Page 17 of Dubious Secrets

“I should have done this much sooner,” I say with a desperate groan. The taste of her is the sweetest thing I’ve ever had. I eat her pussy, Stassie’s cries and gasps washing over me, and my cock aches for relief. I suck, lick and nip at every inch of her soaking, sweet flesh until she comes, thighs shaking, drenching me in her wetness.

Pushing my boxer briefs down, I kneel between her open legs. I stroke my length, squeezing my tip because I could come just at the sight of her. But I want so much more. “I need…please, baby. I need to come inside you.”

Her eyes pinch shut briefly before she nods. “I want it. I want your cum inside.”

I groan, rubbing my head along her gushing pussy. “God, we’re sick.”

“I don’t care,” she says with a gasp as I push into her.

My eyes roll back as I bury my entire cock in her tight, warm heat until my balls rest against her ass. My hands flex on her hips, my thumb pressing down into her skin as my cock throbs with the need to release already. I blow out a breath, and then look down at where we’re connected. She’s taken me so well, not a word of complaint for stretching around my entire length.

Her belly isn’t so pronounced when she’s lying on her back, but her breasts are larger and I can’t wait to squeeze them. I pull out a few inches before thrusting forward and groan when they bounce with the movement. A flush spreads over her face and neck, and Stassie cups her mounds in her hands.

I shake my head. “Don’t hide yourself. I want to see everything.”

“They’ve gotten bigger and a little sore,” she says. I reach forward, rubbing a hard nipple with my thumb. Her pussy clamps down on me and I rock into the spasm. “So sensitive.”

“Please, Ryker. More, harder.”

I struggle to hold back my release, but give her what she wants. Grabbing her knee, I drag her leg over my waist and press my cock deeper with each thrust, snapping my hips faster.

“Fuck, your cunt is so fucking good. I can’t get enough of it,” I say through clenched teeth.

She swats my hand away when I move to circle her clit again. “Too sensitive.”

“I want you to come on my cock. Please,” I beg her.

Stassie shakes her head, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Too much….because I’m pregnant with your baby…because you filled me with your cum?—”

“Ah fuck,” I cry out. My cock swells inside her, throbbing as I drain my balls into her tight channel.

Stassie sighs. “Yes, fuck. It’s so warm.”

I keep myself buried to the hilt until the last spasm of my release and then roll to my side, panting as Stassie turns to face me.We stare at each other and she smiles, tracing my lips with her fingers.

“You good?”

She nods.

“Come on. Let’s clean up,” I say, climbing off the bed and dragging her by her ankle to the edge before picking her up. She wraps her arms and legs around me while resting her head on my shoulder as I carry her to the bathroom. Setting her on the counter, I warm up the water and then look at her, tucking some tousled hair behind her ear.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Her cheeks turn a bright red. “Stop.”

“I’m serious.” I say, moving closer to her and grabbing the edge of the counter on either side of her thighs. “It’s insane how attracted I am to you.”

Stassie studies my face, frowning a bit. “I look nothing like my sister.”

I blow out a breath, pushing away and nodding once. “Yeah, I know. Mary and I—we, uh. We bonded over having the same stride in life. Working hard and what not.”

She climbs off the counter, walking past me into the shower. Her breasts jut out as she tilts her head back, letting the water soak her hair. I move in front of her, grabbing her hips.

“That wasn’t a dig at you. I tend to forget you’re only nineteen. It’s okay to not have it all figured out yet,” I tell her and lean down, brushing a soft kiss on her lips.

I slide my hands up, kneading at her breasts, and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“They do seem bigger.”

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