Page 40 of Secrets of the Brother
I sucked my thumb and pressed the wet digit against her resisting hole.
“Ow! Don’t! I am! I am!”
I forced my thumb inside her tiny hole, taking a sick pleasure in how tightly it squeezed around my digit. I pumped my thumb in and out several times. Watching as the pale pink skin smoothed and whitened with the pressure.
Bianca groaned as her hips bucked.
I ground my crotch against her thigh. Fuck. As angry as I was, I knew I was too big to fuck her virgin asshole raw. I lowered the zipper to my jeans. Pulling my hard cock free, I wrapped my fist around the thick shaft and ran my hand up and down its length several times.
I flipped her onto her back.
I wrenched her knees open and wedged my hips between them. Placing my forearm near her head, I leaned over her. “Do you love him?”
She pulled on her restrained wrists. “Let me go, Enzo!”
My body shook with emotion. I blinked past the mist in my eyes. I notched the head of my cock at her wet entrance. “Answer me,” I growled, “do you love him?”
I didn’t want to know.
I needed to know.
Even though the answer might shred my very soul.
A tear escaped from the corner of her eye. “I love you,” she screamed. “Are you happy now? As stupid as it sounds, I still love you.”
The blood boiled in my veins with a possessive heat so intense I wasn’t sure I would survive.
With an absolute feral mating roar, I thrust deep inside of her.
Crashing through her maidenhead.
Shocked to my core, I pulled partially out and stared at my cock.
It was faintly streaked with virgin blood. “Jesus fucking Christ, Bianca!”
I stared down at her flushed, tearstained face. She sniffed. Fixing me with a defiant glare, she whispered, “You’re not the only one who can lie, Enzo.”
I pushed her hair back from her cheeks, cupping her face. My brow furrowed. “Why, baby? Why would you say something like that?”
She swallowed before licking her kiss-bruised lips. “Because I wanted to hurt you, like you hurt me.”
I pressed my forehead to hers and closed my eyes, “Goddammit, Bianca,” I groaned.
She jerked on her wrists, tears beginning to fall. “Untie me. I want to leave. Now!”
I pushed slowly back inside of her. “I’m sorry,tesoro mio. I can’t let you go.”
I shifted my hand to cup the back of her head as I pressed my mouth to hers. My tongue teased a response from her; my left hand shifted to gently caress her breast.
It took all the willpower I possessed not to thrust.
My cock was deep inside of her, but I kept my hips still as I kissed the corner of her mouth, the edge of her jaw, her neck. I placed open-mouthed kisses along the slim column of her neck, arching my back and bending to suck her nipple between my lips.
I flicked the hard nub with the tip of my tongue as I continued to cup and massage her other breast.
Waiting.
I slid my hand over her silky skin to her waist, then caressed her hip as I returned to kiss her neck.
