Aliya’s bedroom door was closed but not locked. The only light came from the small lamp on her nightstand. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, legs spread wide, one of her mother’s old silk scarves stuffed between her teeth so the sounds would stay quiet. In her right hand she held a thick purple vibrator, the kind that buzzed deep and strong. She had already been at it for almost twenty minutes.The head of the toy pressed hard against her swollen clit. Her hips rolled in small desperate circles. Every few seconds she pushed the thick shaft inside herself, then dragged it back out slick and shining before pressing it to her clit again. Her free hand squeezed one breast, pinching the nipple roughly the way she imagined Damon would.“Mmmmph… Damon…” The name came out muffled around the scarf, low and broken. “Ahhhh… fuck me… please…”She closed her eyes and pictured him. Their stepbrother. Tall, broad shoulders and muscle from the gym. The way his sweatpants hung on his hips
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