Ruin me, Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

The dinner kept going and it was starting to feel like I'm no part of the dinner, felt like I was watching, like a fucking theater.Mom was serving pot roast while Dad talked about investor meetings and business expansion, and Jax was nodding along as it was obviously starting to be a Dad discussing business with his son.I passed the salad bowl and answered Mom's questions about the Madison boutique pre-orders—launch timeline, marketing strategy, all very normal daughter things—while my pussy was still throbbing from everything he'd done to me hours ago.Everything lies.Perfect family dinner on the surface. Underneath, complete chaos.His foot found mine again, under the table.I pulled away immediately. Not here. Not now. Too fucking risky."You two seem to always enjoy dinner more than we do, but still look for a way to miss the next one," Mom said suddenly, and my blood went cold.Dad looked up from his plate. "Yeah, well I did mine when I was younger, wouldn't blame them."Oh fu

My sound through the gag was filthier now. I was making all sorts of sounds, begging, pleading, unintelligible but very clear in meaning.Please. Please let me cum. Please give me more. Please.As if he heard what was in my head."Not yet," he said again. "You can take more. We're just starting."Oh god. Fuck.This was going to be a very long session.Then his fingers pushed inside, two at once, and he filled me up finally.Yes.He pumped them slow and deep, finding that perfect spot inside me, angling just right, and making sure it's the perfect amount of pleasure he was passing through me.He pumped in, and moved the tip of his fingers in a snake-like motion deep inside my pussy."Unfff." Fuck, I’m literally on fire.He added his thumb to my clit, and my brain felt like it was hot-wired. The stimulation was too much, and perfect in a way that I don't understand, but I knew I was about to break.Right there. Right fucking there.He pumped and pumped and I could feel myself drenching

His hands were at the straps behind my head, unbuckling the gag gently.When he pulled the ball out my jaw ached and my mouth was dry but I was free to speak."Hmmm—" My voice came out hoarse. "I need—"I couldn't even finish. He kissed my mouth, tasting me. "I know. I've got you girl."Everything else stayed. My wrists are still tied, legs still spread wide, and the blindfold is still on."I want you helpless while I fuck you," he explained. "Can't close your legs, touch me, can't touch me even though you really want that?"I nodded frantically. I didn't even care, just needed him inside me now."Good girl," he said. "Very good girl."I whimpered at the praise.He positioned himself between my spread legs, and I felt his dick pressing at my entrance, not entering yet, still teasing even now."Please," I begged, my voice was raw. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me. Please."He pushed in slowly, torturously slow. Inch by inch, filling me.My reaction was immediate, gasping, as I was

I woke up alone.The bed was empty, cold from where he'd been. I remembered our new rule, and thought about how it's the right decision.But fuck, it felt lonely.I checked my phone. 7:03 AM. Time to get up and have a normal Monday morning like nothing happened, or change.Except everything had changed.My body was very aware of last night. I was feeling sore everywhere. The kind of sore that came from twenty-two edges and being fucked thoroughly after.My jaw ached slightly from the gag. My wrists had faint marks that would probably fade before afternoon. My pussy was tender in that satisfying way that made me remember exactly what we'd done.I stood under the shower letting hot water soothe everything, and my mind kept replaying the crazy moment.The crazy moment when I heard Dad's footsteps, and I saw the doorknob turning. How close we'd come to everything exploding.What if he had walked in? Opened the door instead of just checking it was closed? Seen us naked in my bed, with Jax'

The ray of the orange morning light shown across the room, waking me up, and the first thing I did was remember last night. The conversation, and the pain returned immediately. Freshly.I checked my phone. There were no messages from him. And I could say i expected My certainty was still there though. I did the right thing. It's painful, very painful but still the right thing to do.Time to get up. Shower, get ready and have a boring day.Down the hall, Jax was probably waking up too. In his room where he'd barely slept, I was guessing, probably staring at his ceiling, replaying our conversation, and every single thing in his head again.Everything I said, the questions i asked. They were probably killing him.His certainty was probably unchanged though. It's real, she'll see eventually.But the waiting, that has to be torture.I tried to get ready, and I did. It was my normal routine. The dread was real for both of us. How to act, what to say, and how to pretend everything is norma