“So,” Tiffany drawls, and turns to me. She bites her bottom lip and looks at me from head to toe, like I’m a gourmet buffet she wants to consume. “What do you wanna do?”
I toss my cell phone onto the bed before I cup the back of her head. My lips smash against hers, and I swallow her surprised gasp. Tiffany melts into the kiss and winds her arms around my neck. Her lips move with mine, and she shoves her tongue into my mouth.
Tiffany kisses me with the same fervor and need to dominate. She’s sloppy and, honestly, not that great of a kisser. It’s not something I’ll have to worry about after I’m done using her.
But this feels wrong. Of everything I tried to get rid of my erection,thisis what’s making me go soft.
Not wanting to waste time, I untangle her arms from my neck. Jesus, the girl is like an octopus with its tentacles wrapped around its next meal. I shove her onto her knees, and Tiffany gasps, a glimmer of fear shining in her darkened green eyes.
I step closer until my erection is directly in her face. “Take my dick out.”
Recovering from her surprise, Tiffany grins and lowers my sweats to my thighs. My erection springs out, wilting as seconds pass. It’s embarrassing how it’s softening the longer I look at her. She doesn’t notice, and if she does, she’s putting on a good show by acting clueless. Her lips part, and a low moan wells out of her as her fingers circle the middle of my shaft.
“Fuck, you’re huge.” She licks her bottom lip and peeks up at me through her lashes. “I had a feeling you would be.”
I thread my fingers through her bleached-blonde hair, grimacing at how dry the strands are. She licks her lips and watches her fist stroke my cock. I grind my teeth together as it softens even more.
She doesn’t have the right hair color. Her features are sharper and not softened like?—
I groan as Tiffany parts her lips and slips the thick, pierced head inside her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the tip, then flattens to lick the underside of my shaft as she takes more of me. She doesn’t gag or pull back for air as I hit the back of her throat. Instead, she hollows her cheeks and sucks like she’s trying to steal my soul through my dick.
I’m still softening. Any second now, she’ll notice.
A subtle noise catches my attention. I crane my neck as I look at the door. All the blood in my body rushes between my legs, stiffening my cock until it becomes painful. Tiffany notices and moans. She bobs her head up and down with an enthusiasm that wasn’t there seconds ago.
Madison stands in the doorway, her gaze glued to the blonde who’s now deep-throating me. Not even the shadows can hide Madison’s emotions from me. Her dark eyebrows pinch together with her frown. I would kill to know what she’s thinking.
Does she think I’m disgusting? Does she think I’m gross for needing to bring some chick over here to relieve me after my little sister turned me on so much I almost lost control?
Those eyes . . .
Fuck. I love how they’re full of surprise and hurt.
This is what I wanted. I need her to hate me. I need her to know we’ll never be together, and what happened last night was a mistake. She needs to see how cruel I can be. How I can break her, just like what I’m about to do to Tiffany.
Tiffany cups my balls and squeezes. My eyelashes flutter, but I force my eyes to remain open. I don’t want to look away from my little sister. Not when she’s seconds away from crying.
I’m a monster for doing this. A sick freak who shouldn’t breathe anymore. Madison needs to see me for who I am.
“You ready, baby?” I murmur huskily.
Tiffany moans in response, even though I wasn’t talking to her.
Madison’s gaze snaps to my face, her lips parting in surprise.
Oh.
Ohhh.
My little sister was so engrossed in staring at this bitch swallowing my cock that she didn’t notice me watching her this whole time, and I’m so fucked up for finding it exhilarating.
I cup the sides of Tiffany’s head, holding her in place. Shifting my attention to her, I stare at my thick cock stretching her lips. Saliva drips down her chin. She pauses and raises her watery gaze to my face, eager for me to take control. I thrust my hips forward, shoving my dick deeper into her throat. A smile forms on my lips as she gags. I do it again, going deeper and harder until I’m fucking her face without mercy.
The side of my head tingles from Madison’s stare. I don’t know why she hasn’t run out of the room in tears as I use Tiffany like she’s nothing but a whore.
My balls draw upward, and warmth spreads through my body. I’m so close, but I worry this won’t be enough. Madison is within reach. She’s so close I could yank her to me and shove my dick down her throat instead. I could use her as a doll and cover her face with my cum in a vile display of ownership.
No.
