LOGINI could feel how swollen I was. Every slow pass of his foot sent a spark through me. I wanted to move my hips, but I couldn’t. I had to sit there and take it while my brother sat right across from us, completely unaware.Mathew took a drink of water and kept talking. “For real though, if you ever need me to set you up with someone, just say the word. I know a few girls from work who are single.”Cavern shook his head, still calm. “Appreciate it, but I’m not looking right now.” His foot rubbed a little faster for a few seconds, then slowed down again. The change in speed made my breath catch. I had to pretend to cough so Mathew wouldn’t notice how flushed my face was getting.“You sure?” Mathew asked. “You’ve been single for a while. Might be good for you.”Cavern looked at me again while he answered. His eyes stayed on mine as he spoke to my brother.“Sometimes the best things happen when you’re not looking for them,” he said. His voice was casual, but his foot pressed firmly aga
I could hear Mathew’s voice down the hall. It was muffled, but close. Cavern’s fingers curled inside me, rubbing that spot that made my eyes roll back. His thumb rubbed my clit at the same time.“You’re still full of my cum,” he whispered against my ear. His voice was low and rough. “You walked out here with my cum still leaking out of this pussy. Such a dirty girl. Sitting at the table last night with my cum inside you while your brother was right there.”I bit my lip hard. My hips moved on their own, rocking against his hand. The wet sound of his fingers moving in and out of me was loud in the quiet kitchen. I was scared Mathew would hear it.Cavern pulled his fingers out. They were shiny and wet. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees on the kitchen floor.“Quick,” he said. He shoved his sweatpants down. His cock was already hard and thick. The head was shiny with pre-cum. “Suck it. Now.”I opened my mouth and took him in. He tasted like skin and salt. His hand
His thrusts grew erratic, hips stuttering as he got closer. He leaned down over my back, chest pressed to me, mouth right at my ear.“Take it,” he rasped. “Take every inch. This cunt is mine. Say it.”He lifted his hand just enough for me to answer, still thrusting deep.“Yours,” I gasped, voice hoarse and wrecked. “Fuck—Cavern—it’s yours—please—”He slammed his hand back over my mouth and buried himself as deep as he could go with a low, guttural groan. I felt the hot, thick pulses of his cum flooding inside me — spurt after heavy spurt as his cock jerked and throbbed. He stayed buried there, grinding slowly through every pulse, filling me until I could feel it leaking out around where we were joined, warm and messy down my thighs.For a long moment he didn’t move. Just stayed inside me, breathing hard against the back of my neck. One hand stroked slowly down my spine while the other gently brushed the damp hair off my face. When he finally pulled out, I felt the rush of his cum imme
I obeyed instantly, thighs falling open on the bed. He kept one hand over my mouth while his other hand shoved his sweatpants down just far enough. His cock sprang free — thick, hard, already leaking at the tip from the video I’d sent. He fisted it once, then dragged the head through my soaked folds, coating himself in my wetness.“Fuck, listen to that,” he growled against my ear, rubbing his cock up and down my slit so the wet sound filled the quiet room. “Soaked for me. You wanted this. You wanted your brother’s best friend to sneak in here and wreck this pussy because you couldn’t stop running your mouth.”He notched the thick head at my entrance and thrust in hard in one smooth stroke, burying himself to the hilt. My eyes flew wide behind his hand. The stretch burned in the best way — I was still a little sore from last night and the couch earlier, but I was so wet he slid in deep anyway. A muffled cry vibrated against his palm.“Shhh,” he warned, hips already pulling back and sla
“I keep remembering how you fucked me last night… how you came inside me while I rode you. How you made me come on the couch with Mathew in the kitchen.” My voice got breathier. “I want your cock again. I want you to fill me up like you did before. I’m touching myself thinking about you… wishing it was your fingers instead of mine.”I kept recording for another minute—spreading myself again, showing how my pussy clenched around nothing, how my arousal was dripping down to my ass. Then I stopped the video, heart racing.Before I could lose my nerve, I attached it to a text and sent it to him.Nia: Couldn’t sleep. Thought you should see what you started tonight.I set the phone down on my chest, breathing hard, legs still spread. My fingers went back to my clit almost on their own, circling slowly while I waited. The seconds felt like hours.My phone vibrated.Cavern: Fuck, Nia.The message popped up and I bit my lip hard in the dark, my fingers still moving in slow circles over my swol
His thumb pressed harder on my clit, fingers stroking deep and steady. The risk, the filth of his words, the way he was touching me like he owned me—it was too much. I came hard, sudden and intense, my pussy clenching rhythmically around his finger as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My mouth opened on a silent cry, thighs shaking under the blanket. He kept stroking me through it, slow and relentless, drawing it out until I was trembling and oversensitive.Only then did he ease his hand back, fingers slipping out of me. He brought them to his mouth under the cover of the blanket and sucked them clean, eyes never leaving mine. Smirking like the devil himself.Mathew’s footsteps returned from the kitchen.Cavern sat back casually, arm still along the back of the couch, expression perfectly normal. Like he hadn’t just made me come with my brother in the next room.Mathew dropped into the recliner with a fresh beer. “What’d I miss?”“Nothing,” Cavern said smoothly, voice calm. “Same
Malakai smiled, slow and dangerous, the kind of smile that promised both pain and unbearable pleasure. He stroked his heavy, glistening cock once, twice, then slapped it against my cheek with a wet, filthy smack. The impact made my head turn slightly, the warm, slick weight of him leaving a streak
I leaned forward, shame and desperation twisting together inside me like a knot I couldn’t untie, and wrapped my lips around the swollen, leaking head. The salty, musky taste of him exploded on my tongue immediately — warm, slightly bitter, completely him. I moaned softly around his thickness, the
He told me to come closer. I obeyed like my body was on autopilot, even though every cell in my mind was screaming at me to stop, to turn around, to run as far and as fast as I could. My heels clicked softly on the pale wood floors of the penthouse as I crossed the space between us, each st
He didn't look up when I walked in. He was pouring himself something amber from a heavy glass bottle, slow, like he had all the time in the world, like I wasn't even there. He was wearing a black sweater pushed up to his elbows and dark pants and his hair was slightly damp at the temples li







