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elbows and
watched him. God help him, he couldn’t walk away from her, not now, not ever.
Bill would curse him to hell, but nothing could make him stop. Bill, dammit,
Bill. He’d die for his friend, be tortured to death before he gave his friend
up, and yet he couldn’t keep his hands off his baby sister. Was he that weak?
She lowered herself back onto the bed and opened her legs.
    Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
    The fragment of fabric pretending to be panties but which
were in actual fact just string parted her glistening folds. How deep did her
wetness go, how far would she let him in? He needed to know the answer to that
more than he needed to know the answer to life.
    “Send me home, Leah.” One final plea. For Bill’s sake.
    She didn’t answer. Instead her hand slid down her flat
abdomen to between her legs. Before his next breath, he was on her. Chucking
her hand away. He wanted to be the first to feel her.
    He untied the bows at her hips and her panties came apart.
He pulled the string from under her and daring her to look at him, ran his
tongue over the wet thread and tasted her lovely cream before he tossed it
aside and lowered himself between her legs. She was so wet her pussy lips were
plastered together. He parted them and slipped one finger into her, turning it
slowly, in and out. Silky fluid coated his digit. Her eyes glazed, her breasts
heaved as he teased her entrance, not going as deep as she wanted.
    He settled himself between her thighs and inhaled the scent
of her pussy before he opened his mouth on her and engulfed the swollen folds
of her fragrant sex, swallowing her sweet dewiness as it seeped from her. She
squirmed and writhed on the bed, moving away from his mouth. He gripped her ass
and kept her still, taking the whole of her into his mouth where he sucked deep
and long and ignored her whimpering and efforts to get away.
    She was killing him. His cock felt as if it were being
strangled in his jeans. He wanted her with the urgency of a man dying to
replace his tongue with his cock where he could fuck her until he fell over the
edge and never returned. He took her clit between his teeth and flicked his
tongue over it. One finger slid up inside her again, another touched the rim of
her ass as she shuddered and convulsed. She came, shattering, crying his name
over and over again and he had never felt or seen anything as beautiful in his
life before.
    He had to be inside her. Feel her contractions around his
cock and prove someone as lovely as she did exist. He released her and rose
over her body. Her legs fell farther apart to accommodate one of his thighs.
She rubbed her pussy against his muscle, her damp heat soaked through the denim
and he felt it on his skin and roared. Her nipples had escaped the bits of her
bra. He swallowed a tender and engorged peak into his mouth and died one more
little death. She was heat and sweetness, a taste so addictive he suckled her
nipple deeper and deeper into his mouth, harder and harder.
    “The other one, Ryan,” she said, her hands in his hair,
directing him to her other breast. Using his teeth he unwrapped her from that
damn sexy bra. Heavy, full-rounded breasts spilled out.
    “Ryan,” she gasped when he bit her then laved her with his
tongue. He kissed his way up her throat, to her jaw, her cheeks, her eyes, her
eyebrows. And knew after this nothing would be the same for him.

Chapter Four
     
    This was the extent of her weakness for him. She should be
asking him what made him come back to her but reality had no place in her
fantasy and right now. Ryan touching her was her fantasy and ruining it never
crossed her mind.
    His large calloused hands cupped her breasts, rolling her
nipples between his fingers until she thought they couldn’t get any harder.
    “God, you’re beautiful.” He lowered his head and took one
hot peak into his mouth again and she combusted just like the first time. He
sucked her hard, taking her deep.
    “I want to make love to you slowly