Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Piper’s lips twist into a naughty smirk. I feel her pussy contract again as she looks at me. “We’re bad.”
I chuckle and kiss her again. “We sure are. And you know what else?”
“What?”
“We’re not stopping.”
6
JAKE
I’m losing my mind.
Going to work used to feel like a respite—a way of avoiding my addictive attraction to my step-sister. Now it feels like a prison that’s keeping me from her.
My hunger for her has grown. All I want is to taste her, fuck her, hold her in my arms, and tell her she’s mine.
But now everything in my life is an obstacle.
Work keeps me from her. Our parents keep me on my toes, forcing me to steal glances at her when they’re not looking or not around.
I’m twenty-five. I have to get the hell out of here and get a place of my own. I’d take Piper with me if I could.
I’m sharpening the chisels when my phone buzzes in my pocket. It’s a text from Piper—a selfie of her in bed with her T-shirt pulled up, showing off her perfect breasts that she knows drive me crazy.
“Shit…” I mutter, stuffing the phone away as my cock starts to swell. I’ve got an hour left on my shift and now all I can think about is getting home to her. “Yo, Gus. You mind if I clock out early? I think I’m coming down with something.”
Gus smirks at me from across the shop. “Uh-huh. Who is she?”
His question nearly knocks me on my ass.
“She?”
“Come on,” he laughs. “You’re smitten. Everyone can see it. Out with it.”
I shake my head, doing my best to play it off. “Nah, I’m still single, Gus. Wish I wasn’t, though.”
He shrugs, clearly not buying it. “All right, lover-boy. But unless you’re hospitalized tomorrow, I expect you back here for a full shift.”
I’m hard and leaking pre-cum in my pants as I cross the lot to my car. All I can think about is burying my face between my step-sister’s glorious thighs and licking her until we both pass out.
I’ve never been this intoxicated before, but this girl has a hold on me like no other.
It’s only a short drive home, but it feels like a trek across the world.
God, I’ve never experienced anything like her. The way she gasped when I first entered her, and how she knew I was trying to resist but tempted me into crossing a line we both know should never be crossed.
But that only makes things hotter.
We sneak around the house at night, grabbing quick fucks while our parents are sleeping. Dad even walked in on her blowing me in the living room a couple nights ago but didn’t see her because she was hidden behind the ottoman.
Somehow, I managed to make it through the brief conversation, and both of us died laughing once he was gone. Then I blew my load down her throat and praised her like the goddess she is.
She still loves to tease me. She’ll wear bathrobes around the house now with nothing underneath, and when she gets a chance, she’ll flash her naked body to me.
Her waxed pink pussy makes my mouth water and my cock ache.
If a day goes and we haven’t snuck off to fuck, I jerk off in bed thinking about all the previous times.
Yeah, I’m infatuated.
When I get to the house, I see that my parents’ cars are gone. Inside, I slowly take off my boots, knowing Piper will have heard the door. And then, sure enough, I catch her out of the corner of my eye, standing at the top of the stairs, wearing nothing but a pair of knee-high socks.
“Jesus…”
I’m at the second floor in a flash, my fingers in her hair, my hand on her ass. My lips find hers, and I inhale her scent before pressing her down onto the floor.
“Welcome home to you too,” she teases as I tug out my hard cock and slide it in her. She’s already dripping and gasps as I stretch her tight little walls.
Time stops as I give her my inches one by one. “You feel so fucking good, Piper.”
“Don’t call me that,” she whispers, grabbing my shoulder. “Call me sis.”
My lips twist into a smile. “You like that, don’t you?”
I start fucking her, slowly and deliberately, fighting the urge to come immediately.
“You know I do.”
Each stroke is better than the last. Every moment we share together feels like the best. I study her face as I deliver each stroke, watching her features twist as the ecstasy takes her.
Nothing makes me happier than pleasing her. Sure, it feels amazing to fuck her, but watching her come is my biggest turn-on.
Her satisfaction is mine.
“You like teasing me at work?” I ask, running my hands over her ass, feeling the firm flesh.
“Not just at work,” she giggles. I can already feel her tightening on my shaft. She’s getting close.