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"Oh, fuuck—" I groan deep in my throat.

Pushing her head one final time, I ram my cock down her hot, tight throat and thrust a couple of times before I pull out and shoot a big load of cum on her face. Closing her eyes, she keeps her mouth open and swallows eagerly, moaning with each taste.

"Clean my cock, slut," I hiss, my body shuddering from the intense orgasm.

"It would be my pleasure, Sir." She licks and sucks my sensitive head, spit and cum dripping down her chin.

Releasing my grasp on her head, I watch her arch her back and ride her fingers with abandon. I roll her pierced nips between my finger and thumb, stretching, squeezing, and slapping. She hisses, half in pain and half in pleasure, the sound feeding the hunger inside me.

"Come for me, now."

Her soft moans rise to a sharp wail. I watch her fall apart. When she stops convulsing, she leaves her fingers inside her for a few moments before pulling them out. Our gazes lock, making my heart jackhammer in my chest. Fuck, she looks gorgeous on her knees with tear-stained eyes, sweat, and my cum dripping down her face. I grab her arms, pulling her to her feet, and crush her against me, claiming her lips with a savage kiss.

Chapter 21

Micaela

Warmraysofthemorning sun splash the rippling lake with a golden color. The view leaves me breathless, no matter how many times I see it. I rub my forehead to ease the thumping headache grinding behind my temples. We had too much wine last night with Allie and my brother. Making purchases while intoxicated or tipsy is my forte, so, last night, I ordered a custom made authentic Katana sword for Christopher as an early birthday present. I vaguely remember begging my brother to pick it up when he goes to Japan next month.

The past three months have passed in a blur. Every week has been the same. Work, home, therapy session, and playing with Christopher on most weekends unless I’m out with the girls or spending time with my brother. I still haven’t told him about my ‘friends with benefits’ arrangement with Christopher. Pain blooms at the back of my throat as guilt consumes me.Honesty is the best policy, my conscience reminds me.

I amble in the kitchen's direction in search of comfort food and coffee. A sudden God-awful putrid stench assaults my nose. Bile rises at the back of my throat, making me dry heave. My gaze drifts to the wide open patio doors. Allie stands with her arms wrapped around her while my brother paces up and down the deck with the phone glued to his ear. I scurry outside.

"Hey, babe. Why does the house stink like rotten eggs?" Allie expels a harsh breath, her face contorting into a sour grimace.

"The sewer blocked up and came up the drain in our basement. Sebastian has been on the phone for the past half an hour trying to get someone to fix it." I open and close my mouth like a fish out of water, shaking my head.

"Please tell me we don’t have shit floating everywhere." I wrinkle my nose in disgust. She screws her face, gazing at me with a pained expression.

"It’s bad. Sorry, babe." Great, just great! This is exactly what you need to hear first thing in the morning when you get up with a raging hangover.

My brother joins us and threads his fingers through his jet-black hair, exhaling heavily. "Good news or bad news first, sis?"

I rub my ear, cursing under my breath. "Hit me with the bad news."

"It will take two to three weeks for the City to fix the problem. But you can file a claim with the City for reimbursement of your costs." I wrap my arms around me, ache building at the back of my throat. I can’t get a break.

"Damn it! Everything keeps going wrong. I’m officially renaming this year as the year of hell." My brother reels me in his arms. I bury my head in his chest, tears welling in my eyes.

"I got you, sis. We’ll get through this together," he whispers. Pulling away, I take a deep, steadying breath.

"Thank you, bro. I appreciate your support."

His serious expression softens with a warm and understanding smile. "Anytime, Micaela. Since you can’t stay here until they fix the sewer and the damage in the basement, you and Allie will stay with me."

He stopped calling me Heidi the day he discovered I was his sister. It’s taken some time to get used to my birth name, but it’s growing on me.

"Nope, not happening. You two are still in your honeymoon phase and need your privacy." I shudder inside just thinking about being under the same roof while my best friend and brother are fucking like rabbits.

He furrows his brows, opening his mouth, ready to argue back, but I stop him. "Nothing you say will change my mind."

He throws his arms in the air, palms out, and chuckles. "You inherited the stubborn streak from Dad, so I know better than to argue with you."

"Are Dan and Katie still staying at the apartment?" Allie interjects, her gaze darting from me to my brother.

He dips his head once. "It will take another couple of weeks for the remodeling of their new house to be finished. With all the setbacks they had so far, he is worried they won’t finish it in time for the collaring ceremony."

"Yes, Katie told me they are both getting stressed. She has booked the catering and flowers." I exhale a sigh, my chest constricting. We haven’t seen each other much since I’ve come back from San Diego, so we definitely need to arrange a girls' night out to catch up.

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