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Her mouth was velvet seduction, and I stroked her head gently, threading a hand through her tangled curls.

“Open that mouth wider, baby. There’s a lot of cock to fit in.”

And it was an ice-hot shot of lust to watch her obey me, opening her pretty pink mouth wider to fit more of me inside her, then sucking so hard that her cheeks hollowed out beautifully as she braced her hands on my thighs and sucked up and down my cock.

I moved my hand to stroke her cheek.

“You got this, sweetheart. Almost there.”

Her eyes looked bright and she stretched wider, and when I felt the drool all pooling in my hand as she forced herself to the base of my cock, my release built uncontrollably fast, the drool leaking from both sides of her mouth. Her cheeks were hollowed, her cheekbones standing out like cut glass.

“Swallow me down,” I growled at her, and she gulped obediently, swallowing me all down as I shot hot jets of cum down her throat, wanting to fill her up until there was cum dribbling out of her mouth like drool had been.

My own good girl.

Chapter 16 (Ophelia)

“The most exciting two minutes in sports,” I said reflectively, reading from the Derby schedule. “Wow, looks like they wrote a pamphlet about your sexual prowess, Teddy.”

If I expected this to goad him, I was unfortunately mistaken.

“I love you,” he laughed, slipping a big hand around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

“Stop!” I hissed, darting my eyes around. My declaration of love last night for my infuriating inescapable twin had made me feel ridiculously shy. “Someone might see you!”

“I don’t care,” he said. “I want you now.”

“You can just wait until your cock shrivels up,” I hissed.

“You’re sexy as shit and you have made my cock do the opposite,” he said. “Now come with me.”

Goddamn, my brother was such a bossy, controlling asshole!

“The race is about to start,” I objected. “I thought you wanted to see our crooked father rig the Kentucky Derby.”

“I do,” he said. “But it’s not starting just yet. Come with me.”