Chapter 28 #2
“Breathe for me, doll,” I murmur into her ear.
“That’s my girl. Keep relaxing for me.” I kiss over her neck and find the spot that makes her mewl for me.
Madison arches her back, pushing her breasts flat against my chest. I groan as she scratches her nails down my back as I squeeze more of my cock inside her tight heat.
There it is.
I lick and suck the spot, taking my time until she melts beneath me.
“Ryder, please,” she whines.
“God, sis, I love how needy you are for me.” I grab the backsides of her legs and shove them until her knees almost touch her shoulders.
I draw back from her neck to meet her gaze.
She must see what I plan to do next, because fear creeps into her eyes right before I slam the rest of the way inside her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck ,” I whimper. Her inner walls clamp around me, strangling me worse than the condom did.
Madison throws her head back and screams—and not in the way I love. She struggles against me, as if she’s trying to get me off of her. I freeze, my heart lurching into my throat and panic seizing my muscles. Tears swim in her eyes, and her cries shrink to small whimpers the longer I hold still.
I know I’m thick, but I’ve never gotten this type of reaction before.
“Baby?” I whisper.
She covers her face with her hands, muffling her cries as though she fears they’ll offend me.
I move to my knees and drop my gaze to where we’re joined, as if it’ll answer my concerns. Madison whimpers from the slight movement, her thighs clenching around my waist. I shift my gaze back to her face and tilt my head.
“Be honest with me,” I murmur. “Have you ever slept with anyone?”
She shakes her head.
How? How the fuck is she ? —
“You were a virgin,” I breathe, shocked that she’s gone this whole time without fucking someone.
Madison drops her hands by her sides and looks at me with tears swimming in her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry?” I clench my jaw. Despite my blood boiling at her apology, I keep my touch soft as I wrap her legs around my waist. “Why the fuck are you apologizing to me?”
“Because I didn’t tell you.” She swallows hard and averts her gaze. I snatch her chin and force her to look at me. She can’t run from me. There’s no more hiding. “I just didn’t want you to get turned off by it. I really want?—”
I groan and swoop down, capturing her lips with mine to shut her up. She’s talking too much, and it’s pissing me off even more. How the fuck did I not realize she’s been a virgin this whole time?
Madison gasps into the kiss, and I take full advantage by slipping my tongue past her parted lips.
There’s no hesitation when she returns the gesture.
Her arms loop around my shoulders, pulling me closer to her, which makes my dick slip back inside her cunt.
We both groan at the same time but don’t part from the frenzy as our lips, teeth, and tongues mark the other.
I ease my dick deeper inside her, allowing her the needed time to get used to my size. She winces and freezes beneath me. Our lips stay pressed against each other as we share each breath. I open my eyes and watch her face as I reach between us and rub her clit.
“There’s nothing about you that will ever turn me off, sis.
” I kiss the corner of her mouth and bury myself to the hilt, all the while strumming her bundle of nerves to dull the pain with pleasure.
I had planned on fucking her hard and letting out some of my anger, but I can’t do that to her.
She deserves soft and loving for her first time. It’s new territory for me.
It may be a bad time to ask when I’m barely holding on to my last shred of control, but I need to know how she’s made it untouched.
I heard the whispers in the hallways about Mickey sleeping with her and how she was a freak in the bedroom.
Clearly they were rumors, and if the bastard wasn’t already dead, I’d kill him myself.
I want to kick my own ass for even believing those lies.
“How the fuck were you a virgin this whole time?”
“It was the one thing I had control over.” Her words weigh heavy on my soul. She whispered them, but they might as well have been screams. “Dad has been controlling me since I was a kid. He forced my engagement to Justin. I wanted one thing for myself, and that was my virginity.”
“Fuck.” I press my forehead against hers and close my eyes. My hips move on their own, drawing back and pulling out of her until only the tip is inside, then I ease in until I’m balls deep.
And she chose me.
“You’re not mad, are you?” She threads her fingers through my hair and pulls at the strands. I groan and clench my teeth together. Madison has to know what that does to me.
“No, baby. I’m not mad. Quite the opposite, actually. I’m trying very hard to be gentle.”
Madison tilts her head, brushing her lips against mine in a gentle kiss meant to tease me. “I don’t mind the pain.”
“You don’t understand.”
I’ll break you, I want to say, but I opt to bite back the plea. Because that’s what it is. I’m begging at this point, pleading for her to let me love her. To show her that this can feel good for her, too.
I put my weight into my palms on either side of her head, and my arms tremble with the effort.
Our hips move together as one. Every time I surge forward, she meets me halfway.
She doesn’t argue with me, already too far gone in the throes of pleasure.
Every now and again, she winces but doesn’t tell me to stop.
In fact, she gives as much as she gets—if not more.
I sit up on my knees and grab my phone. I don’t stop fucking her as I pull up the camera app and begin recording, angling the shot to show the place where we join.
She may be a cam girl who makes money off of content like this, but I’m a selfish bastard.
I want this for my own personal greed. For the nights when she won’t be in my bed and I can’t sleep.
Tingles shoot to the base of my spine as I near my orgasm. I thrust faster, then right before I come, I stop and circle my hips to grind against Madison’s clit.
I grab her throat and squeeze. It’s enough pressure to make her pupils dilate as fear flashes in her eyes, but not enough to suffocate her. It’s a message. One that says I own her. She’ll never get away from me, no matter how far she runs. I’ll always be right behind her.
Madison’s eyes roll into the back of her head, her inner walls clenching tighter on my cock.
Her lips part on a strangled scream, and her muscles contort as she orgasms. A breath hisses through my teeth as her cunt strangles my dick.
It’s enough pain for me to join her. I let go of her throat and grab her leg, hiking it higher for a better angle as I pound into her with loud grunts.
As I spill myself inside her, my gaze drops to my shaft, and I watch my cum leak out of her.
I push it deeper inside with every harsh stroke. Seeing it only makes me come harder.
My control slips.
I end the video and toss the phone onto the mattress, then pound harder into her until my cock softens and I’m out of breath. Madison fists my hair and yanks my face toward her. My eyes widen and a whimper slips out of me, but my shock quickly fades as her mouth crashes against mine.
Everything else around us melts away.
No shitty pool house made into a bedroom.
No parents sleeping in the main house.
No ex-fiancé whose name is on my list of people to kill.
No worrying about getting caught together.
It’s just us, finally giving in to the years of sexual tension. I could get lost in Madison for the rest of my life and wouldn’t care to ever find my way back. She’s given me everything I’ve been searching for.
The need to be seen.
To feel something other than apathy and self-loathing.
The adrenaline rush.
To feel wanted and given a fuck about.
Madison tugs my hair again , yanking my head back.
Jesus fucking Christ, that shit turns me on more than she fucking knows.
She licks her bottom lip, and I groan, loving how she’s tasting me on her mouth. I kiss over her jaw and rock my hips against her, my hardening dick bottoming out inside her. Madison lets out the cutest whimper, and I do it again.
How did I go years without this? Without her? Madison has officially ruined me for anyone else when it should have been the other way around. No other woman will ever live up to the high standards my stepsister set.
We stay like that for a while, basking in the glow of the high. Only the sound of my kisses on her throat fills the quiet room.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she says, breaking the silence.
I tense and raise my head to look down at her.
Is she already regretting this?
Madison’s expression becomes more guarded. “Say something.”
I slant my mouth over hers, kissing her deep but quick. “I can believe it.”
Surprise crosses her features. “What?”
“This would have eventually happened. You were made for me, Madison.”
I fought tooth and nail because of my attraction to her.
For the longest time, I believed we couldn’t be together for one reason or another.
If I hadn’t already given in, I would have sooner than later.
I never believed in any higher powers or fate, but Madison makes me a believer.
She’s been thrown into my path of self-destruction, and no matter how many times I dismiss her, there she is, back in front of me.
I don’t give a flying fuck what happens after this, so long as I still have Madison. I’ll burn the world just to keep her as mine.
Madison’s eyebrows pinch together, and she whispers in a broken voice, “I thought you’ve always hated me.”
I stay quiet, not wanting to break the moment between us by admitting that I hated her for a long time. But feelings change. Now I want to hide her away from the world and keep her to myself.
“Baby, I don’t hate you,” I say.
Pink creeps to her cheeks, and she hesitantly leans up, pressing her soft lips against mine. I groan and close my eyes, surrendering to the kiss and making the most out of it.
The kiss eventually slows, and I pull out of her, then get off the bed. I wet a washcloth in the bathroom and return to the bed to clean her. Madison winces a few times, and I gentle my touch so I don’t hurt her any more than I have to. I wipe away our combined cum, unable to look away from it.
She was a virgin. I came inside her.
My cock twitches as it hardens again. I don’t plan on fucking her right away. I’m sure she’s sore and needs a break, so I’m okay with holding her for a while.
Madison searches for her phone and picks it up when she finds it. I toss the rag aside, and right as I lower myself to the mattress, she gasps and leaps out of bed.
“I need to go.” She throws on her clothes, hopping on one leg as she puts on her leggings. “I don’t want our parents catching us together. Justin will probably look for me soon, and I really don’t want him to see us like this.”
My mood immediately sours at the mention of her ex. I sit up and scowl at her while she finishes dressing. I told her I have no problem being her dirty little secret, but now that I finally got to feel her beneath me, I want more. The world needs to know she belongs to me.
I stand and prowl toward Madison as she rushes to the door. “He won’t be a problem anymore.”
She freezes and slowly turns to look at me over her shoulder. “What do you mean?”
I stop directly behind her, leaving no space between us as my chest presses against her back. My fingers skate down her sides, a smirk lifting the corners of my mouth as she bites her bottom lip. I grip her waist and lean forward until my lips are beside her ear.
“Exactly what I said. He won’t be a problem anymore,” I whisper.
She turns her head, her gaze turning quizzical and unsure. “What did you do?”
I nip her earlobe and soothe the sting with my pierced tongue. Madison mewls and shifts her weight on her legs, not realizing she’s leaning back into me.
“Ryder,” she breathes.
“I meant everything I said about you being mine, little sister. No one will ever come between us. No one can keep you from me.”
She swallows hard, her cheeks turning a light pink. Her lips part but clamp shut in the next breath. I drop my hands from her waist as she opens the door. Then she leaves.
I close my eyes for a moment, breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth. The rush of adrenaline and dopamine fades like the ocean tides sucking away from the beach. It leaves me chasing after the feelings and coming up empty-handed as water slips through my fingers.
My glare shifts to the black box on the ground, where I’d been sitting while watching Madison sleep. Justin’s fingers are inside as a souvenir.
He isn’t out of the picture. Not yet, anyway. He will be soon enough, but until then, he needs a reminder to keep his mouth shut or deal with the consequences.
I cross the room and snatch my phone off the bed, then open the video I recorded of Madison. It plays as I type out a caption over a clip of her bouncing on my cock smeared with her pleasure.
Madison will be mad if she finds out about this, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.
I pull up Justin’s number, then send the video to him, followed by a text.
This your girl, bro?