Page 28 of The Unruly


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“Blindness is not a birth defect, dumbass,” she snaps, drawing me away from the forbidden fantasy. “Lots of people are blind and that’s not because they had sex with their sister. It’s just a thing that happens to some people. Like being deaf. I’ve read lots about disabilities. It’s just biology and maybe God too.”

“Regardless, nothing can happen. Dad won’t allow it.”

She opens her mouth with an indignant response no doubt, and it’s in that second I make the decision to kiss her.

Just a taste.

One tiny taste before I’m sent away from her forever.

I deserve it. We both do.

She makes a sweet keening sound that has me desperate for more than a taste. I need a bite. A whole fucking meal of her.

Holy fuck.

I’m devouring my sassy sister’s wicked mouth and it tastes like heaven.

It’s everything I didn’t know I wanted.

Her heels bruise my ass as she uses them to pull me closer. A groan of overwhelming need rattles out of my chest. Because I can’t control myself, I grind against her pussy with my cock. The sounds she makes now are needy—almost begging for more.

Fuck.

I need more.

I need all of her.

“Fuck, I’ll miss you,” I murmur over her mouth before nipping at her bottom lip. “You taste so goddamn perfect like I dreamed of.”

This is wrong.

Everything that Dad worried about.

I’m guilty as fuck and don’t even care. Not now. Not in this moment.

My palm slides under her T-shirt, eagerness to feel all the soft parts of her taking over. Her ribs beneath my fingertips make her seem delicate and fragile. Like she’s something I need to protect at all costs—with my life. Our tongues grow more frantic as our kiss turns ravenous.

I need more.

I need all of her.

My thumb grazes the underside of her breast over her bra. It would be so easy to continue along this wrong path that feels so right.

I have to stop before it goes too far.

Before I ruin everything because I’m horny as fuck for my sister.

“My nipple,” she pleads, her breath hot against my mouth. “Touch it. Please.”

So much for self-control.

How the hell am I supposed to deny her when she begs so sweetly?

Like an animal, I roughly yank her bra away from her breast, revealing her silky skin to my roving hand. She lets out a sound of pleasure as my thumb seeks out her nipple. When I pinch her nipple between my thumb and middle finger, she jolts at the touch.

I need more.

I need all of her.

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