“You wanna know what is uncomfortable to me, Bella?” he asks, leaning in. “Having the best sex of my life only to find out that it was my little sister I had wrapped around my cock. Now, she’s standing in front of me with nothing but a towel on. I’m trying to not touch her, but she’s over here rubbing her thighs together like a little grasshopper because she wants me just as badly but won’tadmit it for obvious reasons,” he says as he leans in, his lips nearly brushing against mine. I can feel the heat of his breath on me, and it numbs my brain.
“Cory,” I say softly. My breathing is quickened, and my heart is pounding in my chest. I hate it, but he’s right. I have a twisted fantasy playing in my mind on repeat of him fucking me on my bed.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” he says before lightly kissing the skin below my ear. I let out a sigh and involuntarily relax as tingles break out across my skin.
“Cory,” I breathe.
“Say it, Bella. What do you want?”
“This is wrong,” I whisper.
“Why does it feel so good then?” he asks before biting my neck. I whimper when he creates a pulsating pressure in my pussy. It feels so wrong that I’m wet from what he’s doing. I shouldn’t want this, but I have no fucking willpower to make it stop and neither does he.
“Everything that’s bad for you starts out looking good,” I mumble.
“Do you think I’m bad for you, little sister?” he asks, grabbing my chin and tilting my head back.
“Stop calling me that,” I frown.
“Would you rather me call you my little cumslut?” he asks. “Because that’s what you are. You took my cock like a good little slut, didn’t you?”
His filthy words pull all the logic out of my head and throw it away like it never existed. Cory degrading me like this is a whole new level of kink that I didn’t know I liked. Isn’t the old saying that you want what you can’t have? Apparently, I can have what I want because he’s standing before me. I’m totally going to hell for this.
“Yes,” I admit quietly.
Cory grins wickedly at me before pulling the towel loose and letting it drop to the floor. Goosebumps break out on my body as the cool air floods over my skin. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he says as he palms my breasts. He pinches and pulls at my nipples until he leans down and draws one of them into his mouth. My eyes roll back as I sigh and rest my head on the wall behind me.
He abruptly grabs the back of my thighs and picks me up, and I wrap my legs around him instinctively. He turns and takes a few steps before laying me on my bed. He kisses and bites down my chest and belly. Every time he bites me, I whimper. Some of these are definitely going to leave a bruise.
Cory pushes my knees apart before biting the inside of my thigh, making me moan. He does it again to the other side, forcing more noise out of me before he spreads me open more so he can make quick flicks of his tongue across my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan when he pushes two fingers inside of me. “God, that’s good.” I’ve completely abandoned all basic morals because I know exactly who is making me feel this way. I don’t have to pretend it’s someone else to get through it.
Cory sucks and nips at my clit until my moans are nearing screams and my legs are shaking. He is fucking me with his hand and when he curls his fingers in while sucking on me hard everything explodes as I start to come.
I am hardly out of that daze when he moves up and kneels between my legs. “Do you understand what you do to me?” he asks. I shake my head and he unbuttons his jeans before pushing them down his legs. I won’t even deny how fucking impressive his cock is. “This is what you do to me, Bella. Is this what you want? You want your big brother to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Say it, Bella. Tell your big brother you want him to fuck you,” he commands.
“Please fuck me, Cory. Please,” I ask, nearly begging.
He watches me closely as he slowly fills me. My eyes roll back and I groan at the way he is stretching me. “Fuck,I love this tight little cunt,” he growls.
“I’m so full. It hurts,” I whimper. He’s pushing so deep it’s creating immense pressure in my belly. The ache only fuels my need to get fucked harder.
“You can take it, pretty girl,” he grunts. His pace quickens with each stroke. He is just as desperate to come as I am. Tangled together like this, all of the reasons why this should not be happening melt away.
As I close in on what I already know is going to be extraordinary, Cory slaps his hand over my mouth when we hear our parentsdownstairs call out for us. Our cars are in the driveway so they know we are here.
“Better come before we get caught, little sister,” he whispers in my ear. He is fucking me hard and deep, forcing whimpers from me each time he bottoms out. Our parents are still calling out for us but their voices are getting closer. Fear and pleasure course through me. I don’t want him to stop what he’s doing but I don’t want to get caught either.
“Come, Bella,” he commands softly. “Come for your big brother.” His breathing is labored as he chases down his own release inside of me.
My orgasm finally peaks and my body arches dramatically. I forced myself to hold my breath, through the surges of my climax, to keep myself from screaming. Cory moans my name softly in my ear and I know I’m done for. There’s no fucking way this is not happening again. God forgive me, but I love the way he fucks.
When the pressure subsides, he takes his hand off of my mouth and kisses me hard. He tastes like sin and it’s my new favorite drug. The list of depraved things I want my brother to do to me is growing longer by the second.