Desired By My StepDad and His Son
"The risk? The lie?"
"Yes," she moaned, her head lolling back. "Ah... yes! Harder, Damien!"
"You're a little brat," he growled, increasing the pace. "A little, spoiled brat who wants her mother's boss to ruin her."
"Ruin me then," she challenged, her voice a desperate whisper. "Just... oh! Right there!"
Damien found the spot, hitting her G-spot with every deep, punishing thrust. Rhema’s vision began to blur, the pleasure building into a towering wave that threatened to drown her. She could hear her mother’s footsteps returning, the soft thud of heels on the carpet.