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Chapter 1
Eva's POV
“Damn, the party is sooo loud”, Layla screamed something into my ear that I couldn't hear over the bass.
“He's looking at you!”she shouted.
I didn't need to ask who. I had noticed Logan the second we walked in – A new guy at school.
Every girl at this party had noticed Logan. Tall, dark, the kind of guy every girl in college wants.
He was standing across the room with a drink in his hand looking like he owned the place and his eyes had been drifting toward me for the last twenty minutes.
"Don't look," I told Layla.
She immediately looked.
"Layla!"
"He's coming over," she hissed, grabbing my arm.
He was actually coming over.I tried adjusting my corset which made my tits pop out, almost touching my chin.
He crossed the room slowly like he had nowhere urgent to be and stopped in front of me with a smile.
"You look like you're having a terrible time," he said.
"I'm having a great time."
"You haven't touched your drink."
I looked down at the cup in my hand. He had a point. "I'm pacing myself."
"Smart." He took the cup from my hand, set it on the table beside us and handed me a fresh one. "I'm Logan."
"Eva."
"Eva." He said it like he was trying it out. "You go to Georgetown University?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Transferred last semester." His eyes stayed on mine steady. "I've seen you around."
Layla appeared at my elbow pretending to look at her phone and failing completely at being subtle. I nudged her away with my hip without Logan noticing.
"Just me or…" I started.
"Just you," he said simply.
He stepped a little bit closer.” I love your costume”, he whispered so close to my neck.
I distracted myself and picked up a cup of drink.
One drink became two and two became five and somewhere between the dancing and the laughing ,Logan's hand held on my waist .I stopped thinking about anything else entirely.
Other girls stared at me but I didn't care. “ Eva, we need to go, you're drunk!”
“Nooo I'm not going, we'll go later”, I staggered and stumbled into Logan.
He carried me upstairs and while going we met lots of girls making out.
He kicked open the door and kept me on the bed and turned around. I held his hand immediately. “Come fuck me Logan, don't you want me?”
He looked at me closely, “you want me to fuck you huh, you won't be able to handle my big dick”.
I held his shirt, pulling him closer.
His mouth found mine, kissing me like he has been starving for years. His hands were in my hair, my lips parted.
We broke apart and I helped him pull off his t-shirt. He kissed my neck making my pussy throb underneath.I was already feeling myself getting wet. I couldn't breathe, the corset snatched my chest and it was really uncomfortable.
“Pull it off”, I moaned…
Without hesitation, he pulled the laces of my corset and it fell off exposing my full tits. “Look at you”, his voice trembled with admiration.
He caressed my full breast while kissing me all over my neck. I left out a soft moan even when I tried not to make any sound.
He sucked on my hard pink nipple continuously and I let out a soft cry in pain and pleasure.
“Ohh Logannn…”
His hand went through my thighs and tore the lace of my panties giving him free entrance to feel how wet my pussy was.
“Fuck, you're soaking”, he murmured again my skin.
Two of his fingers push inside my hungry pussy without warning while his mouth kept sucking my boobs.
I gasped.
He stretches me and curls his finger around me hitting a spot deep inside me that makes me see stars.
“You're so tight Eva”, he growls, his fingers thrusting in and out fast.
I can't breathe, I want more, I want his cock.
“You want me to eat your pussy right…?”
“Yeahhhh” , I said without thinking twice.
He pulled out his wet fingers and licked it clean.
I took his head to my dripping pussy and he began licking my clits.
He opened my thighs wider giving him space to suck on my cunt.
“Ahh yesss…just like that “
I found myself gasping in ecstacy. I clutched at the sheets as the tip of his tongue slid into my pussy.
I felt a cool sensation.
“Oh God”, I moaned, fisting his hair.
“You taste so sweet Eva”, he moaned.
He finally pulled back, wiping his mouth slowly, looking up at me with dark eyes and a dangerous smile.
Then he stood.
His hands went to his waistband and he pulled off his trousers and his huge, veiny cock fell out and I stopped breathing completely.
He was huge. Thick and hard. The sight of him made my mouth go dry.
He climbed back over me slowly, his body covering mine completely, his skin warm against every inch of me. The tip of him pressed against my inner thigh and my whole body clenched.
He groaned.
He rubbed himself against my folds slowly, teasing, watching my face as my lips parted and my breath came out in short desperate bursts.
“I'm about to fuck you better than any guy ever has!!”
He pushed inside slowly.
The stretch made me cry out instantly, loud and unrestrained, and he stilled immediately, jaw tight, every muscle in his body controlled with visible effort.
"Breathe," he murmured, pressing his lips to my temple. "Just breathe."
I inhaled shakily.
"You feel incredible," he said through his teeth, clearly fighting the urge to move. "You have no idea."
He began moving in slowly, inch by inch, letting me adjust.
The initial sharp sensation faded into something deeper and fuller and overwhelming in an entirely different way. My nails dragged down his back and he hissed.
"I want to be in control," I managed breathlessly.
He raised an eyebrow. A slow smile spread across his face and he rolled onto his back without a word, pulling me on top of him.
I sank down onto him and we both groaned at the same time.
I set my own pace, slow at first, hands braced on his chest, finding my rhythm. His hands gripped my hips hard, not controlling, just holding on.
His eyes stayed fixed on my face like he couldn't look anywhere else.
Then I moved faster.
"Fuckkk Evaaaa…you're hugging my cock" .My name came out strained from somewhere deep in his chest.
I bounced on his dick, my hair falling around my face, his hands tightening on my hips until I was sure there would be marks tomorrow.
“You're going to make me…" He cut himself off with a rough groan.
"Don't stop. Whatever you do, don't you dare stop."
I had no intention of stopping.
My thighs trembled. My orgasm crashed through me with embarrassing force, a loud broken cry tearing out of me as my whole body seized.
I felt him throb beneath me…his grip becoming almost painful, his breathing completely wrecked.
He flipped me over suddenly.
I landed on my stomach with a gasp and then his hands gripped my hips pulling them upward . He lubricated his huge cock with his saliva and drove into me from behind, I moaned so deeply that the sound I made wasn't even recognizable as language.
"This pussy is mine," he said roughly against my ear. "Say it."
"Yours…" I gasped into the pillow.
"Say it properly."
"This pussy is yours Logan…God, this pussy is yours…"
He groaned low and deep and I felt every inch of him as he pushed deeper still, his chest pressed against my back, his hand wrapping gently around my throat from behind almost choking me.
The loud sound of our bodies slamming together filled the entire room.
I moaned helplessly as he pounds into me like he's been starving for years.
“Oh shit, I'm gonna come”, Logan growled.
“Yeahhh me too”
I climaxed , my body shaking so hard I could barely hold myself up and Logan followed seconds later with a rough growl that vibrated through his entire chest, pulling out at the last moment and sp
illing hot cum across my skin.
He collapsed beside me. I lay completely still staring at the ceiling when I heard a knock on the door.
Chapter 82Sarah's POV The morning light felt cruel.I sat at the long white table in the hotel’s private dining room with a plate of scrambled eggs and fruit I couldn’t bring myself to eat. My mother sat beside Jace, glowing in a soft cream dress, her hand resting on his forearm like it had always belonged there. Every time she laughed, the new diamond on her finger caught the sun and threw little sparks across the tablecloth. I kept my eyes on my coffee, stirring it long after the sugar had dissolved.Jace looked calm. He passed the cream across the table without meeting my eyes, but his fingers brushed mine for half a second too long. Heat shot straight up my arm and settled low in my stomach. I pulled my hand back too quickly. My mother noticed.“You barely slept, baby,” she said, soft concern in her voice. “Was the room too noisy? I can ask them to move you if…”“I’m fine,” I cut in. My voice sounded normal. That scared me more than anything.Under the table, Jace’s knee press
Chapter 81Sarah's POV A text lit up my screen at 11:47 p.m. it was my stepdad, Jace. “Room 412. The door's unlocked. Come satisfy me before I come find you.”My fingers tightened around the phone until the edges dug into my palm. Music and laughter floated up from the ballroom downstairs—my mother’s wedding reception was still going strong. I could picture her in that ivory dress, laughing with guests, glass of champagne in hand, completely unaware.I should have deleted the message. I should have blocked his number months ago. Instead I stood, smoothed the short black dress I’d changed into after the ceremony, and slipped out of my hotel room barefoot. The hallway carpet swallowed my steps. My heart slammed so hard I felt it in my throat. Every part of me screamed that this was wrong, filthy, unforgivable. The rest of me was already wet. Room 412 was at the end of the corridor. I didn’t knock. The door opened under my hand.Jace stood by the window in black dress pants and an unbu
Chapter 80Izzy’s POVA slow, secret smile pulled at my mouth. I felt light and heavy at the same time—happy in a way that scared me. Everything about this was wrong, and I didn’t care.Sunday meant the whole house stayed home. Mom and my stepdad were already in the backyard setting up the grill. The smell of charcoal drifted through the open windows. Kayla blasted music in the kitchen while chopping vegetables. Asher moved around like nothing had happened between us, carrying bags of ice and folding chairs.Every time our eyes met, heat crawled up my neck. I needed something to do with my hands. Mom called from outside, “Izzy, grab the multi-surface cleaner from the laundry room. The outdoor table’s sticky.”I slipped down the hallway. The laundry room was small and warm, smelling like detergent and fabric softener. I found the bottle on the shelf and turned to leave.I walked straight into Asher’s chest.He didn’t step back. He crowded me against the washing machine, one hand braced
Chapter 79Izzy's POV Izzy?” It was Kayla’s voice. “Are you there?”Asher’s eyes went wide. He pulled out of me carefully, more of his cum spilled onto the sheets and moved fast, grabbing his clothes and slipping behind the long curtains by the window. I scrambled for my shirt and shorts, yanking them on with shaky hands, not bothering with underwear. My pussy was still pulsing, his cum sliding down my thighs.“Come in,” I called, voice uneven.Kayla pushed the door open. She wrinkled her nose immediately. “Whoa. Your room smells… weird. Like sex and cologne mixed together. You okay?”I forced a small laugh, sitting on the edge of the bed and pressing my thighs together. “Yeah. Just… worked out. Got sweaty.” She raised an eyebrow but didn’t push. “Have you seen Asher? I’ve been looking everywhere. He was supposed to help me set up movie night.”My heart stuttered. “No. Haven’t seen him.”Kayla sighed, clearly annoyed. “Weird. Anyway, come to the living room when you’re ready. We’re
Chapter 78Izzy's POV My eyes were still shut when the door swung open. The orgasm slammed into me so hard my back arched off the bed, a broken moan ripping out of my throat before I could stop it. “Ahhh…Asher…” My fingers were still buried deep inside my pussy, pulsing around them as wave after wave crashed through me. My thighs shook. My shorts were shoved down to my knees. The wet sounds of my own fingers filled the room for one more second before the reality hit.Someone was standing in the doorway.I froze, chest heaving, fingers still inside myself. Slowly, my eyes opened.Asher.He stood there like he’d been carved from stone. Tall, dark hair messy, jaw tight. His eyes were locked on me, on my flushed face, my open legs, my glistening fingers. The same eyes that had looked at me every day for four months like I was just his annoying stepsister. Now they burned. I yanked my hand out so fast it made a soft, wet sound. Shame flooded me so hard I wanted the floor to open up. “As
Chapter 77Izzy's POV I held my breath. I could see his feet from under the bed. He stood there for a second, looking around the room like it's been scattered and asking himself questions. “did u leave my jacket on the bed?, thought it was on the drawer”. My heart pounded so hard that if he listened well, he'll hear it.The door clicked shut behind him. My throat burned from holding my breath. A strand of hair fell on my eyes so I used my hand to tuck it behind my ear. The mattress above me sank when he sat on it. I could hear his breath hitching, then a sound of a zipper.He fucking unzipped his pants.A wet, squelching sound followed after. “Oh Izzy…”, he muttered under his breath. My pussy pulsed by just hearing him say my name. Heat coiled in my thighs and I felt drowsy. My pussy was already soaking. I was hiding under my step brother's name while he was jerking and saying my name as usual.What if he found me here?. Just one look down and he'll see his step sister, flushed and d







