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I pause by her opening, sliding in just the tip.

She glares at me over her shoulder, but I fist my hand into her hair, drag her body to my chest with a sharp pull, careful to keep the head of my dick in place inside her opening. “I think it’s about time I properly claim you,” I murmur roughly into her ear. “You don’t get to moan my fucking name like that then pretend you don’t want me.” I slide my fingers leisurely around her slick, sensitive centre and my cock, which causes her to roll her head back on my shoulder. “You’re not fucking running from me anymore. I won’t let you.” I press my thumb to her puckering hole and she stiffens, holding her breath.

I tear away from her, letting go of her hair. Leaning over her, I gather her damp hair to the side and press a kiss to the dip between her neck and shoulder. Her lips hover over my brow bone, soft breaths puffing on my skin. Another kiss. “But you’re gonna have to beg me, little devil.”

“Never.”

“No?” I tease the vibrator inside her beside my pulsing cock, stretching her a little further, and she grunts, her chin dropping to her chest. “Really?” I pull the toy out, then rub my head up and down her dripping centre. She bucks into me and I smirk. “Come on, Jordie. Beg me for it.” I push my tip inside her again and let the vibrator join to her clit, it makes her walls squeeze around my head. “Fuck,” I whisper.

She throws her head back. “Ah!”

I stroke the vibrator around her clit and just as I begin to feel her cunt tightening, I revoke all pleasure.

“Fuck,” she pants.

“Come on, beg me,” I taunt, turning up the vibrations and hovering it a breath away from her clit, just enough so she can slightly feel it.

“Fuck,” she whimpers, her legs beginning to shake. “Fuck me, viper. Please.”

“You want me?” I press it into her and she awards me with an open-mouthed moan.

She pants for a few seconds, glaring at me over her shoulder before her eyebrows soften. “Yes.”

I slam into her, and her arms falter, dropping to her elbows.

I chuckle, rubbing my hand around the round curve of her ass before I smack my hand onto it, a red mark already forming. “What’s wrong? Forgot what your stepbrother’s cock feels like?”

Taking deep breaths while I pull out of her, I watch as her walls grasp my cock, before I smash into her, sheathing myself to the hilt again. She muffles her scream by throwing her face into the pillow. Slowly, I withdraw, then push in again.

I’m inside Jordan fucking Clarence again. The love of my life. The woman that’s caused my fucking soul to exit my body for the last five years.

I pause, gripping the base of my cock to prevent it from releasing. She looks fucking magnificent taking me from behind, my handprint bright red on her ass. I blow out a breath and laugh.

“What’s wrong? Forgot what your stepsister’s pussy feels like?” Her voice is a smoky taunt that forces me to squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath.

Fuck. I’m rendered speechless.

This little fucking devil.

“Tell me, Jordie, how long have you been dreaming about my cock destroying your cunt?”

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpers. She doesn’t get a chance to reply before I rip the blue, curved toy from her clit, pulling myself out to the tip and line the wand up with her entrance. I don’t give her warning before I drive myself and the wand into her, stretching her tight hole.

She screams out. Again and again as I thrust in and out of her along with the toy.

In. Out. In. Out.

“Did you miss me?” In. Out. In. Out. “Did you think about me like I thought about you?” In, out, in, out, in, out. Faster and faster. “Was it torture for you, too?”

She doesn’t respond. Doesn’t do anything but whimper and moan my name.

I squeeze one of my hands on her plump ass, hard enough to leave a bruise as I work us both to orgasm. She mewls, whines, and moans, unable to stop. Her ass rebounds with every drive of my cock. Her delicious moans and desperate pleas flood the room along with my grunts.

It doesn’t take long for ropes of cum to shoot out over her soaked centre, painting her in all shades of me. Juices leak out of her perfect cunt onto the toy and mix with my cum.

“Mine,” I growl. My hand flies to her neck, pinning her in place to the pillow. I pull the wand out and turn it off. My top sticks to me with sweat as I drag my fingers up her cunt, gathering my cum, causing her to twitch. I push my cum-covered fingers in her once more. “No matter how many times we hit rock bottom. You’d do well to remember that, Jordie,” I finish in a whisper, lips dancing over her ear before I pull away and begin doing my zipper up.

That wasn’t long enough. Nowhere near. But the next time she feels me, it’ll be me alone. For hours. Over and over again.