Tamed By The Devil Stepbrother
I whispered, my voice hoarse, barely audible in the empty room.
The door slammed open, and my heart lurched. Nolan stood there, shirtless, his sweatpants slung low, the hard outline of his cock already straining against the fabric. His dark eyes burned with that predatory hunger, a wicked smirk curling his lips as he took in my sprawled form, my fingers still circling my clit. “Well, look at you, sis,” he growled, his voice low and dripping with lust. “Jenna’s gone, and you’re still playing with that greedy pussy. Couldn’t wait for me, could you? My little slut’s always ready for more.”
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