Page 92 of Overexposed

His lips pursed, and his hand shifted on his cock. “Am I? I don’t think I am.”

I forced a humorless laugh. “Well, trust me, Seven, you could literally kiss me right now and I’d feel absolutely nothing for you. My panties are bone dry, in case you’re wondering. All of this is doingnothingfor me.”

Somehow I’d drifted closer while we spoke, and quick as a whip, he sat forward and grabbed my wrist in his strong grip. A sharp tug pulled me off balance and I tumbled into his lap with a startled gasp, which he smothered with a bruising kiss.

My brain totally short-circuited. I hadn’t been lying about knowing him and Gem apart well enough that I wasn’t picturing Gem in his place—that was the fucking problem. I was attracted toSeven, and now that he was kissing me, I lost all grip on my protests. My lips parted and his tongue delved inside with determination while his fingers flicked open the button of my jeans.

Shock rippled through me as I realized he was taking me at my word, and I tried to squirm away but his grip on my wrist was impossible. Within seconds, his hand was inside my jeans, and inside my utterly saturated panties with his fingers slipping between the folds of my heated, swollen pussy.

“Liar,” he growled against my mouth, and it was the kind of feral sound that made me whimper with need. Almost against my will, my hips rocked against his hand, encouraging hisfingers to slide deeper and I moaned. Fuck. I was totally busted now, but at the same time, so was he.

A deep rumble vibrated his chest as I stroked my hand down his body, then stroked my thumb over the slick tip of his erection, already poking out of his underwear like the garment simply couldn’t contain all that meat anymore.

Seven groaned, then released my wrist to roughly yank my jeans and panties down in a frantic motion. I helped by kicking them off my legs, not breaking our kisses for more than a few breaths, then his hand returned to my pussy and he thrust two fingers inside.

When I tugged his underwear down to fully fist his cock, he made another of those growling noises and swiftly manhandled me to kneel on the couch. I whipped my shirt over my head and unclipped my bra in record time, then gripped the backrest as he stood behind me.

His fingers swiped through my aching lower lips a couple of times, but right when I thought he’d insert Tab A into Slot B, his palm cracked down on my ass cheek and I yelped.

“What the fuck, Seven?” I gasped in shock as he massaged the already-heated flesh.

“That’s for lying to me, Stella. Do it again and you won’t like the result,” he explained. Then smacked me again, harder, and my pussy clenched. “And that was just for fun.” Then he slammed his cock into my tight cunt with one brutal thrust that saw me scream out loud.

My whole body tensed and quivered, but the heat swirling through my core promised such a good time, I couldn’t even bethatmad about it. Still, considering he’d just proven he and Gem truly were identical in all departments, he could have taken that entry a little slower. That’d ache later for sure.

“You’re such an asshole, Seven,” I moaned, even as I rocked back on his thick cock like a greedy whore. “You didn’t have to be so rough.”

In answer, he smacked my other ass cheek with an open palm, then hissed a breath as my pussy clenched around him. “Yes, I did.” He replied. “So you’ll be too sore for another of your marathon fuckfests with my brother and best friend later.”

A low chuckle rolled out of me then, my breath coming in short, sharp pants as I rocked on his cock, increasing the depth of his thrust. “You’ll have to try harder than that, Sev. I have plenty of stamina.”

“So I’ve heard,” he grumbled, then smacked me again, and I yelped loudly. “I’ll settle for making sure you can’t sit without thinking of me. Especially when your sweet pussy grips me like that, holyfuck…Stella.” Another smack, and this time I cried out.

My backside was flame hot and so freaking sensitive, I could hardly form complete thoughts. I needed to come. That was all I could focus on. I needed to come so freaking badly, and those smacks with his cock buried deep inside were building the pressure to something terrifying.

“Holyshit,” I moaned when he delivered another few smacks in quick succession, swapping sides. “I’m so close, Seven. I’m going to come…”

“Good,” he grunted, planting a foot up on the sofa to fuck me deeper. “Come on my cock, Stella. Say my fucking name while you do.”

Instead of smacking me again, he reached around and found my clit with a brutal pinch.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed. “Shit…Seven!”

He didn’t slow to wait out my climax; instead, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and jerked my head back as his hips pumped. He fucked me with all the pent-up frustration ofweeksof living together. He hadn’t been joking when he said he wanted to makeit hurt—I’d bet anything I couldn’t walk straight later—but that ferocity only intensified my orgasm further.

When he came, it was buried deep inside me with absolutely no effort to pull out—like he wanted to fill my pussy with his cum regardless of potential consequences. Both Gem and Ollie had been fucking me without protection, but they’d been crazy careful about pulling out at the last moment.

Thank fuck for my IUD, that’s all I had on that subject.

He grunted as those hot jets filled me up, his fist tightening in my hair as he dipped a kiss to the top of my spine, groaning my name. “Stella…”

“I still hate you, Seven,” I whispered between gasps for air.

He laughed then, and his cock jerked inside my throbbing pussy in the most incredible way. “The feeling is mutual, Stella.”

Fucking hell, we needed to stop using each other’s real names. This was feeling way too intimate for my liking. Then as he slid his thick cock out of my slick core, he slapped my ass and I jerked like he’d electrocuted me. He laughed harder then, and it was an infuriatingly smug laugh.

“Gem’s going to skin you alive,” I grumbled, pulling my clothes on over myexceptionallysensitive butt. Then dread curled through me. Would he also skinmealive for this?

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