Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 29(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 5861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 29(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
I pulled out of her wet mouth and, without waiting, shoved my dick into her little pussy, the wet heat of her cunt making me groan.
“Fuck, you’re just as tight as your asshole,” I said, my thrusts hard, fast, and unforgiving.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, her nails scraping over my chest and pinching my nipples. I sucked in a sharp breath, my fucking stuttering a fraction of a second before looking down into Lila’s beautiful face. She silently begged for more, her eyes wild with desire.
I fucked her until she came again, her cunt squeezing and milking my cock, her screams music to my ears.
She shifted under me, forcing me to pull out, my cock throbbing, and she sat up, wrapping her lips around my slick length, sucking me deep into her mouth once more.
“Suck me deep, sis, and swallow my load,” I growled, my hand grabbing the back of her head, forcibly moving her mouth back and forth on my dick.
She did, her tongue sweeping along my length, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Good girl,” I ordered, my voice rough with satisfaction. I felt my orgasm rise. “Tell me you’re mine,” I said, my fingers tugging at her hair until her head was cocked back as far as it would go, until she had to keep her eyes locked on me.
“I’m yours,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
I grabbed my dick, stroked myself, and as if she read my mind, Lila opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out, and waited for me to cover her face and lips with my jizz.
I groaned as hot, white ropes shot out of my cock slit and covered my pretty sister’s face. Thick strings of creamy spunk dropped from her lips, and she greedily licked it up, swallowing her big brother’s massive load.
“Say it again,” I demanded.
“I’m yours, Eli.”
I leaned down and kissed her, deep and hungry, my cock already hardening again, my cum smearing between our greedy lips and tongues.
“Now,” I demanded, shifting so my back was resting against the headboard and she was straddling my lap, “let your twin show you how much he needs in his sister’s hot cunt.”
3
LILA
I should’ve stopped.
Should’ve come to my senses the second my big brother came into my bedroom.
But I didn’t want to deny him—or me. I’d wanted for this for far too long.
Eli tasted like everything I’d ever wanted and wasn’t allowed to have—taboo pleasure. He was rough around the edges and was desire wrapped in something sinful.
Something totally forbidden.
And I was so tired of pretending I didn’t want him. I was mentally exhausted trying to convince myself I could have Eli.
It was wrong. It was crossing every damn line. But all the same, I wanted it, and he’d given it to me.
There was no going back, and thank God for that.
I straddled his waist, his cock hard again and damp and hot from fucking my pussy.
His hands slid up my waist, calloused palms dragging over my bare skin. He made me tremble and ache for more. Eli dragged his lips down my throat, his breath warm against my collarbone, his mouth leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
The way his cock throbbed between my legs caused a wave of pleasure flow through me resulting in wetness dripping from my pussy.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he hissed, his voice ragged.
“Same, big brother. Same.”
He weaved his fingers in my hair and held me still as he kissed me long and slow. “No one will ever understand or approve of this between us—”
“I don’t care. I only want you.”
He growled against my mouth. He wanted this. Me. Just as badly.
Our mouths moved in sync, desperate and needy. His hands roamed over my body like he was trying to memorize every inch of skin and every curve.
I clung to his shoulders, my nails digging in, leaving small indentations on his perfect skin. He tugged me tighter against him, grinding up, rubbing his cock along my slippery pussy slit.
I cried out, the sound muffled between kisses.
“You’re mine,” he rasped, his voice low and ragged, his hands gripping my hips so tightly I knew there would be bruises tomorrow. I didn’t care. I wanted the marks, wanted the proof of what we’d done.
My knees dug into the mattress, my body still trembling from our first round of fucking. His cock slipped back inside of me with a slight shift of our bodies. He was thick and heavy, pulsing as he grew harder for me.
Our chests were pressed together, slick with sweat, and his lips were on mine, claiming me in a kiss that was more teeth than tongue. I could taste the salt on his skin, could feel the way his breath hitched as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine.
Eli’s hands moved up to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, making me whimper… making them harden. “You’re my filthy, beautiful slut.”