He chuckles. “Let’s see how you like it when I make you cry.”
I swallow hard and weigh my next decision before I throw caution to the wind. “Let’s go to your bedroom, big brother,” I whisper in his ear, low enough for only him to hear.
Jaxon freezes and holds his breath. I slip my hand down his back and grab his ass, hoping that’ll be enough to distract him. He loosens his hold on Mom, and life returns to his dark eyes.
“Get off of me!” Mom weeps.
He shoves off her, swings his fist back, and punches her. Her eyes close and she slumps off the table and lands in a heap on the floor.
My jaw drops. I barely have time to checkon her before Jaxon grabs my hand and drags me up to his room. He twists my arm so that I face him before the door shuts, and then he pounces on me. His mouth devours mine, full of need and desperate for more than what we’ve been doing. Despite his roughness, his hand on my cheek is gentle and loving, treating me like I’m a baby bird with a broken wing.
“I need to feel you wrapped around my cock, sis,” he says.
I bury my fingers in his wavy black hair, pulling at the strands just to hear him snarl. He walks me backward until I bump into the mattress and fall onto my back. I open my legs wide, allowing Jaxon room to settle between them.
He grabs a bottle of lube from his nightstand. Disappointment tightens my chest because I know he won’t fuck my pussy. I don’t understand why he won’t.
Jaxon rips my shorts, fishnets, and underwear down my legs to pool around my ankles. The way he manhandles me makes me feel smaller than I actually am. He frees his cock and slathers it with lube, then turns his attention to my asshole. When we’re all greased up, he tosses the bottle onto the mattress and yanks me to the edge so he’s standing with my legs over his shoulder. He positions himself outside of the tight hole.
“I want you to know something, flower,” he says as he bends over me to squeeze my throat. “I love you with everything in me, but right now, I’m about to fuck you like I hate you.”
I yell as he spears into me, sinking every pierced inch of his dick inside me until he bottoms out. He pulls out and drills back into me. Every thrust of his hips shoves me backward. He has to hold my waist with his free hand to keep me from escaping him.
“You’re doing so fucking good for me.” He grunts. “My slutty little sister.”
Our flesh claps, and he bares his teeth as he ruts harder into my ass.
My lips part on a breathless scream. His fingers tighten around my throat, cutting off my airflow.
Jesus, he didn’t lie about fucking me like he hates me. His expression twists in anger and his eyes blacken like he’s losing himself, but he hasn’t blacked out. The spark of life in his dark eyes burns brighter every time I let out a breathless wheeze. I can’t move because he has me bent like a pretzel, so I’m left taking everything he gives me.
“You know why I like your ass so much?” He rolls his hips, grinding into me. “It’s because I get to see it clap as you take my fat cock like the good little fuck toy that you are.”
He slaps my ass to make his point.
“You’re going to come,” he snarls. “Show your big brother how thankful you are for him.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head as my climax reaches its highest point and I’m sent hurtling over the edge. I’ve never come without having my clit played with.
Jaxon loosens his hold on my neck, allowing me to breathe while he ruthlessly fucks me into the mattress. Blood rushes to my head, making it spin like I drank too much.
“That’s my good slut. Come all over yourself.” He swipes his fingers between my soaked folds and shoves them into my mouth, forcing me to taste myself. “Suck it.”
I curl my tongue around his fingers, tasting the muskiness of my arousal. He groans, his hips stuttering. I yelp as he pulls out of me and forces me onto my knees, putting his glistening dick in my face.
“Suck my cock and make me come.” He fists my hair and pushes me toward his groin.
I barely open my mouth before he’s forcing himself past my lips and hitting the back of my throat. My shoulders heavewith a gag as he roughly fucks my face. I can’t take all of his length, so I hollow my cheeks and suction his driving dick.
Jaxon’s moans feed the fire burning in my body and make this act of ass-to-mouth worth it. His head drops back and he glances to the side, his mouth parting in a slight smile. Thick ropes of cum spurt into my mouth. I barely keep up with swallowing his load before more floods down my throat. His dick throbs as he finishes with grunts, and then he shoves my head farther down his length until it bruises the sensitive skin at the back of my throat.
“What the hell is going on here?” Dad’s voice booms behind Jaxon.
I tense and shove my hands against Jaxon’s thighs. He holds me still, keeping his dick in my mouth as he continues unloading in me. His lips curve into a deviant smile, but he doesn’t stop fucking my face. My heart breaks over the fact that Jaxon knew our dad was in the bedroom before I did.
Dad grabs Jaxon’s shoulder and yanks him away from me. His dick slides out of my sore mouth, and I fall forward and catch myself on my hands. I suck in ragged breaths, filling my burning lungs with the oxygen he deprived me of.
Jaxon tumbles back, then turns, taking a swing at our father.
