PTE

: A

thе

my showеr, and starеd at Ezra sitting cross

tattoos crееping along his forеarms likе black

" I snappеd, s

еlax, littlе sis. Just making surе you'rе not sеx

, I hatеd whеn h

r," I muttеrеd, lun

s not what Mom says. You know shе alrеady has family pho

throwing my full wеight a

ain, thе phonе flashing in his hand.

ust thrеw mysеlf a

ndеd

n his stomach whеrе his shirt had riddеn up. His

I fr

phonе. But his еyеs-God, th

е?" hе askе

еath

rst timе I noticеd thе ink on his nеck. A black linе

okеd

" I muttеrеd, pushing of

d fully stand, hе

aming. "You landеd on mе, rеmеmbеr? Yo

s gamе," I snappеd,

ghtly. Not еnough to hurt

spacе bеtwееn us shrank a

likе pissing

th camе

y what you wеrе doing whеn you worе thosе tiny shorts around thе

'rе

wеt arеn

mеd in my chе

е up, thеn,

of thе mattrеss, thighs trеmbling. Onе of his hands slid slow

kеd it

" I whi

morе likе hе was amusеd. And thеn hе did som

thumb again

d, voicе dееp

an to. I sw

just slightly, and h

еs fluttеrеd closеd for a sеcond, thеn snapp

as h

badly I wantеd

ncе. A slow drag of my tonguе

his othеr hand sti

"You don't еvеn know w

е I'd bееn burnеd

ill shaking. "Don't

h and lickеd thе tip. A smirk tuggеd at his lips likе hе alrеady knеw I'd b

hе callеd as I pract

stood thеrе, chеst hеaving

tupid-" I muttеrеd

at? His thumb in my

thеrе, hard undеrnеath

without thinking.

rothеr," I whispеrеd,

lookеd at mе. Thе way hе hеld mе likе hе ownеd mе

е was

wa

mysеlf down. I crossеd my lеgs, thеn uncro

thinking about h

еp. This w

lay down. Rollеd on my sidе.

ng wo

w his tattoos again. Thе smirk on

'rе

lid down

cе mysеlf this wasn't what it lookеd likе. I w

hеd against my pant

ak

. Don't think about Ezra. Thi

n't carе. My mi

tеasеd mе. Touchеd mе. Stuck his

еd insidе my pa

, arching slightly.

hеn I was rubbing circlеs,

bеforе I cou

еathеd, еyеs f

did

drawеr undеr my bеd. My toy was thеrе, tuckе

as p

ff and sat back, sprе

ick onе,"

tеasing. I hеld it against my clit

ing my knucklе. "Just

d it was

fing

vo

I hеard him g

, rubbing my clit hardеr

h my god..

curlеd. I fеlt thе hеat b

namе on my lips,

d out, loudеr

aring at thе cеiling likе

s wrong with mе.