LOGIN"Then another. I arched my back, my eyes fluttering shut, my head digging into the pillow. The sensation was so deep, so perfect. I felt his thumb hit my clit at the same time, flicking it fast. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Mmm-nnn-gh! Ah!" "Should I stop, Elara?" he whispered, his fingers moving faster now, burying themselves in me. "No," I gasped, my fingers reaching back to grip his arm, my nails digging into his skin. "No... ah! Ah! Don't fucking stop! Please, Matt! More! Ah! Ah! Ah!" I lay there with my head pushed back into the pillow, my eyes squeezed shut. The room was dark, but my world was just the feeling of his fingers. He was moving them deep inside me, hitting that one spot over and over. Every time he flicked his thumb against my clit, a jolt of heat shot through my whole body. "Ah... ah! Matt!" I gasped. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. The snores from the other bed were loud, but my own heart was louder. "That’s it, baby," he whispered. "Take it all. Show me
I stood trapped between the sink and his massive chest. The air in the tiny bathroom was hot and thick. I wanted to fight him. I wanted to be that strong, resistant girl I always thought I was. But as he stood there, smiling down at me, my body felt like it was turning into liquid. "Get out, Matt," I whispered, my hands pushing weakly against his chest. "Not until we settle this," he growled. He didn't wait. He grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the cold porcelain sink. My dress pushed up to my hips. He moved between my legs, his hands sliding up my thighs with a slow, heavy pressure. He took his time, his palms grazing my skin, heating me up instantly. He looked me right in the eyes. "Tell me again how bad it felt, Elara. Tell me while I do this." He unzipped his jeans and pushed inside me. He was still rock hard, still thick. He drove into me with one deep, slow thrust that made my head hit the mirror behind me. "Ahhh! Mmm-gh! Ah!" I sobbed, my fingers digging into his shou
"It's just... the bumps!" I lied, my voice shaking as Matt began to thrust into me even faster. He was moving in a rhythmic, heavy blur now. "The road is... ah!... really rough! I'm just... holding on!" "Oh, tell me about it! Draco, honey, try to avoid the holes!" my mom laughed. Matt was whispering in my ear now, dark, dirty things that made me blush. "You're taking it so well... such a good girl for your brother... mmm-gh... fuck, you're milking me. I’m going to fill you up, Elara. Fill this tight talkative cunt of yours." I was moaning through the whole conversation, my face pressed against the board to hide the sound. He was hammering into me now, his movements fast and primal. Slap. Slap. Slap. The pleasure was building again, even stronger than before. I felt my internal muscles squeezing him, pulling the life out of him. I was lost in the sensation, the world narrowing down to the heat between us and the sound of the engine. "I'm close... Elara... mmm-gh... Fuck! I'm cummi
I felt like I had been hit by a truck, but the SUV was still flying down the highway. My brain was a mess. He saw me? He knew I was watching him last night? I felt exposed, like he had peeled back my skin. But I wasn't going to let him win. I wasn't going to let him think he had broken me. "So what if I saw you?" I hissed, my voice trembling but sharp. "It's nature, Matt. You were out there in the open, basically begging for an audience. It's science. One person pleases themselves, the other follows. It doesn't mean anything." Matt’s hand stayed right where it was, his fingers pressing into the soaked lace of my panties. He started to rub in slow, heavy circles, his palm vibrating with the motion of the car. "Is that right? Nature?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. "Was it nature that made you stay for ten minutes? Was it nature that made you moan my name when you hit the wall?" I didn't answer. I couldn't. I just let out a soft, broken moan as his thumb found the e
I sat there, frozen. The sound of the porn was still coming from his phone—wet, slapping noises that made my skin feel too tight for my body. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was what was happening underneath me. I could feel it. His cock was growing, getting thicker and harder against my butt. There was only the thin lace of my panties and his heavy denim between us, and it wasn't enough of a barrier."Ugh, disgusting," I muttered, trying to shift my weight away from the heat."Mind your business, girl," Matt whispered, his voice vibrating right through his thighs. "While I mind mine."I looked away, staring at the back of the gear piled up in front of us. I tried to listen to the pop music my mom was playing in the front, trying to focus on anything other than the porn addict behind me. But the car hit another bump, and I slid right along the length of him. He was like a pillar of hot iron."Matt," I hissed, my face burning. "You're making me really uncomfortable.""Ho
"Elara, go get your bags. Now!" My mom’s voice was like a whip."I’m not going! I’ll stay here. No way I'm riding with him." I argued. I was practically shaking. The thought of sitting on Matt’s lap for hours was making my skin crawl and my heart race at the same time."You are going," she snapped, stepping closer. "Stop being a brat. This is a family trip. If you stay behind, you’re just proving you don't care about my happiness. Move!"I hated that. She always used the guilt card. I looked at Draco, who was already revving the SUV's engine, then at Matt, who was leaning against the car looking like he’d rather be anywhere else. I stomped back inside, grabbed my duffel, and marched back out. I didn't want to be the "bad egg," but God, this felt like walking into a trap.The SUV was packed tight. There was a large wooden board tucked behind the front seats to keep the heavy camping gear from sliding forward and hitting the parents. It created a small, cramped little cabin in the back
The sun was high and hot over the farm, turning the fields into a golden haze. Everyone was busy. The air was thick with the smell of dry grass, dust, and hard work. Sarah and the other workers were further down the field, but Greg was taking a break near the old barn. He was sitting on a pile of
Vicky didn’t stop. She couldn’t. Every time she lifted her hips and slammed back down onto Greg’s lap, the friction sent a new wave of heat through her body. Under the thick blanket, their bodies were a mess of sweat and friction. Greg’s hands were clamped onto her waist, his fingers digging into h
He didn't just drive into me; he claimed me. The first thrust was an earthquake. It hit so deep, so hard, that the headboard slammed against the wall with a rhythmic, deafening thud-thud-thud. It shook the very marrow of my bones. "Ah! Fuck—yes! Daddy, please!" I sobbed, my voice cracking under t
The counter was hard and cold against Hailey's chest, but the heat radiating from Christian was enough to burn her alive. He didn't just thrust; he surged forward, filling her so completely that she gasped, the air hitching in her throat. He stayed there for a long, agonizing heartbeat, stretched







