Page 22 of One Little Spark

He reached around and played with her clit as he pumped into her again and again.

“I’m gonna come,” she said and bit her lip.

He increased his speed. “Yes, honey. Come hard.”

She threw her head back as he slammed into her and yelled his name as she came again. A few strokes later, he was right there with her.

He leaned over her back. “Jesus, Hazel, you’re so fucking hot. You’re gonna be the death of me.”

She smiled. “I can think of worse ways to go.”

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“You, asshole!”

Hazel’s eyes popped open, and she sat bolt upright in bed. What the hell? Her brother was standing in the doorway of Aiden’s bedroom.Oh, shit. “Jory, I—"

“Shut up, Hazel.” He pointed at Aiden who had also sat up. “You fucking asshole! You are supposed to be looking after my sister, not sleeping with her!”

“It’s not like that. I didn’t— I mean we weren’t— It was a—”

“I don’t want to hear your fucking excuses. Get the fuck up now,” Jory demanded.

Aiden started to get out of bed.

“Jory, calm down.” Hazel had no clue where her clothes were, so she pulled at the sheet until she could wrap it around herself and stand up.

“I will not fucking calm down.” He pointed at Aiden who was standing beside the bed naked. “He’s supposed to be my best friend. I’m supposed to be able to trust him. Instead, he’s fucking my little sister. Jesus Christ!”

“It’s not like that,” Aiden said and took a step forward. “We like each other. We have for months.”

Jory’s mouth dropped open. “You’ve been at this for months behind my back?”

“No! That’s not what he meant,” Hazel cried, but she was too late, and Jory wasn’t listening. He took a step forward and slammed his fist into Aiden’s jaw. Aiden staggered a step backward.

“Jory, no! Don’t do this. It’s not Aiden’s fault!”

“Like hell it isn’t,” Jory roared. “Get your stuff and get dressed. We’re leaving.”

What the fuck was her brother saying?“I’m not leaving, Jory. I live here.”

“The fuck you do! Get dressed and get moving. You’re going back to Mom’s.”

“No, Jory, I’m not. I’m a twenty-eight-year-old woman. I have a private life. I’m not going back to Mom’s because you’re upset. Yeah, I slept with Aiden, but it was my choice.” She slapped a palm to her chest. “Mine! You can’t order me around.” She was horrified that her brother was acting this way, and even more mortified that he’d found them like this.

“Brother, calm down. Let us explain.” Aiden took a step forward, but Jory took another swing. Aiden ducked and didn’t hit back.

“I’m not your fucking brother!” Jory growled menacingly.

“Jory. Take a breath. I would never—"

“You would never what? Take advantage of my little sister?”

Aiden lifted his hand. “If you’d just—”

Jory slapped Aiden’s hand away. “I can’t believe you did this. I trusted you, motherfucker!” Jory turned to Hazel and demanded, “Come on, get moving!”

She shook her head. “Let’s sit down and talk about this.”

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