. Rowen’s eyes shot toward the sound.
“Oh my God!” My mother’s voice was furious, sharp.
I pulled the sheets up to my chest, covering us both, and turned to see her standing in the doorway, face contorted with rage and disbelief. Tom stood next to her, both of them trying to comprehend what they were looking at.
Me.
Naked.
On top of Rowen.
Who was also naked.
“What the hell is going on?” Tom asked, his voice stern, his expression too hard to read.
I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Rowen wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, as if he could shield me.
“Get off him,” my mom said, her voice trembling.
I slid off slowly, Rowen helping me to keep the sheet wrapped around me while he grabbed a pillow to cover his cock, still slick with my juices.
“I thought you wouldn’t be home until tomorrow morning.” My legs were shaking from what we’d just been doing and what was coming next.
My mom’s eyes narrowed on me. “That’sthe problem here? Not the fact that we caught you having sex with yourstepbrother?”
“You two are siblings,” Tom followed, his eyes darting all over the room, like he couldn’t bear to look at us. “This is not okay. This is disgusting. Deranged. You two should be ashamed of yourselves.”
I started to open my mouth, but Rowen beat me to an answer.
“She isn’t my real sister. It’s not the same.”
Tom’s jaw clenched as he ran a hand over his face. “This is exactly why I made you leave. I saw the way you looked at her back then.” He sighed. “Fuck, Rowen. You just had to go and fuck it up. You were supposed to get away from her and find a nice,appropriategirl to be with. The distance was supposed to keepthisfrom happening.”
“But it didn’t,” Rowen told him, his shoulders back, head high.
“You should’ve stayed gone, Rowen. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you.”
My mom turned to look at Tom with wide eyes. “Wait… they’ve done this before?”
He shook his head. “No, dear.” He put his hands on her shoulders. “I caught Rowen watching her one day—the day before he moved out. I didn’t want to worry you since I took care of it. I made him leave to protect them both from making a huge mistake.” He turned to look at us. “Clearly, I should’ve done more.”
