Home for the Holidays (A Holinight Novella)
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I wanted every fucking part of her, and if there was the smallest hint that she didn’t care that I was now legally her brother, I would have done it despite the aftermath. Would have stripped her down and devoured her sweet pussy before shoving my dick so far inside her she’d feel me there for weeks. 
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“Tell me, sweetheart. Is this how you wished that day would have gone? My cock pressed against your sweet cunt, and my hand inches away from those tight little nipples?”
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“I knew you were a naughty girl. Dreaming of letting your stepbrother sink between those perfect thighs of yours. I wonder, did I ever fill you with my cum, or did you let me paint you with it?”
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“Back then, did you ever wish I came in here? Woke you up and took you?” A shiver runs through me, and I force the words out. “Honestly, you could have left me asleep and I wouldn’t have cared. I just wanted you.”
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“And now? Would you still want me to leave you asleep?” My bottom lip folds beneath my teeth as I whisper the answer. The confession. “Yes.” His gaze flits to the bed one more time before he yawns. “Goodnight, sweetheart. Don’t let the bedbugs bite.” 
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“Greedy little thing, aren’t we?” Elliot’s low chuckle sends a shiver down my spine. “Show me, Adelina. Show me how badly you’ve wanted your stepbrother to finger fuck you while you slept.”
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“Unless you want your mother to know her daughter’s about to get tongue-fucked, I suggest you remain quiet. You’ll have plenty of other opportunities to scream. I promise.”
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“Because for me, sweetheart, it’s always been you. And when I didn’t think I’d have you, I needed the reminder. I wanted to look out this window and remember all the things you made me feel.”