Ruin me, Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 221 - チャプター 230

I woke up Saturday and didn't lie there.Just got up. It felt like my body had already made a decision my brain was still catching up to.I'd barely slept. Not miserably. Just that wired, humming kind of sleeplessness where you're too aware of things to go under properly. His forehead against mine in the kitchen. The way he'd said, "Once I stop, we can't go back to before." The pressure I'd felt before sleep, like weather coming.I showered. Got dressed in something I felt like myself in. Came downstairs.The kitchen was empty for the first time in days.Coffee was still made. He'd prepped it before going wherever he went. His absence had a shape now. I poured my cup and leaned against the counter in the quiet and felt it.He came in twenty minutes later from the gym. Hair damp. That specific wrecked version of himself that came from actually working hard. He went to the fridge without stopping."Morning." Over his shoulder."Morning." I watched him over my cup.He turned from the fri

I did not need the alarm.I was awake before it, eyes open in the dark, ceiling above me, the room still and quiet. Three seconds of ordinary consciousness before I remembered what today was.Tomorrow. He said tomorrow. Tomorrow is today.I lay there with that for a moment. Let it settle into my chest. My heart was already beating differently, not the anxious flutter of the last several weeks, not the tight-chested dread or the desperate wanting. Just alive. Every nerve awake and paying attention and completely certain.I got up.Took my time in the bathroom. Shower, properly. Moisturizer. Things I did not always bother with but wanted to today, not for him but for myself because I wanted to feel completely like myself. All the way present. All the way there.I looked at my reflection when I was done. Not the mirror moment from weeks ago when I had told myself to make a decision. That was behind me. This was different. I looked like someone who had slept well and knew exactly where sh

Up. Back on the bench. Face the ceiling.I scrambled onto the cold leather, lying flat on my back. The second my shoulders touched it he was on me.His knees straddled the bench on either side of my head, heavy balls brushing my forehead. In one brutal motion he hooked both my arms up and back, locking them behind my own neck in a full nelson. My elbows wrenched high, wrists trapped against the base of my skull. Then he folded my legs forward, crushing my knees to my shoulders, ankles dangling uselessly by my ears. I was bent in half like a pretzel, completely immobilized, my dripping cunt tilted obscenely toward the ceiling, lips puffy and shining with need.The ceiling above the bench was one giant mirror.I could see everything. Me, helpless, folded, tits squashed flat, my soaked pussy spread wide open and visibly throbbing. Him towering over me, veins bulging in his powerful forearms as he held the nelson locked tight. My hole kept clenching and fluttering, leaking steadily onto m

He didn't let me walk. His hand wrapped tight around my throat and he marched me forward until my shins bumped hard into the seated-row bench. The cables were already loaded, heavy plates hanging in the quiet gym, waiting.He shoved me down onto the seat, letting my back slam just lightly against the pad, then he yanked my wrists up high and snapped the carabiners around them. The cables went instantly taut. My arms stretched wide and high, and my shoulders pulled back hard, immediately forcing my tits to thrust forward obscenely, and my nipples stiff and aching.He dropped to one knee, wrenched my legs apart until the burn screamed through my hips, and locked my ankles into the hip-thrust machine footplates. The position spread me so wide it hurt, but just a little and in the best way, tilting my pelvis up and leaving my pussy completely exposed. My pussy was swollen, dark pink, and shining with a thick layer of my own mess. A fat drop of arousal detached from my hole and fell straig

He flung me onto the mattress like a used sex toy.The cool silk duvet kissed my burning skin for only a heartbeat before his full weight came down on me. His knees forced my thighs apart so wide my hips screamed. The massive black-framed ceiling mirror above the bed swallowed us whole, lit perfectly by the recessed lights.I saw myself. My skin was flushed deep crimson, and my boobs were heaving with every desperate breath. My nipples were painfully hard, and my pussy lips was swollen to twice their normal size and glistening obscenely, a thick, pearly strand of creamy arousal already dangling from my gaping hole and stretching toward the sheets.He grabbed my ankles in one brutal grip and wrenched them up and over until my knees smashed into the mattress beside my ears. The stretch was excruciating. My spine bowed violently off the bed. My ass was lifted high, and my pussy tilted straight up like an offering. The cold air kissed my exposed, dripping hole and I clenched hard, as ano