“You’re a little liar.” His cock glides between my pussy lips, rubbing his piercing against my clit. “You love it when I call you my sister. Especially when you’re riding my dick.” He slaps my mound with his cock. “Isn’t that right, sis?”
My toes curl with each maddening stroke as he goes back to thrusting between my folds. Each time his lean waist rams against the backs of my thighs, my body jerks backward on the bed.
“Look at me,” Ryder growls.
My eyes fly open, and I meet Ryder’s stare. His thrusts quicken and become harder, then slow after a minute, and he lets out a shaky breath. He’s edging himself and forcing me to tag along on this cruel kink of his.
A few times, the tip of his cock slips too far back and presses into my opening. It invades just a little before he pulls out.
“Ryder, please!” I reach between us and barely grab him before he shoves my hand aside with a warning growl.
“You want my dick inside your pretty little cunt, sis?”
“God, yes!”
He slaps my clit with his palm. “Wrong name, baby. Let’s try that again.”
“Ryder,” I whimper.
The corners of his eyes crinkle with a smile. “And who am I to you?”
My heart pounds so hard I’m afraid he can hear it. “Big brother.”
His groan goes straight to my core as it clenches around nothing. Ryder draws his hips back and pushes the fat head of his cock against my entrance.
“Relax for me. Breathe.” We both groan at the same time as the crown pops past the outer barrier. “That’s my good girl. Fuck, you’re so tight.”
I grab the blankets behind my head as my inner walls burn from the stretch of his invasion, but he remains still while I grow accustomed to the feeling of him inside me. Noticing my discomfort, Ryder rubs my clit with his thumb. Pleasure bleedsthrough the pain, making it more comfortable and enjoyable as he invades my body.
“You’re taking me so well.” Ryder rocks his hips and shallowly moves inside me. I suck in a breath as he sinks deeper and the pressure builds. He pulls out and goes back to fucking my folds with his earlier roughness, as though he can’t help himself.
“My naughty little sister,” he growls. “You respond to me so fucking beautifully.”
I pant as my orgasm crests, holding me at the edge and needing one last push for me to fall over. The sensation fades as Ryder thrusts the head of his cock inside me with slow, shallow strokes. Our bodies move as one as we ride the wave of euphoria, getting lost in one another.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as he eases another inch inside me, testing me, seeing how much I can take and if I’ll stop him. At this point, I’ll take everything he gives me, as long as he makes me come and continues uttering those toe-curling whimpers. The sounds of his pleasure are everything to me, because it’smewho’s making him feel good. It’ll always beme.
My anxious brain takes this moment to imagine our parents catching us like this. It would end what only just began. I’m too selfish to turn back now. I don’t want to lose Ryder and what we have between us.
I turn my head, glancing at the closed door to ensure no one is standing there and watching this happen. It’s still early in the morning, and they should be asleep, but I can’t be too careful.
Ryder grabs my jaw and forces my head back toward him. He eases in another inch, stealing the breath right out of my lungs. “Eyes on me, doll. Don’t fucking look away from me again.”
I train my gaze on him and nod.
“That’s my girl,” he murmurs.
Ryder’s darkened eyes lower from my face. The way he drinks in my curves and watches my apron stomach jiggle sends an electric bolt of pleasure straight to my clit. He growls as he sinks in another inch, painfully stretching me with his fat girth.
“You feel so good.” His hand skims over my love handle, moving to my stomach and squeezing a roll before creeping higher and palming my breast. Every harsh squeeze is full of desperation and the rising need to make me feel just how badly he wants me.
“Are you going to watch this video later and touch yourself to it?” His voice comes out husky and strained.
I nod and whimper.
A breath shudders out of him. “I had no idea how big of a freak you are.” He leans back on his haunches and angles the phone’s camera to better capture the tip of his cock gliding in and out of me. “I need you to come, sis. I’m barely holding back my orgasm. Coat my dick with your cum.”
His free hand comes between us, and he rubs my clit with enough pressure to bring back my orgasm from earlier. My gaze moves on its own, returning to the door as worry fills me.
