No parents sleeping in the main house.
No ex-fiancé whose name is on my list of people to kill.
No worrying about getting caught together.
It’s just us, finally giving in to the years of sexual tension. I could get lost in Madison for the rest of my life and wouldn’t care to ever find my way back. She’s given me everything I’ve been searching for.
The need to be seen.
To feel something other than apathy and self-loathing.
The adrenaline rush.
To feel wanted and given a fuck about.
Madison tugs my hairagain, yanking my head back.
Jesus fucking Christ, that shit turns me on more than she fucking knows.
She licks her bottom lip, and I groan, loving how she’s tasting me on her mouth. I kiss over her jaw and rock my hips against her, my hardening dick bottoming out inside her. Madison lets out the cutest whimper, and I do it again.
How did I go years without this? Without her? Madison has officially ruined me for anyone else when it should have been the other way around. No other woman will ever live up to the high standards my stepsister set.
We stay like that for a while, basking in the glow of the high. Only the sound of my kisses on her throat fills the quiet room.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she says, breaking the silence.
I tense and raise my head to look down at her.
Is she already regretting this?
Madison’s expression becomes more guarded. “Say something.”
I slant my mouth over hers, kissing her deep but quick. “I can believe it.”
Surprise crosses her features. “What?”
“This would have eventually happened. You were made for me, Madison.”
I fought tooth and nail because of my attraction to her. For the longest time, I believed we couldn’t be together for one reason or another. If I hadn’t already given in, I would have sooner than later. I never believed in any higher powers or fate, but Madison makes me a believer. She’s been thrown into my path of self-destruction, and no matter how many times I dismiss her, there she is, back in front of me.
I don’t give a flying fuck what happens after this, so long as I still have Madison. I’ll burn the world just to keep her as mine.
Madison’s eyebrows pinch together, and she whispers in a broken voice, “I thought you’ve always hated me.”
I stay quiet, not wanting to break the moment between us by admitting that I hated her for a long time. But feelings change. Now I want to hide her away from the world and keep her to myself.
“Baby, I don’t hate you,” I say.
Pink creeps to her cheeks, and she hesitantly leans up, pressing her soft lips against mine. I groan and close my eyes, surrendering to the kiss and making the most out of it.
The kiss eventually slows, and I pull out of her, then get off the bed. I wet a washcloth in the bathroom and return to the bedto clean her. Madison winces a few times, and I gentle my touch so I don’t hurt her any more than I have to. I wipe away our combined cum, unable to look away from it.
She was a virgin. I came inside her.
My cock twitches as it hardens again. I don’t plan on fucking her right away. I’m sure she’s sore and needs a break, so I’m okay with holding her for a while.
Madison searches for her phone and picks it up when she finds it. I toss the rag aside, and right as I lower myself to the mattress, she gasps and leaps out of bed.
