Little Stranger (The Web of Silence Duet, #1)

by Leigh Rivers

I yelp as Malachi slaps my ass and goes harder, faster, jerking me and my dad on the floor as he wraps my hair around his fist and uses it to drag my head back. Hips snapping into mine, he pants, holding my hip as his thrusts become even more powerful. The metal lining his cock rubs on my sweet spot, and my eyes roll, my nerve endings sizzling as I whimper. “Harder,” I moan, ashamed that I’m loving the feel of his cock filling me up. “Go harder, Malachi.” He does. Each punch of his hips has my lungs threatening to catch fire, and the pain on my scalp from him tugging my hair has my spine twisting so pleasantly, I see stars forming in my vision. My brother bends forward, plastering his front to my back, and tilts my head so he can kiss me. It’s brutal, bruising, and he fucks into me as he swallows my moans, my gasps for him to go faster, deeper, to make me come all over his cock. He breathes heavily into my mouth as he slows his movements, going deep and dragging the metal against that spot that has me tensing everywhere.

this entire page is just so wrong … but i fear i am enjoying it.