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Stepbrother Charming(23)



There's no denying the way she starts to shriek and tries to cover it. He's eating her from the bottom up, holding her lips open and fucking her pussy with his tongue, refusing to let up for a single second until she explodes on his mouth.#p#分页标题#e#

“Jesus, Ty! Just a little more,” she begs. “Oh. Oh! I think I'm going to –“

One second of pure silence. Then there's a hard, tense banging on the wall as the girl's fists flop on her sides, all she can do to keep from screaming so loud everyone in the house will hear it.

Gawh! It sounds like she's screaming through his fingers.

Everything below my waist gets hot and tight. A trembling hand goes to my chest. I'm panting, just as breathless as the bitch getting her brains fucked out one wall away, listening as my arrogant, nasty, inked-up step-brother forces her to climax.

Obviously, I knew Prince Asshole could fuck like a pro, but hearing him do it is something else.

Her hips are rocking against the wall and she keeps making little sharp sounds. She's coming, dragging her clit on his tongue, grinding her pussy into his beautiful face. Maybe he has a mean hand clapped across her lips to make sure she doesn't scream too loud.

I'm not sure.

Shit, I'm not sure I'll ever be the same again with my hand sliding between my legs, listening as they both break for air. Spreading my fingers on my panties, I cup my mound, discover it's even wetter than I feared.

I hold it there and try to focus on my breathing. Every single breath hurts. It's jagged, hot, heavy and confused as everything swells and winds up inside me.

And they're not done yet. I'm not that lucky.

“Holy fuck balls, Ty.” She's got a dirty mouth. It's not hard to see why my filthy step-brother chose her. “You've got a hell of a mouth. Do you want me to return the favor, baby? I can –“

“Shut the fuck up. You can suck my dick back to life after I come in you a couple times. Open your fucking legs.”

God. Damn. It.

I don't know why it's a surprise, but he's an even bigger bastard in the bedroom. He's commanding, brash, ordering her around like she's a hired whore. I don't think a man like him ever needs to pay a woman for sex, though. She's probably drooling all over herself just for the privilege of running her fingers over the bloodthirsty tiger inked on his chest.

“But, Ty –“

She's silenced by the heavy plop of clothing dropping on the ground. It's probably Ty's – maybe what little he hasn't stripped away yet. Closing my eyes, I picture his magnificent body in front of me.

Naked. Throbbing. Tattooed. And all mine.

No, it's not mine tonight. It's hers. It shouldn't make me aqua green, shouldn't poison every drop of my blood with filthy jealousy.

But it does. I rub between my legs, playing with my clit, feeling the same agonizing shame I always do when I touch myself. Except tonight, there's a thousand times more emotion screaming through my blood.

I hate myself for listening to this piece of shit ravage her. I hate him for waking me up with his insatiable dick. And I really fucking hate him for making me stand here like a pervert, two fingers drawing the cream that drips out my pussy up to my clit, rubbing it like there's no tomorrow while I listen to them kiss.

“Get on the bed. I need to be inside you right the fuck now, woman.”

Next thing I know, there's a sharp squeal of springs. The slut gasps as he eases inside her, picking up steam. His thrusts come faster than I expected.

They don't have slow, loving sex. I wonder if that's even possible with a man like Ty. No, this is straight up fucking, using her to jack himself off and empty the tension in his body the same way a starving man devours a meal.

It's sick. It's emotionless. And for some lunatic reason, it's totally hot. I'm out of fucking control – even worse than the woman who sounds like she's got a pillow stuffed in her mouth as his hips pound hers into the mattress.#p#分页标题#e#

Thud-thud-thud.

It's the sound of the bed clattering and my own ruined heart. I hate him. I want him. I don't know whether to bang on the wall and tell him what an asshole he is, or just stand here and keep touching myself while he brings her off again.

Obviously, I make the easy choice.

Her gurgling, cooing mess reaches a sticky crescendo and the bed jerks harder. “Give it up for me, goddamn it. You better clench hard on this dick if you want me to come with you.”

I can't believe his bed is any crappier than mine. But it sounds like a freaking antique with springs that have never been oiled as he pounds her ruthlessly, throws her into orgasm.

My fingers stroking desperately at my clit go wild. Leaning on the wall, I bring my free wrist up to my mouth and bite it, all I can do to save myself from the biggest embarrassment ever.