Page 44 of Twisted Hunger

He spins me around, and I realize it's the couch he's backed me into as he bends me over the arm. I feel the cool air as Beau lifts my dress and drapes it over my hips. God yes! I want him like this. I want him to take me and own me…make me his own. We've never played too rough, but I know he's held back. Hopefully, he lets loose and shows me exactly what he can do to me.

"Don't fucking move, Ry. Do you hear me?" Beau orders.

"Yes…" My reply comes out breathless due to how his words turn me on.

His hands are on my ass, massaging the soft globes before he yanks down my lace panties. "I'm keeping these," he informs me just before he spreads my cheeks, and I feel his tongue between my legs.

"Oh fuck!" I jerk when his tongue touches my already sensitive clit.

The vibration from his chuckle sends tingles through me, and then I feel one of his fingers pushing into my entrance. I give a long moan when a second finger follows. Moving back, I fuck myself on his digits.

"There we go. Fuck that's hot, baby. How about we add another one?" So, he does, stretching me and causing me to feel so full.

"Beau, I can't! It's too much…"

"Your pussy seems to be taking it just fine, Ryan."

"Please, I want you inside of me, Beau…" I pant.

"Say it, Ryan. Say what you want inside you, and I will give you exactly that." Beau's fucking teasing me, and I don't know whether to be pissed or turned on.

"Your fucking cock! Put your fucking dick inside me and fuck me hard, Beau!"

"Damn, my girl has a filthy mouth, doesn't she?" He pulls his fingers from me as promised, and a second later, I hear the zipper to his pants. "God, it's been so long since I've felt you bare, baby!"

He pushes into my drenched channel and buries himself deep. He even pulls apart my ass cheeks to make sure. From this position, I swear he's touching parts he shouldn't be. His groans as he pulls out slowly and then slams back in have me whimpering his name repeatedly.

"That's right, Ryan. Remember me as the guy who can make you feel this good. No one will ever come close to what I can make you feel, Ry." He slams into me so hard that the couch keeps moving across the floor.

"Never, Beau…it's always going to be you," I cry out just before I scream out my first orgasm.

"That's number one. Shall we see how many orgasms I can torture this pretty cunt with?" He lifts my right leg, holding it up on the arm of the couch as he pounds into me. "Fuck, Ry, you take me so well."

"Oh God...yes...uh...don't stop, Beau...uh...I'm going to...ohh!"

"Number two, gorgeous." Pulling out, he flips me around and plunges back into me. "Let me see those tits, Ryan."

I pull the low collar of my dress down, baring my breasts for him. "Like this?" I ask as I pinch and pull at my nipples.

"Fuck yes!" He brings his hand between us and starts rubbing my clit. "Come again. Soak my fucking cock this time, Ryan. I want your fucking everything, baby!"

My pussy clenches at his demands, and she gives him exactly what he wants. "Now, it's your turn," I say, panting. "Come inside me, Beau. Fuck me real deep...I want you marking my fucking soul!"

With a vise-like grip on my spread thighs, Beau drives into me one last time, throwing his head back as he roars, "OH FUCK!" He empties himself deep within me, filling me full of his seed and coaxing another orgasm from me.

Sixteen

We stay in our own little bubble at the cabin for two days. Beau had driven me back into town so I could text my mother to let her know I wouldn't be home, and then we turned off our locations. It's been the best two days of my life. Unfortunately, I have also felt some tension between us, and I know it's because of our upcoming role as stepsiblings.

"I will never consider you my brother, Beau," I tell him as we lay in bed.

My head is nestled on his shoulder as I draw circles on his abs. I know that's what has Beau acting differently. He doesn't want us, mainly me, being ridiculed for being with our stepsibling. Fuck everyone else, though. I don't mind moving away and starting somewhere new if that's how he truly feels. I will follow Beau anywhere. I'm not sure how I got to this point, but it's where I'm at with my feelings.

Beau kisses the top of my head and holds me a bit tighter. "I wish that's all it was."

My hand stops moving, and I look at his handsome face. "What do you mean?"

He sighs. "I don't know what my father will do. I just want you to be prepared."

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