Filthy (A Stepbrother Romance) #1(22)
“My *, it’s yours.” She smirked at me, and I knew that I had done right by her. I couldn’t help myself as I leaned down onto the bed and placed my lips against her soft ones. I gave her the kiss she deserved, the kiss that showed how much I had been dying before she had came along. Everyone else was merely a temporary fix before Mia came barreling into my life.
“I know, it begged me to f*ck it, so I took it to pound town.” I winked and smiled against her lips as I spoke. We stared at one another, a blanket of emotions covering each of us in a different way. I knew she was feeling things that she didn’t want to acknowledge. I think we both were.
“You made breakfast?” she asked, standing from the bed. My eyes were still on her the curve of her ass and the ruby red splotches against her skin. I did that, and I’ll be damned if my ego didn’t soar through the roof. I f*cked Mia Weston just like she needed, and I would never be able to get enough.
“Yes, and then I heard you so I decided to pay you a little visit.” I pulled the condom off, tying it in a knot at the end and throwing it in the nearby trashcan. When I turned around all I saw was Mia standing on her tiptoes against the dresser reaching for a piece of fruit. My cock grew hard again almost instantly. She plucked a piece of watermelon off the plate and turned around sucking at one side of the fruit. Juice dribbled down her lips and onto her chin.
I wanted to lick that f*cking juice up. Even more than that I wanted to pick her up by the hips, slam her against the wall, and take her like the savage man I was.
“I want to f*ck you again,” I admitted out loud. I was a blunt man. When I wanted something I took it. Mia was mine, therefore she was mine for the taking all the time.
“Then f*ck me, Talon.” She tilted her head at me sucking the rest of the fruit into her mouth. Her fingers lifted to her mouth as her tongue darted out, licking up the juices. She was making me weak in the knees with all that mouth action. She had upped her game, and she wasn’t even scared of the things that I could do. Would do. I wanted her in a much different way than I had anyone else.
“I want you against the wall. On the bathroom counter. In the kitchen with your * on top of the cold marble.” I promised those things to her, because they would one hundred percent happen. Every part of this house would be christened with our juices.
“Then take me to all of them. Show me just how much you want this.” She crossed the space between us, even with the lingering danger in the air. She had to know I would take her feeble body and possess it. I had no boundary I wouldn’t cross. She might be my stepsister but I wanted her body, and maybe even her heart more than I wanted anything else.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I won’t let you get any rest between the next session and now,” I growled reaching around her to grab my own piece of fruit. I had quite the imagination, and I was going to use it on every single inch of her body.
“I don’t need a break, I just need you.” Again her words sent me off into the deep end. She was going to kill me, one single stroke at a time.
Talon Was No Saint
My body ached in the best and worst ways. I had never been so sore down below, nor had I ever f*cked someone five times in one day. I felt like I had been beaten and battered and sitting in this chair in the library was not making it any better either.
“Why are you shifting in your chair every five seconds,” Mallory my lab partner had asked that same question at least five times since we walked into the library. She had that smart, na?ve look going on so I knew telling her I had spent the entire weekend f*cking my stepbrother probably wouldn’t settle well with her.
“I’m just uncomfortable okay?” It came out a little bitchy, but what was I supposed to do when I couldn’t explain myself.
“Mmm. I’m sure.” She pursed her lips, her eyes going all-judgmental on me. I gripped my pen in my hand. I needed something to stop me from stabbing her in the face with it.
“I told you what would happen if you f*cked with her. I even warned you.” I heard Talon’s voice across the room, and my eyes lifted, my body calling to him. I could tell he was pissed, fuming with rage as he spoke.
“I didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t be mad at me because she didn’t say no. If she had said no then I would’ve stopped.” Donovan’s voice rained down on my body like acid.
“What are you doing? Were supposed to be gathering research, Mia, not checking out guys.” Mallory adjusted her glasses against the bridge of her nose. I kid you not this woman was on my last nerve.
“I think there might be a fight going on.” I stood from the chair, relief flooding my lower body. Mallory looked at me like I was dumb, as if I had something better to be doing right now.
“A fight?” She rolled her eyes.
“She couldn’t say no, because you…” Talon poked him in the chest, “drugged her drink. I’m not stupid, *. Even I know when a woman is incapable of having sex, and I’m a huge f*cking douche bag most days.” Donovan smirked at Talon, and it was then that I knew heads were going to roll. I thought we were past this. Yeah I wanted to bury the * under six feet of dirt, but I didn’t want Talon to get himself in trouble over some guy like this.
“You think it’s funny, do ya?” Talon shoved into his chest. They were now nose to nose, toe to toe. I crossed the walkway in ten seconds or less, coming up behind Talon and grabbing his hand, which was in a tightly closed fist.