I started slow, grinding into her, feeling every inch of her squeeze me. Her bath came in ragged moans, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me\u00a0<\/p>\n
deeper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her lips brushed mine with every cry, her body moving with mine like she w made for this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, my pace rough, unrestrained. I couldn\u2019t think straight, all I knew was that I loved the way the feels.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Love the way her pussy welcomes my dick whenever I slammed into her, I didn\u2019t care about anything else than to satisfy her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To make her scream and moan my name because whenever she does, I feel like something was swelling inside of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck! She feels so good. So fucking good that I don\u2019t want to stop, not now, ot ever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was still buried inside her, both of us gasping for air, when I grabbed her thighs and lifted them up, resting them on my right shoulder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes flew open,\u00a0<\/p>\n
wide with shock, but the moment I pushed into her again, the shock melted into a loud, broken moan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTris\u2026tan\u2026 oh\u2026my\u2026God!\u201d she cried, her hands clawing at the sheets.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was she shocked? She shouldn\u2019t be because it was her fault for looking so beautiful and making me feel a kind of way.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena is one of the prettiest girl I\u2019ve ever seen, with her banging body. Dont know if she knows it, or just tries to hide it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But her body isn\u2019t just the only reason am buried inside of her, she as a whole her eyes, her soul and her heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I love everything about her, the way she smiles, way she squeezes her nose when she\u2019s mad.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I still can\u2019t believe she lets me fuck her, not after I acted like an idiot five years ago. But it won\u2019t happen again, I\u2019ll make sure it never does.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1 stare at her face that\u2019s full of unspoken emotions, she was staring at me as he breaths fast and slow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I brought my lips towards hers, but I didn\u2019t kiss her, instead I used my teeth o drag her lower lips slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tightened my teeth around it and bit it a little, in a way I knew it would hurt and still not hurt much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I inserted my finger into her ass hole the same time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She let out a painful moan, thick with pleasure, like she couldn\u2019t phantom what she was feeling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Like pain mixed with pleasure all at once,\u00a0<\/p>\n
The new angle drove me deeper, every thrust hitting her so hard her back athed off the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in with one sharp thrust she screamed my name, her nails digging so deep into the mattress that the fabric ripped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did it again, pulling out slow, then snapping back into her hard enough to make the headboard hit the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her moans came faster, her hips lifting to meet mine, her voice breaking as he begged, \u201cDon\u2019t\u2026.stop\u2026.please\u2026.. don\u2019t\u2026 stop!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
E\u00a0<\/p>\n
<\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
19:36 Tue, Jan 6 T\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
44%\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t even if I wanted to. I picked up the pace, thrusting harder, faster, er legs trembling on my shoulder, her cries turning into sobs of pleasure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I leaned down, kissing her ankle, then hiting lightly at het calf as I fucked he deep, the sound of our bodies slapping filling the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her face was twisted with pleasure, her lips red and swollen, sweat dripping down her chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I watched her unravel under me, shaking so bad, her tummy jerking. Her moths were raw, as her body tightened around me until she came again, screaming my name so loud it echoed through the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her walls clenched and milked me, but I wasn\u2019t done. Not even close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach, dragging her hips up. She gasted, her cheek pressed to the pillow, her ass raised high for me. \u201cTristan\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
she moaned, looking back at me with dazed, hungry eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1 spread her legs wider, then slid back into her from behind. The heat swallowed me up all over again, and I groaned, gripping her hips tight as I drove\u00a0<\/p>\n
into her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She cried out, clutching the sheets, her body shaking with every thrust. I reached forward and grabbed her raised leg, lifting it higher onto the bed so I\u00a0<\/p>\n
could take her deeper. The angle made her sob into the pillow, her moans muffle but desperate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck\u2026.you feel so good,\u201d I groaned, slamming into her harder, my body pressing against the back of her thighs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her breath came in broken gasps, every thrust pushing her closer to the edge. She looked back at me again, her face flushed, eyes glassy with pleasure. \u201cHarder,\u201d she begged, her voice raw. \u201cPlease\u2026fuck me harder!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lost it. I pounded into her, fast and rough, her cries filling the room, her body bouncing against me with every thrust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shook under me, her nails tearing at the sheets, her screams louder than ever as another orgasm ripped through her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way she clenched around me, tight and wet, dragged me right to the edge. With one last deep thrust, I buried myself inside her and came hard, groaning her name as I spilled into her, my body shuddering with release.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I collapsed beside her, both of us drenched in sweat, gasping for air, our hearts hammering. She curled into me, still trembling, her face pressed to my\u00a0<\/p>\n
chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a long moment, all I could hear was our breathing\u2026 They were harsh, uneven and satisfied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stayed buried inside her, my body trembling from the release, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might crack open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that\u2019s when the voice in my head tried to speak, the one that always reminded me she was Orion\u2019s little sister, the one that whispered this was a\u00a0<\/p>\n
mistake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But tonight, I silenced it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because this didn\u2019t feel like a mistake. It felt right. It felt like the only thing hat had ever made sense in the chaos of my fucked up life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was done pushing her away. Done pretending she was just family to me wh every part of me burned for her. She wasn\u2019t just Orion\u2019s sister. She was\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman who made me feel alive again, the woman whose moans were branded into my chest, the woman I wanted more than anything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I kissed her softly, slow and deep, even though my body still pulsed with the aftershocks of what we\u2019d just done. She sighed against me, her hand sliding into my hair, holding me close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
19:36 Tue, Jan 6 T\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t letting her go. Not now. Not ever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
44%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tomorrow, I\u2019d tell her the truth, that I didn\u2019t see her as a sister. That I never had. That she was more, so much more. And I wasn\u2019t going to deny it any\u00a0<\/p>\n
longer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tonight, I wanted her. And I wasn\u2019t sorry for a damn second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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