Lahat ng Kabanata ng You Are Mine, Little Sister: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 66

He struggled against me when I dropped to a crouch and seized his hands. I've dealt with stronger men with lesser strength.I bound his hands behind his back with the phone cord. It wasn't as long as I'd hoped. I couldn't tie him to a chair, but he'd do just fine hogtied on the floor like a trussed pig.I picked up my bloody blade and cut him in the knee to restrict movement. He cried like an animal in a slaughter house.This was the only time my pulse raced beneath my skin. This very moment when I was about to cut someone open. Fuck, I could never get used to the thrill.Kurtis was a mess before me. With his hands secured behind him and his knee weeping blood, there was only little he could do in terms of movement. The asshole was stuck before me—like I wanted."Please, man," snot and tears ran trails down his face. "I'm sorry..."Right now, I must look light a nightmare. A few damp strands of my wavy hair stuck to the side of my face, brushing too close to my right eye."Why don't w

RALISeventy hours. That was how long we'd spent on the boat. We were four hours away from docking, and how much I'd yearned for the moment. I leaned against the counter, drinking from my third glass while letting the thump of bass-heavy music guide my eyes to the hired performers on the dance floor. "Now that is some premium waist work. Imagine a man like that riding me. Ooh!" Lilian let out a breathy moan beside me, fanning herself with a hand.I nearly snorted wine out of my nose.Ava laughed and smacked her on the arm. "You came here with a partner, Lilian! Stop fantasizing over some hot male performer.""Oh, please. If I wasn't with Tavis for his overflowing bank account, I'd have ghosted him nineteen months and three overdrafts ago. I could tally up all the minutes he's lasted on top of me and it wouldn't be enough to make up one full episode of Bridgerton."That did it. I choked, coughing into my glass and laughing uncontrollably. The wine felt like it t

His hand found my waist and yanked me into him to meet his thrusts. I nearly choked on the pleasure of it.He continued jerking my hips to meet his every stroke. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold back on screaming. I really needed to get him to stop. Shaking, I leaned down and did the one thing I might probably hate myself for for the rest of my life. I kissed him. This time, it wasn't him claiming me. It was my lips pressing hungrily to his.He didn't reciprocate but let me take all of it, and almost immediately, he stilled inside me, filling me with his cum. He growled low as he yanked my hair and took over the kiss. It was fast, wet, and fevered.To my dismay, it was enough to get me off my own edge. It felt like moments until he released my sore lips, his cock still buried between my legs. His forehead touched mine, our breaths tangled like our bodies had done."You know," he muttered. "I wouldn't mind if this is all I get to do for the rest of my damn life. You're my