Taboo Passions (Sylvia & Zach 1-3)

He kissed and nipped his way up her neck, moved to her ear where he tugged that tiny lobe between his teeth and enjoyed the sounds of her pleasure, of the wet noises between her legs as he stroked and teased her quim.

“That’s it,” he husked, his dick still hard as steel against her ass as she bucked and ground against it.

She was soaking the front of his pants with her sweet essence, her body rocking against it like she wanted nothing more in the world than his cock in her. And he couldn’t wait to finally stick it in. He just had to decide where...

~Chapter 23~

It was too much. Her entire body was overloaded with sensation, and she’d lost track of how many times she’d cum. She was a panting, wet mess, and still she wanted more. She might’ve put the panties on, but she hadn’t gotten off since he’d teased her the night before. She didn’t want to reward such impure thoughts.

Look what that got you, she thought to herself scornfully as she panted for breath, her head tilted so that he could kiss her neck.

It was so wrong, but he felt so right, and she wasn’t even close to wanting to be done. There was a sliver of shame, though, that kept telling her to put an end to it before they went too far.

But as his teeth nipped her neck, and another tremor went through her, she just wanted more.

After all, it was everything she fantasized about Jacob, but… better. Her brother was crueler in how he controlled her, but he was so attentive. So much… better at pleasing her than even her fantasy man.

As for looks, well… he was every bit the same big, hulking hunk that Jacob was. And then some. Only he shared the same family name as her, the same house, and called her ‘sis’ even as he got her off…

Aside from that, Zach was making her dreams come true in ways she’d not dared or been able to think up.

And those warm kisses and nips… they were such a sweet contrast to the way he pinned her down, controlled her, made her cum on his terms.

She moaned again, and she knew she needed to have him. To feel what his cock was like. To feel him deep inside her, raw, hot, throbbing with need.

She wanted to know what her body did to him. The body he’d always teased her for. She wanted to see it bring him more pleasure than he knew what to do with.

But how could she beg for her brother to fuck her? Even if he had just got her off, she still had some shame. Some decency.

He licked up her neck, growling a little before he took his weight off her. She was free to go, for that moment, and she knew she should take it. Run up to her room. If she was still so horny, she could take care of it. She could handle it herself.

But instead she moved forwards, closer to him. She was trembling like a newborn lamb, but it didn’t stop her from grabbing for his belt.

~Chapter 24~

Zach was nearly bestial with his desire, he could barely control himself with his sister. He had done a lousy job of it altogether in fact. Seeing her move in against him only prodded him on further, began to batter down his control. His plan to draw things out and savour his little sister over the next week…

That was it, he decided, looking her over, her jeans down, panties to the side, top tugged up, looking like a hot, sexy mess.

He had to have her.

He reached down to his shirt, tugged it up off his body, revealing all those valleys and ridges of his abs and pecs, the bulging muscles that she’d seen before, but never quite like this. Not undulating with his lusty breathes, holding a light sheen as he brought his hands back down to work at his fly, get his pants undone… show her that immense bulge in his boxer-briefs.

“You’re my pet for this next week,” he growled again, reinforcing that point upon her as he pushed his thumbs down the runners-v towards his groin, tugging his underwear down to let that hefty dick bob out.

Proportionately as big as the man himself, it was a thick, rigid pole, pulsating with blood and desire, ribbed with prominent veins as it climbed up at a gentle curve towards his thick, purple crown.

She’d never seen one up close. Or at least, not one so big. He could tell, with the way she moved in, trying to get a better look at it. All her lusty motions, the fact that she’d cum on his hand so many times, it couldn’t compare with the expression on his bratty sister’s face.

It was awe.

Seeing her there before him, helplessly his, he wanted nothing more than to pound her into the couch, fuck her raw and cum inside he

r again and again. But he was in control, he reminded himself. He’d make her work for it.

“Suck it,” he commanded, reaching out after he tugged his jeans down those few inches more, let his heavy, cum-laden balls dangle freely. He grasped at her ponytail, tugged her in towards his dick. “Be a good pet, lick your treat.”

It wasn’t what she expected, and that made him feel even better about his decision. He looked down on his sister as she glanced up at him, before her eyes returned to that throbbing pole in front of her.