Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Kat…” I move her on the bed, helping her lay down, because I need to see her face.
Her eyes are warm, welcoming, sparkling with desire. Keeping my eyes on her all the time, I slip my fingers into the loose waistband of my pants, unzipping them fully. And as I do, I drink in my step-sister’s rocking body, with her long, soft blond hair spread out under her. Every inch a fucking apple-pie goddess.
“You okay? You’re head straight now?”
She nods. “Yes. I’m better than okay.”
I let my pants drop and then place one hand on each of her knees, spreading her legs open just enough for me to feast on the sight of her, for me to really focus on that pretty little gash. Tight and pretty for now, until I destroy it with the force of all these years of desire.
She’s going to be dripping with me. Nothing will be between us. Her body will soak up my sticky batter into its deepest recesses and take root.
Her body shakes, her eyes glazing as she looks me up and down. I stroke my cock for her, letting her watch. I let her process what she’s about to feel inside her for the first time.
“How big are you?” she whispers.
Such a fucking strange question. But I fucking love it, too. Damn male ego. “Big.”
She blinks once. Twice. “Tell me inches.”
I can’t help but smile at her. So innocent. So sweet. So curious, even now. “I don’t fucking know. You want me to get a fucking ruler?”
Her eyes widen as she looks at my face, but narrow as she looks at my cock. “It’s got to be ten.”
I chortle out a laugh. “Doubtful.”
Her eyebrow slides up. “Easily.”
I stroke my cock again for her, trapping the blood in the head, watching her wide brown eyes stretch wider. I grin when her jaw drops open, then let myself go and climb on top of her. Her hands slip around my shoulders, running in curious circles, tracing the tendons under my skin.
She parts her legs as I wedge myself into place and nestle my cock right at her warm, wet opening, but don’t push in. Not yet. I brush a tendril of her golden hair away from her cheek. “You ready for this, Kitty Kat? All in, no turning back.”
In her eyes, I see a flurry of emotions. One eyebrow is slightly raised. I can tell she’s biting the inside of her lip. I know her as well as I know myself. Lust. Shame. Greed. Need. Want. And then hesitation.
“It’s okay,” I whisper. “It’s fucking okay. This was always going to happen. You know it as well as I do.”
She nibbles her lip harder, watching me closely. “I don’t want us to regret this. You to regret this.”
Regret? Fuck that. “You’re my destiny, Kat. You always have been.”
“But Trent. It’s so…” Her eyes dart back and forth, scared and innocent. “It’s wrong.”
That word, it has no place here. With her. With me. With us. “I don’t give a fuck about right and wrong when it comes to you. I’ve waited for you to Kat. I’ve never imagined this with anyone else let alone acted on it. Now, tell me we aren’t meant to be? Two fucking virgins.”
She lets out a groan and her cheeks flush hot. Pink, then crimson. “Seriously? Never? Anyone?”
“Never even close. You were always the one and I could never dip into anyone else knowing someday, I’d be inside of you.”
“That’s crazy, are you sure?”
I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life. I nod, arching my hips forward, nudging at her opening, nearly blinded by my urge to rut into her. Breed her. “I want you. I’m taking you. And I’m not fucking waiting. We clear?”
“Yeah.” Barely a whisper. Only a purr. “What about…like…will you pull out?”
Rage hammers in my temples. “The only thing pulling out today, baby, is the limo out of the driveway when I take you shopping. The words pull out have no place here. Ever. Not when it comes to my dick in your hot little baby maker.”
I inch into her slick entrance, struggling to even get the tip of the tip just inside her. My swollen crown peeling her apart one tight millimeter at a time. I grunt as she gives me half an inch, so hot and inviting.
“This little tight cunt is going to make me fight for it.” I grumble. “Let me in, baby sister.”
“Big brother.” She hisses and it takes all my fucking discipline not to shoot my load right here. She feels so fucking good.
She feels like home.
I hold myself steady, my mind a fucking tornado. Her wet hot opening grips my dick, pulsing around it, turning my fucking logic into madness.
“Get ready, baby girl. This is going to hurt.”
I flex my hips, penetrating her until her walls hug the engorged head, her little virgin resistance holding me back. I let out a deep, primal groan, something so urgent and basic that it feels like it’s in my marrow. The sensation of her pulling me in feels better than I ever could have imagined.