She was ours to play with.
Ours to torment. And ours to pleasure.
My curiosity got worse. I hadn’t seen her since we left her in that bedroom. I didn’t even see Noah afterward.
Corey and I were able to keep Dad and Eva from entering her room until late in the evening. Her mother was worried about her missing dinner but whatever pill Noah slipped her, kept her sleeping like the dead.
Eva gave up on trying to wake her. Dad made a fuss over Milla working too hard and needing proper rest. So, Corey and I sat through dinner with them while both Noah and Milla remained absent at the table.
Milla hadn’t eaten a thing since those few bites at brunch yesterday. A sliver of concern wrapped around my chest at the thought.
I couldn’t believe I was worrying over her. She was the one who sneaked into our home with her mother, determined to take our dad away from us, and yet, like a fool I was concerned over her missing a meal.
Owing her a meal after she gave me the fuck of my life isn’t a big deal, I reasoned with myself. She deserved at least that much.
Climbing out of bed, I headed into the bathroom.
Kicking off my boxers in a hamper, I entered the glass-walled stall and turned on the shower. A deep sigh escaped me as steamy, hot water drummed on my skin, washing away all lethargy.
Glancing down, I stared at my dick. The monster was still standing half-erect, refusing to go down.
Closing my eyes, I wrapped my fingers tightly over my length, imagining the tightness of Milla’s pussy. My cock responded at once, hardening in my grip.
A groan of pure pleasure escaped me.
The image of Milla’s curvy ass rose in my mind. I’d loved the feel of my fingers digging into those creamy, fleshy globes as I pounded into her.
My balls tightened at once.
I remembered the way she’d moaned. She’d been trying so hard not to make those sounds but her rising pleasure betrayed her.
She didn’t want us to know how much she liked having my cock inside her. Poor thing was a virgin at twenty-two but we weren’t. Corey and I’d been with enough girls to know how they sounded while enjoying sex.
All the muscles in my body tightened as my pleasure heightened. Fire spread through my veins, my balls hardening like rocks.
“Ahh, fuck!” I groaned out.
All my control broke as my body became taut, followed by a surge of intense pleasure.
Cum spurted from the head of my cock, splashing in thick, creamy waves against the shower wall. My breathing turned heavy and I needed to support my weight by resting my palm against the wall.
A moan escaped me as the heat of the water soaked into my skin.
Even though I just came, my mind couldn’t stop picturing Milla’s naked body. Those lush curves she hid under those baggy jackets were made to be stroked, licked, and bit.
“Fuck, Milla,” I groaned, feeling my cock growing hard again.
Reaching out, I turned the knob of the shower.
The hot water immediately turned cold. Instinctively, my hands came to rub my chest and arms, diverting my mind.
If I stayed in the shower much longer, I’d end up being here for hours. Switching off the water, I opened the stall and grabbed a towel.
Going back to my room, I got dressed for the day in my favorite ripped jeans and my usual black leather jacket. A look at the clock showed the time to be close to eight.
It was almost time to eat breakfast and head out.
Opening the door, I walked out into the hallway. A smile lifted the corner of my lips because Dad used a spare room in our wing to house Milla. Other than the three of us, there was no one else on this side of the manor.