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I pursed my lips, slowly coming to terms that I would have to try really hard not to care about the noises around me.

“Do you want me to go get yours out of the car?” he then asked.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll just get them tomorrow when it’s light out.”

“Are you scared?” Ronan smirked at me.

“No.”

He raised his hands and chuckled before turning his attention back to the book he had in his lap. I had brought a book too, but I wasn’t in the mood to read. I was too tired for that.

I turned off the big light and walked over to the bed to get in on my side. The bed was fairly big, but I knew all the space I had on my side of the bed wouldn’t be enough with Ronan next to me.

I’d have to deal with this for the next three weeks.

It didn’t take long before Ronan fell asleep, and as expected, he had already spread his arms and legs. With a sigh, I turned toward him and took the book from his chest, and reaching over him, I placed it on the bedside table and turned off the lamp.

I had tried to fall asleep before, but with Mom and Dad still up in their room, talking, I wasn’t able to. To be fair, they weren’t just talking. They were laughing and giggling and making all kinds of noises. They were having sex, and I was amazed at Ronan’s ignorance. How could he sleep so easily while our parents were clearly fucking like teenagers in the next room?

I stared up at the ceiling in the dark, trying my hardest not to see them in my mind. I didn’t want to think about them having sex but how could I not when they were doing it right next door?

When their moans got louder, not even covering my ears helped. And while I continued to try and ignore them, I felt my clit throb. I pressed my thighs together, but it didn’t help. I had the urge to touch myself, but how sick was that?

I couldn’t do it.

I swallowed and closed my eyes tightly, but the urge just kept growing. My fingers were twitching, needing to touch myself down there. Their moans were all I heard now, but I couldn’t stand it.

Throwing the covers aside, I got off the bed and headed out the door. I needed water, and apparently, also a big slap across the face because getting wet from hearing my parents fuck was insane.

I didn’t make it to the kitchen though. I barely took a step in the hallway before stopping right by their bedroom door. It was slightly open, and when I stood in the right angle, I could see them on the bed.

They had one of the lights on, and though at first I didn’t want to let my eyes wander, I couldn’t help myself and just started staring.

Mom was on all four, and her ass was sticking up in the air. Dad was behind her, and he was fucking her while gripping her hips tightly. That wasn’t something I ever imagined seeing, but now that I was standing there, I couldn’t look away.

I let my eyes wander along Mom’s body. She was beautiful. Not surprising that Dad was still into her. Every time he thrusted into her, their skin made a clapping sound. He didn’t pull out fully, but every time he did, I could see his hardness glisten from Mom’s wetness covering it.

My fingers twitched again, and I reached between my thighs to stop the throbbing between my thighs. I cupped my pussy at first, then I used two fingers to rub my clit. My eyes were glued on Mom and Dad, and as he fucked her faster, my fingers moved quicker too.

I couldn’t stop.

I didn’t want to.

But I knew what I was doing was wrong.

Still, I was enjoying every second of it, and as long as I didn’t get caught…what harm was there in it?

4

TATE

“Where were you last night?” Ronan asked as he came back into the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around his hips.

I looked up from my phone for just a second before I dropped my gaze to the screen again. “What do you mean?”

“Last night. I woke up and you weren’t in bed. Did you sleep on the couch?”

“No.”

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