Chapter 2: Burning in the Snowstorm

Ethan’s phone screen lit up again. Ryan’s message was still there: “Bro, you and Ava okay? This storm is crazy. Call me when you can.”

My heart jumped. Guilt hit me hard. That was my big brother. But Ethan’s thick cock was still deep inside my pussy, twitching and getting harder. His hot cum from the first round was leaking out around him.

Ethan looked down at me with a wicked smile. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll reply later.” He started moving again, slow and deep. “Right now I’m busy fucking his little sister.”

I moaned loudly. The guilt made everything feel hotter. “Ethan… we shouldn’t…”

But my body betrayed me. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist. He thrust harder, pushing his cum deeper into me.

“You say that, but your pussy is squeezing my cock like it never wants to let go,” he growled. He pinned my wrists above my head with one big hand. “Tell the truth, Ava. You love breaking the bro code with me.”

“Yes!” I cried as he pounded me. “I love it. Fuck me harder, Ethan!”

The fire in the fireplace crackled. Outside, the snowstorm howled louder. Heavy snow covered everything. We were trapped, and I was glad. No one could stop us.

Ethan pulled out suddenly. His cock was shiny with our juices. He flipped me over like I weighed nothing and pulled my ass up high. “On your knees, baby. I want to see this ass while I ruin you.”

He slapped my ass hard. The sting made me wetter. Then he slammed back inside me in one rough thrust. Deeper than before. I screamed in pleasure.

“Fuck! You’re so big!” I moaned.

He fucked me like an animal from behind. His hips slapped against my ass. His balls hit my clit with every hard stroke. One hand pulled my hair, the other reached around to rub my swollen clit.

“This tight little pussy was made for me,” he said, voice rough. “Not for any other guy. Only your brother’s best friend gets to fill it up.”

I came again, shaking hard. My walls milked his cock. Ethan groaned and kept thrusting through my orgasm.

He pulled out and made me turn around. “Suck it clean, Ava. Taste how good we are together.”

I opened my mouth and took him deep. I could taste his cum and my own juices. I sucked him eagerly, bobbing my head fast. Ethan held my hair and fucked my mouth.

“Good girl. Such a dirty mouth for such an innocent girl,” he praised.

After a few minutes he pulled me up and carried me to the big bed in the corner. He laid me on my back and climbed on top. This time he went slower, but deeper. He looked into my eyes as he thrust.

“I’ve wanted you for years, Ava,” he confessed. “Every time you wore those short skirts around the house, I had to hide how hard I got. Now you’re mine.”

He kissed me dirty while he fucked me. His hand choked my neck lightly. Not too tight, but enough to make me feel owned.

“Fill me again,” I begged. “Cum inside me, Ethan.”

He growled and sped up. The bed creaked under us. He fucked me hard and fast until he exploded. Thick hot cum shot deep into my pussy again. So much that it overflowed and ran down my thighs.

We breathed heavily, bodies sweaty even though it was cold outside. But Ethan was not done. He was still hard.

He turned me on my side and lifted one leg high. He entered me again from the side. This angle felt new and intense. His cock hit a spot that made me see stars.

“Oh my god! Right there!” I screamed.

He rubbed my clit while pounding me. “Come again, baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock.”

I came so hard I squirted on the sheets. Ethan followed right after, filling me with another load.

We rested for a few minutes. He held me close, his hand gently stroking my body. But the lust came back fast.

“Ride me,” he ordered.

I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. I rode him slow at first, then faster. My breasts bounced as I moved. Ethan grabbed them and pinched my nipples.

“Fuck, you look so good riding your brother’s best friend,” he said. “Bounce on that dick, Ava.”

I rode him like crazy. He thrust up to meet me. The sound of our bodies meeting was loud in the quiet cabin.

Another orgasm hit me. I cried out his name. Ethan gripped my hips and came deep inside me once more.

We collapsed together. His cum was everywhere — on my thighs, on the sheets, leaking from my swollen pussy.

But then his phone rang. The signal was weak, but it was Ryan calling.

Ethan looked at the phone, then at me. His cock was still inside me, hard again.

“Answer it,” I whispered, scared but excited. “Put it on speaker.”

Ethan smirked. He answered the call.

“Hey man,” Ethan said, voice calm but rough. “We’re good. The snowstorm is bad, but we’re safe.”

Ryan’s voice came through: “Cool. Keep Ava safe for me, bro. Don’t let anything happen to her.”

Ethan looked straight into my eyes and thrust slowly into me. I bit my lip to stop from moaning.

“Don’t worry,” Ethan said. “I’ll take very good care of her.”

He thrust deeper. I covered my mouth. The thrill of talking to my brother while Ethan fucked me made me so wet.

The call ended after a few more words. Ethan threw the phone aside and fucked me hard again.

“That was close,” he growled. “But it made you even wetter, didn’t it?”

“Yes,” I admitted, moaning. “Fuck me, Ethan. I don’t care if he finds out anymore.”

He pinned me down and railed me with everything he had. Round after round. He ate my pussy until I came on his tongue. Then fucked me again in every position. The night went on like that — dirty, rough, and endless.

By morning, the snowstorm was still raging. We were exhausted, covered in cum, but happier than ever.

But then we heard a sound outside. A snowplow? Or was Ryan trying to get back?

Ethan kissed me hard. “This is just the beginning, Ava. I’m not letting you go now.”