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I moan and shake my head as he gets deeper.

“No? You’re okay?”

“Yeah,” I pant. “I’m good.”

“That’s what I want to hear.” He screws a second finger inside me. I squirm and whine a little at the thickness. “Take them, Rayne. Like a good girl.”

I don’t know what he means, but the words turn me on. His digits stretch me, and there’s a burn, and it feels like he hits a block.

He lowers down over me and claims my mouth with a searing kiss. His tongue sweeps between my lips with a long, slow roll, and at the same time, he thrusts his fingers past the barrier.

I jerk and gasp.

Wilde smiles against my lips. “I just popped your cherry, Rayne.” He sounds proud of himself. “It will feel better in a minute, baby. I promise.”

He starts a slow thrusting of his fingers inside me, and he’s right. It feels incredible. Especially when he starts to stroke my inner wall.

I let out a sound. A cry of pleasure. Of need. “Yes.”

“Is that it, baby? Right there?” Wilde keeps pumping, his fingertips hitting the place that makes me writhe and squeal and reach for the headboard.

“Wilde, yes. Please! Wilde, oh fates…oh fates…oh,oh!”

My internal walls squeeze up. My feet point like a ballerina’s. My brain short-circuits. Time might be passing. It might be standing still. I’m not quite sure.

Wilde slips his fingers out of me and rubs my clit, and I go off again–another spasm of my internal walls, clenching and squeezing on air.

I let out a contented whimper.

“Better, baby?” He strokes slowly over my pussy.

I’m not sure what he’s asking me. My brain still hasn’t returned to the room.

He rolls me to my side and arranges himself behind me, his much larger body spooned around mine. “See? The fever’s gone now.” He pulls the blankets up around us. “I’m gonna fuck you to sleep every night you need it.”

I register his dark promise right in my core where it causes a squeezing and tingling and buzzing.

“Maybe even the nights you don’t.”

Another clench.

He bites my neck. “Maybe having a stepsister isn’t the worst thing in the world.”

I send my elbow backward to catch him in the ribs. “Fuck off, Woodward.”

His teeth sink so deep into my shoulder they almost break the skin, but I hardly notice the pain. It’s his hardened cock pressing against my ass that makes me freeze.

What now…

ChapterSeventeen

Wilde

I blow the whistle and wave my hand in the predetermined signal, and the Wolf Ridge High players divide and coalesce exactly as instructed. It’s odd but not dissatisfying to be watching the team instead of playing.

The autumn sun is warm but not scorching, most of its rays blocked by the mountain at this hour. I glance over to the parking lot and receive a shot of pleasure when I spot Rayne sitting in my Jeep.

She texted me after school to say she was going to the library for tutoring with Lincoln and that she would wait for me in the Jeep afterward.

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