Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)
RILEY
He stood there in the living room, eyes flicking between me and Jax, suspicion carved deep into his face. Jax’s fingers were still pressed against my soaked, cum-filled pussy through my shorts, rubbing slow teasing circles like he didn’t give a single fuck that my brother was two feet away.
“Riley,” Roland said again, voice low and dangerous. “Is he fucking you?”
I swallowed hard. Jax’s middle finger pushed the fabric of my shorts and panties into my dripping hole, forcing a tiny whimper out of me.