Page 9 of Sinful Enemies
“A little bit more,” he whispers and my body dampens in sweat, my fingers clung into the bedsheets and I feel him deep inside of me. “You feel so good,” he groans as his hips begin to move, his cock slipping in and out of me gently.
“It hurts,” I admit, tense.
“Let me fuck the pain away,” he leans down and kisses me, shielding me with his body and bit by bit, he tears down my walls and strips me bare of any pain I was feeling.
A shudder of breath escapes me which has him pushing up onto his knees, his hand wrapped around the front of my kneeusing it as support, his greedy eyes between our bodies as he watches his cock slip in and out of my pussy.
“No wonder you felt so tight earlier,” he rasps, licking his lip. “Your virgin cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock,” he groans, his head tipping back and I watch his throat bob.
A whimper of a moan escapes me.
“Touch yourself Little Trouble, rub your clit as your step-brother fucks your cunt,” and his taboo words have my skin alight. A trembling hand skims down my clammy body and a soft finger rubs over my burning clit.
“There’s a good girl, doesn’t that feel good?” he hums, his hips moving faster, his cock hitting deeper.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Tell me when you’re going to come, tell me when you’re going to make a mess over my cock,” he whispers into the stillness of the night. “Your pussy was made for me, you’re taking me so well, the perfect virgin cunt,” he grits as his thrusts turn into pounds.
“Silas,” I breathe, eyes rolling.
Everything is heightened, my heart racing and my stomach burning. Coldness blankets my skin, my pussy aching.
“That’s it baby, such a good girl, let it all go,” he moans as his cock impales me hard and fast.
And I’m ruined.
Sobbing, my orgasm rips me into a thousand shreds and bit by bit, Silas picks them up and rebuilds me as he fills me with his own orgasm.
CHAPTER FIVE
SILAS
I didn’t staywith Hallie after I took her virginity, I wanted to leave her be. I hated that I made her cry, but I didn’t feel bad for finger fucking her. I didn’t feel bad that I took what I wanted from her.
Sure, it was hot as hell. But hate still laced my veins and I’m sure she hates me too, even more now.
Emerging from my room, she meets my gaze on the landing.
“Morning,” I test the water.
“Fuck you,” she flips me off and walks away.
Sighing, I pad towards the bathroom and slam the door.
Walking into the kitchen,my mom has just finished boiling the kettle.
“Tea or coffee?”
“Coffee please,” I groan, scrubbing my face.
“You look tired. Late night?”
“Something like that,” I rattle as she passes me my coffee and I give her a hint of a smile.
“Hallie has an important job interview on her computer today… can you maybe stay out of her hair for a bit? She has stomped around all morning…”
“I don’t think it’s the interview biting her,” I admit, taking a sip of my drink and waiting for the caffeine to hit my soul.