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She shakes her head but remains leaned against me. “It’s all on them. We’ll figure it out. I promise.”

I want to believe her.

Fuck, how I do.

“Did CJ, um, hurt you?” I ask, dreading the answer.

“No.” She pauses. “Not yet.”

Not yet.

My stomach roils with disgust.

“Rae…”

“I need you to be my first.” Her voice quavers. “Please, Ronan. I’m so damn scared, but I refuse to let them take this from me. Please. I beg of you.”

I press my lips to her mouth, needing her to understand I’d do anything for her. Any-fucking-thing. She surprises me by parting her lips and thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Raegan tastes familiar. Like home. Like happiness and love. Because of that, I’m unable to keep from kissing her back. With a hunger of what used to be. Nostalgia sweetening the kiss.

Her hand slides down to my lap, rubbing over my flaccid cock through the denim. The idea of my dick inside her is one I can’t seem to wrap my head around. She’s Raegan. My sister and agirl. She’s not Ryder. And, in all the fantasies I had about sex, I’d imagined me being the one penetrated. Not the other way around.

How can I do this?

I’m not sure, but I’ll have to figure it out and quickly.

“Are we doing this?” she whispers, vulnerability making her voice crack.

“Y-Yeah,” I murmur. “Yeah, Rae, we’re doing this.”

She pecks my lips and then pulls away to work at unfastening my jeans. I sit up on my knees, helping her so she can drag my clothes down, freeing my limp cock.

Fuck.

What if I can’t get it up for her?

“It’s not hard,” she says, uncertainty in her tone. “What do we do?”

I sigh in frustration. “You have to get it hard.”

Her hand encircles my cock and it pulses with interest. I try not to focus on the fact Logan could come in at any second, instead on the way her soft hand strokes me up and down. It’s different from the way Ryder’s hand felt. His actions were practiced, whereas hers are unsure. Still feels good, though.

“Like this?” she breathes.

“Uh, yeah.”

My sister works my dick until it’s at half-mast before pulling away. I can hear her fumbling for her clothes. The chill of the evening settles over my dick and naked thighs as I wait for what comes next. Then her hands are on my shoulders as she straddles my thighs. My half-hard dick rubs against her pussy lips. Just like in the magazines, except that the women there were mostly bald and my sister has hair that tickles against me.

I think about the magazine…the pretty assholes those women had. I bet Raegan has a pretty asshole. My dick thickens, heat flooding south.

She reaches between us, grabbing hold of my dick, and then tries to line it up with her entrance. It’s dry and the tip of my dick refuses to breach the opening.

“Get it wet, Rae, otherwise it’s not going in.”

Her lips brush against mine and then she slides off me. She shuffles some more before her hot breath is on my dick. I groan as it feathers over me. Okay, yeah, that feels nice. Rae’s soft hand once again curls around me, but this time, her mouth joins the fray.

Holy fuck.

Her slick tongue dances over my crown as she wets my tip. A groan of surprised pleasure escapes me. That feels good. Really good. My cock swells in her grip.

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