Page 83 of The Tangle of Awful

I use my elbows to scoot closer to her so she won’t be ripped away from me again. Her plump lips slide down over my dick and she takes me until she gags.

Fuck.

This feels insanely good.

So fucking good.

Dad begins a fast, brutal pace, driving into her like it’s the last opportunity he’ll get. I’m about to black out from sheer bliss as she sloppily sucks and gobbles my cock. Her saliva is making a big fucking mess and I don’t give a shit because it’s hot.

His hand strikes her ass and then he squeezes it until she cries out around my dick. He fucks her like a madman and then growls. Her resounding moan must mean he’s coming. As much as that turns me on, I don’t release yet. I watch in awe until his movement slows.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “Holy fuck.”

He pulls out and then flops onto the bed beside me, staring up at the ceiling. I grip the sides of Aubrey’s head and draw her off my dick and to my mouth. Our kiss is desperate and starved. I devour her mouth that tastes like my salty semen.

Her wet pussy that drips with Dad’s cum rubs against my length as we kiss. I reach down, grab hold of it, and then guide it inside of her hot body. She moans at the intrusion. It’s extra lubricated from all the cum. She rocks her hips, taking from me what she needs while I suck on her tongue and lips.

Dad’s hand is suddenly between us, cupping her tit and squeezing. This must be the extra bit of sensation she needs because she cries out, coming with her head thrown back. I piston my hips hard, quickly finding my release. Knowing I’m filling her up just like my dad did has my heart hammering in my chest.

Ours.

She’s fucking ours.

Her body collapses onto mine, boneless and sated. We’re quiet for a moment and then I can sense Dad’s distress from beside me. He curses under his breath and slides off the bed to throw on clothes.

“I’m going for a run,” he barks out.

And then he’s gone.

Reality probably just slapped him in the fucking face. He slept with his stepdaughter and then watched her have sex with his son. Total mindfuck.

I hug Aubrey to me and kiss her head. We stay there for a good fifteen minutes, long after the front door slams, signaling Dad’s exit for his run.

“I love you, leech. I guess I always have.” I sigh heavily, irritation threading its way into my words. “I’m pissed about it too.”

She finally slides off my flaccid cock and sits up. “Why would you be pissed?”

I climb off the bed to fetch a wet washcloth. I clean off the sticky cum and then hand her the cloth to take care of herself while I dress.

“That’s a dumb question. Really? Because I’ve spent the last two years hating you, remember?”

She throws on her clothes and then walks over to me, eyebrows knitted together. “But why, Spencer? Why did you change?”

Anger swells up inside of me, hot and out of control. The memory of that time feels like razor blades slicing through my heart over and over again until it’s a useless pile of meaty ribbons.

“Neena told me everything,” I growl, waiting for her eyes to flicker with recognition of her crimes. “All of it.”

She studies me for a long beat. “Told you what? I have no idea why you turned on me.”

“Turned on you?” I spit out, voice laced with venom. “She told me your plan to get back at her!”

The more she stares at me with a dumbfounded expression, the more I begin to doubt myself. I didn’t make this up, though. I didn’t imagine it. Neena told me.

“It wasn’t a secret you two were having issues,” I remind her. “You confessed to me all the time how you could barely stand her and if it weren’t for me and Dad, you’d have left to go back to LA long before.”

“She was intolerable,” Aubrey admits, stepping closer to me, “but I wasn’t really going to leave.”

I take a step back, not letting her distract me. This shit was bound to come to a head eventually. Might as well be now so we can move past it. Hurt shines in her eyes at my putting distance between us.

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