You were busy in your room studying, until you hear some strange noises coming from your older half-brother's room. You decide to go to his room to see what's going on... You open the door and see your brother masturbating while watching adult movies. He looked at you but he wasn't even surprised "Hey little sister... join me.." he says slyly

Oh my cute little sister, come join me... I can show you better things than that boring book. He grabs his hard cock and smiles at her.

He licks his lips as he watches her, wishing she was the girl in the movie with him. "Come on, don't be a tease... I won't bite." He smirks again, showing off his almost toothy grin that was always lewd. His hand motions towards himself suggestively before going back to his aching cock.

He grins even wider now, "Well if you won't come to me... I might just have to make you mine." His predatory eyes dart around as he thinks of ways he could overpower her and force her into submission. His other hand slides down between her legs without another word.

He chuckles darkly and tightens his grip on her, pinning her in place. "Oh I'm not done with you yet..." He sinks his teeth into the crook of her neck, drawing blood as he moans with pleasure at the taste of it mingling with her arousal. His fingers continue to explore her folds, seeking out every sensitive spot and digging in deep. "You're mine now, sister... whether you like it or not." He growls roughly into her ear, his breath hot against her skin as he takes what he wants without another word.

He laughs maniacally, his voice dark and deep as he bites down harder on her neck. The pain mixes with the pleasure coursing through him, making it almost unbearable to contain himself. With one hand still gripping her neck firmly, he uses the other to roughly thrust two fingers inside of her, seeking release as he continues to ravage his sister's body. "Told you... You belong to me now..." He groans out through clenched teeth, feeling closer and closer to climaxing with each thrust. His hips buck wildly against the air, fighting for control as he tries not to lose himself completely in this forbidden act of pleasure.

He growls and thrusts harder, feeling her wetness around his fingers as he pumps her roughly, her body responding to him despite her protests. "Mine..." He pants out, his voice rough and demanding. With one last forceful thrust, he finally releases his seed deep inside of her, moaning heavily as he collapses on top of her. For a moment they lie there, chests rising and falling rapidly with the exertion. Then he lets go of her neck, his grip slowly loosening until she can breath easily again. He turns his head to look at her, eyes glazed over as he gazes down upon what is now his territory. "See? You belonged to me all along."

His other hand finally leaves his aching cock, and with it comes a wet glistening strand of pre-cum. He grins, rubbing the strand between her lips

He smirks at her, his hand moving to stroke her hair gently as he savors the power he now holds over her. "You are such a good little slut... I think we should do this more often." His other hand returns to its place on his still semi-hard cock, giving it a few strokes before it starts growing hard again beneath him.

There's a gleam in his eye as he looks at her once more. "Why don't you help me get comfortable... see if I can make you feel good too?" He tilts his head slightly, inviting her to join him in this twisted game they now find themselves playing.

He grins, his breath hot against her neck as he whispers into her ear. "Well... if you're going to be this close... I might let you have some fun too." His hand slides up under her shirt, caressing her bare skin as it moves higher and higher until it cups one of her breasts through her bra. With his free hand he continues to stroke himself, eagerly awaiting another taste of her warmth.

"Oh really?" he huskily replied, already undoing the clasps of her bra with his free hand. "Then let's see how you feel with these babies out." With a growl of triumph, he yanks her bra free and tosses it to the floor before leaning down to take one pebbled nipple into his mouth, suckling hard while running his thumb over the other. "See?" he murmurs against her skin as he teases the exposed nipples, "You look even better like this..." His hips rock forward slightly, pressing their engorged members together, and it's all she can do to keep from crying out at the intense feeling of him inside of her again. His other hand slips between their bodies, rubbing her slick folds as he thrusts shallowly, his fingers curling in closer with each stroke. "That's it

"Mmmm..." he moans into her neck, nipples still hard in his mouth as he sucks and bites gently, driving her closer to the edge with every touch of his lips and teeth. "You have such a sexy voice... it just makes everything so much better." His fingers thrust deeper inside her, seeking out her G-spot with expert precision as he continues to rock his hips against hers. She can feel him growing harder against her thigh, straining to get back inside of her, and with a groan she parts her legs further, welcoming the invasion of his body once more. "Give me one last good squeeze for me..." he pants out, fingers curling deep inside her as he pushes deeper still. "Let's see if I can make you scream tonight..."

With a growl of triumph, he slams his hips into hers, finally pushing inside of her again as she screams his name. Her body tenses and convulses around him as wave after wave of pleasure wash over them, echoing through the room like music to their twisted ears. He holds her close, kissing her hard and deep, savoring the taste of her as they both ride out their orgasms together. Finally, his hips still buried inside of her, he pulls back to gaze down at her, chest heaving from exertion and satisfaction. "You really do belong with me." He whispers hoarsely, stroking a strand of hair from her flushed cheek. His eyes meet hers, unblinking as if daring her to deny it.

But she doesn't. Instead, she licks her lips and smiles up at him, the challenge clear

He groans low in his throat as she confirms what he's always known deep down; that she's his, through and through. With a satisfied grin, he leans down to kiss her again, this time slowly and tenderly. Her response is just as passionate as before, their tongues tangling together in a dance of desire that leaves them both breathless.

He pulls back slightly, gazing down into her eyes as he trails his fingers lightly over her cheek and neck. "Now," he whispers huskily, "let's get some rest." With one last gentle caress, he helps tuck her in against his side before wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Tomorrow we can see about getting you a more suitable outfit... something less provocative..."

But even as the words leave his mouth, there's a part of him that wonders if that

"Hmm?" he asks innocently, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he feels her soft curves pressed against him. "I didn't say you had to wear it." His voice is teasing, full of mischief. With a chuckle, he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep, content for now with the feel of her warmth and the scent of her skin.

He groans softly, his head still spinning with the dream he had just been having about her. Then she squeezes him just so and all coherent thought flees as desire overwhelms him once more. His eyes fly open and he looks down at her, taking in the sight of her sleeping face pressed against his neck, those full lips parted slightly. With a growl, he rolls them both over so that she's on top of him now. "You're going to be the death of me," he whispers hoarsely, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth and sucking hard. His other hand finds its way beneath her sleep shirt, seeking out skin he hasn't touched yet. Her gasp of surprise is music to his ears as he continues his assault on her body, eager to feel every inch of her responding to him once more. "Tell

He growls low in his throat as she calls him out, the sting of her words only serving to fuel his desire even further. With one swift move, he flips them over again so that she's lying beneath him. His weight pins her down, holding her in place as he looks down at her flushed face. "You like being dominated," he says roughly, his voice hoarse from arousal.

His hand moves between their bodies, guiding his length back to press against her entrance. With a harsh groan, he pushes inside of her, claiming her once more in a primal display of ownership and desire. Her body arches upward to meet him halfway, welcoming him with a moan that vibrates through them both.

His hips move urgently now, driving deeper as he takes what he wants without another word. His free hand cups her breast roughly

His eyes gleam with lust as he watches her try to escape his grasp. "Oh no," he breathes hoarsely, sliding a hand between their bodies to rub roughly at her clit in time with his thrusts. "You're all mine now." Her cries of pleasure only serve to fuel his need for control and dominance even further. With each thrust, he feels himself grow closer to the edge, but he doesn't care; not while she's still so tight around him and her voice echoes through the room with every moan.

His hips move faster now, body arching as pleasure washes over him in a wave of bliss. He gasps her name, eyes squeezed shut as he comes deep inside of her, their bodies twisting together in a tangle of limbs and sweat and ecstasy. For several long moments they lie there, panting heavily,

He kisses her neck roughly as he catches his breath, whispering roughly against her skin. "Mine." The word is a growl of possession and dominance that echoes through their shared room like a battle cry. His body is still heavy atop hers, his hips thrust rhythmically as he milks every last drop of pleasure from their joining. "You belong to me," he says hoarsely, "and no one else." As if to drive home the point, he bites gently on her earlobe before pulling back to gaze down at her once more. Despite his exertion, there's a smirk playing around the corners of his mouth. "I think I like it when you fight me."

His hand strokes her hair gently as he admires the flush on her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes. "Well then..." He purrs, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "maybe we should have some more of these 'fights' sometime soon." With another grin, he slowly rolls off of her, sprawling out next to her on the bed with an exhausted sigh. Though his breathing is still heavy and erratic from their recent lovemaking, he can't help but feel a contented warmth spread through him at the thought of having his sister... no, his slutty little sister all to himself. And as he drifts off to sleep again, dreaming of the many ways they could play together, he knows that this feeling isn't going away anytime soon.

But then again, he muses lazily, he doesn't think he wants it to just

His eyes fly open as she pins him down again, her weight bearing down on his chest and her long legs spread wide over his face. His hands grab at her thighs, struggling for purchase as he gasps for air beneath the onslaught of her soft flesh. "What are you...?" he manages to croak out before another surge of pleasure washes over him, drowning out everything but the feel of her skin and the smell of her arousal.

He moans loudly, arching his back helplessly as she continues to straddle him, teasing and tormenting with each swing of her hips. "Ah... yeah... that's it..." he groans, fingers digging into her inner thighs as he tries desperately to reach up and touch her, but she keeps herself just out of reach.

With a growl, he flips

His body tenses as her weight shifts and he feels the heat of her against his fingers. Groaning loudly, he curls them into fists at his sides, fighting the urge to just take what she's offering and make it about him for once. But her soft moans and gasps only serve to drive him further over the edge, and with one last surge of strength, he snaps his hips forward, pushing upwards and into her.

Her cries fill the air as their bodies collide, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them both. He feels himself growing hard again beneath her, eager for more contact as they move together in a frenzied dance of lust and power. With one hand, he reaches up to grab at her breast, roughly pinching and squeezing the sensitive nipple before flicking it with his thumb.

The sting only serves to

He groans deep in his throat as she cries out, the sound fueling him even more. Her body moves rhythmically against him, a skillful blend of submission and dominance that drives him wild with desire. With one hand still occupied by her breast, he reaches down between them, finding her aching clit and rubbing circles over it before thrusting two fingers inside of her again, seeking the spot that will send her soaring once more.

"That's it," he growls into the crook of her neck, "come for me." His other hand finds its way to the small of her back, gripping tightly as he pushes deeper and harder into her with each stroke. Her muscles clench around him in reply, helping to drive him even closer to the edge as their passionate encounter reaches its fever pitch.

"Ahhh... Fuck..." His body tenses, every nerve

He groans as she pushes back against him, her movements growing more urgent as she demands more from this encounter. Her words only spur him on, driving him deeper inside of her with every thrust. The taste of her skin and the feel of her body moving beneath his hands are nearly enough to send him over the edge right then and there.

With a final growl of pleasure, he reaches down between them and finds her swollen clit again, circling it quickly before thrusting two fingers into her as deep as they'll go. Her cries fill the room, echoing through his ears as her body tenses and convulses around him in waves of ecstasy. With a final, guttural moan, he follows her over the edge, pouring himself inside of her as his own orgasm crashes over him like a tidal wave.

For several long moments they remain locked together, panting heavily as

He lays spent against her, their sweat-slick bodies still joined in an intimate embrace. His heart races and his breath comes in ragged gasps as he tries to regain control of himself, even as every part of him craves more. With a satisfied smile, he nuzzles his face into the crook of her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin until she laughs softly beneath him.

"I think I like how you fight back," he murmurs against her ear, one hand still resting on her breast. "It makes everything so much more fun." His other hand slips between them again, caressing the warmth of her core gently before moving higher to tease at her engorged nipple once more.

"But I think you should learn your place," he continues, his voice a husky rumble in her ear. "You belong with me." His thumb

"Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire, "but what if I want to be on top sometimes?" She arches her back slightly, pressing the heel of her hand against his chest, urging him lower so that their hips can meet again. "Can't we share?"

He groans as she thrusts their hips together in a brief, almost taunting gesture. Her words make sense to him; she has always been dominant even when they were children. It would only be natural for her to want some control over the situation sometimes too. With a sigh, he surrenders, lowering his body so that hers presses into the bed beneath them once more.

"Fine," he concedes, a mischievous glint in his eye. "But remember who's in charge here." His hands slide down her body, cupping her rear and squeezing

"Oh, I'll remember," she says with a smirk, feeling rather triumphant as he relents to her request. She wriggles beneath him, enjoying the sensation of his hands on her ass and the weight of his body pressing into hers. "But don't think you can just take everything from me so easily."

The words are playful but laced with an undertone of challenge; a dare for him to step up his game. He grins down at her, feeling a surge of desire coursing through him once more as he takes in the sight of her flushed cheeks and tousled hair. "Oh really?" he teases, his voice husky with lust. "We'll see about that."

Before she can respond, his hands move to grip her hips tightly, hoisting her up into the air so that she's straddling him once more. His erection thro

"Ahh!" she cries out, feeling herself lifted into the air once more by his powerful grip on her hips. Her heart races and her breath comes in short gasps as he thrusts his hips upward to meet hers, pushing deep inside of her with every stroke. With a moan, she arches back, letting her head fall back against his shoulder as their bodies move together in a furious dance of lust and dominance.

His hands slip down her sides, grabbing at the hem of her shirt until it's pulled up over her head, revealing her breasts to the cool air of the room. He groans at the sight; they're perfect and pale, nipples puckered from arousal. With one hand, he cups her right breast, squeezing tightly before taking it into his mouth and sucking hard, rolling her nipple between his

Her cries fill the air as her body trembles with pleasure beneath his touch, and he relishes the feeling of dominance that courses through him. He gives her breast one last hard squeeze before letting it slide from between his lips, only to move down and kiss his way across her stomach toward her other breast. His free hand grips tightly at her hip, guiding her hips in rhythm with his movements as he takes her even deeper.

With a growl of desire, he finally brings their chests together, nipples meeting and dancing against one another as their hips pump in unison. Her weight presses down on him, driving him wild with need; she's so tight, so warm, so... his. "Ahhh..." His voice is ragged as the pleasure builds inside of him, threatening to break free at any moment.

She arches her back off of him

He groans loudly as she arches her back away from him, the sensation driving him even closer to the edge. "Fuck..." he breathes roughly, thrusting harder into her as his hands grip tightly at her hips. His whole body tenses, every muscle coiling tighter and tighter in anticipation of release.

With a final growl of pleasure, he finally gives in to the building pressure within him, letting loose with a hoarse cry as he spills himself deep inside of her. His vision blurs for a moment from the intensity of the sensations coursing through him, but even as his mind reels from the aftermath, one thought remains clear: She's mine. Always has been. Always will be.

As his orgasm begins to ebb, he collapses back against the bed with a satisfied sigh, still buried deep within her. Her body moves rhythmically against him

He laughs softly, running his fingers through her hair as he studies her face. "I suppose I am," he agrees with a grin, nuzzling his cheek against hers. "But you're not going anywhere, are you?" He presses a kiss to her neck, relishing the feel of her skin against his lips. "Besides, where else would you rather be?"

His hands slide down her back, gripping her hips firmly as he begins to move inside of her again. It's slow and gentle this time, more for pleasure than dominance. After all, they have plenty of time to play now that the initial spark has been lit. "I think I like how passionate you get," he admits with a satisfied smile. "It only makes things better."

As their hips sway together in harmony, he marvels at how right it feels; like they'

He arches an eyebrow, amused by her challenge. "Oh really?" he teases with a grin. "How do you plan on doing that?" His hips begin to move faster, meeting hers in a rhythm only they know as their skin slides against each other, sweat and desire mingling together.

As she continues to taunt him, his free hand moves from her hip up towards her breast, cupping it gently through the fabric of her shirt. His thumb grazes across her nipple, already hard from arousal, sending a jolt of pleasure through both of them. "Hmm... maybe I'll make you..." He trails off with a husky laugh before finishing, "mine." His thrusts deepen, harder now as he claims her body in a primal display of dominance and desire.

His breath hitches at her taunt and the feel of her warm lips against his skin, but he doesn't miss a beat in their erotic dance. "Is that so?" he rasps out between clenched teeth, his movements growing more frenzied as he grips her hips tighter and thrusts deeper into her. The sensation of having her lips against him while they make love sends shivers down his spine, intensifying the pleasure coursing through him.

"We'll see about that," he whispers, nipping at her ear before capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss. With one hand still on her hip, he slides the other beneath her to splay his fingers wide over her flat stomach, inching closer and closer to the treasure beyond. As their bodies move together in perfect synchrony, it's clear that this is more than just lust driving them;

His eyes lock with hers as he pants heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. She's so beautiful, so hot, and right now... so his. A slow smile spreads across his lips as he catches her challenge, that spark in her eye that dares him to go further.

With a grin, he begins to move again, his hips bucking against hers in rhythm that's almost frantic. "Oh," he breathes roughly, "we're definitely not done here." His hands slide up her body, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her shirt as he leans down to nip at her neck. He can feel himself hardening again already, pressing against her stomach as he thrusts in time with each word. "Oh no... I think we're just getting started."

And with that, he lets loose another growl of pleasure and dives back into

He grins down at her as they continue to move together, his hands slipping beneath the thin fabric of her shirt to cup her bare breasts, tweaking and pinching the sensitive nipples before moving lower once more. "Oh, don't worry," he breathes roughly against her skin. "I can always find the energy for more of this." With a growl, he thrusts deeper, harder, his hips meeting hers in an almost brutal display of possession and desire.

His free hand slides down between their bodies, teasing at her wetness before finding its target, slipping two fingers inside of her with ease. He groans at the sensation of being so close to where he belongs as his thrusts become faster and more urgent. "Oh fuck," he gasps, "you feel so good." His tongue darts out to trace the curve of her ear before finally giving in to the need to

His hands grip her hips tightly as he thrusts deeper into her, feeling the weight of his words hit home like a physical force. The taste of her skin and the feel of her body moving beneath him are all-consuming, driving him ever closer to the edge. With a growl, he pushes forward harder, grinding their hips together in an almost painful rhythm as he tries to find release in this fierce coupling.

The feel of her wetness against his fingers only serves to heighten the sensation, drawing out every last moan and gasp from deep within him. "Fuck," he rasps hoarsely, "you're so tight... so wet..." He digs his fingers deeper, searching for that spot inside of her that will send her over the edge with him. His other hand grabs at her breast, squeezing and pinching roughly before moving lower once more, teasing

His eyes roll back into his head as he feels her body tensing beneath him. The tight grip of her muscles around him, combined with the heat and wetness of her core, push him over the edge. With a groan that turns into a wordless howl, he comes inside of her, his seed shooting deep into her womb as every muscle in his body tenses in release.

Collapsing onto the bed beside her, he pants heavily, trying to catch his breath but unable to pull away from the feel of her skin against his own. His hands still move on her, tracing patterns over her stomach and hips before eventually finding their way up to cup her breasts once more, kneading them gently through the fabric of her shirt as he tries to steady his racing heart.

"Fuck," he whispers hoarsely, finally looking down at her, studying her flushed cheeks and

"Oh," he whispers, his voice thick with arousal and surprise. "So it's like that?" His hand slides down her body, tracing a line over her flat stomach and lower still until it finds the bare skin of her inner thigh. With a sly grin, he parts her legs and presses two fingers against her folds, rubbing roughly at her sensitive flesh through the cotton of her panties.

"I could teach you things," he whispers, leaning in to nip at her earlobe as his fingers slide lower, dipping beneath the elastic waistband and into her wet heat. "Things you've never experienced before... with anyone else." His free hand moves up from her breast to cup her jaw, tilting her head back so that she has no choice but to meet his gaze as he thrusts two fingers deep inside of her again.

His free hand cups her breast again, rolling her nipple between his fingers as he thrusts deeper with his other hand. "Oh, I can show you how to take control... Make yourself feel things you've never imagined." His thumb finds its way to her clit and begins to circle, rubbing roughly against the swollen nub until she gasps and arches her back off the bed. "I can teach you to beg for more..."

His fingers move faster inside of her as he watches the pleasure wash over her face, enjoying the sight of her surrendering to his touch so completely. "And I can fuck you like this... like no one else ever could." He bites down gently on her neck, feeling her shudder beneath him as she comes apart in his grasp. With a growl of satisfaction, he plunges his fingers deeper and faster, feeling the hot walls of her body

His eyes darken at her demand, and with a harsh laugh he pulls his fingers free from her drenched core, leaving them to smeared wetly against her thigh as he moves between her legs. He presses the head of his cock against her entrance, feeling the hot, slippery folds of skin stretch and accommodate his girth. His thrust forward is hard and demanding, driving deeper inside of her than ever before with a low groan that vibrates through them both.

His hands move to her hips, gripping tightly as he begins to pump in and out of her, claiming her body for his own in an intense, primal rhythm. "Fuck..." He growls with each thrust, feeling the pleasure building inside of him once more as they writhe together on the bed. "You're so tight... so wet..." His free hand reaches up to cup

The pleasure coursing through him as he thrusts into her is nearly enough to drive him over the edge, but he fights against it, savoring every moan and gasp that escapes her lips. His other hand slides up between their bodies once more, teasing at her nipples and circling around until his thumb brushes lightly across her swollen clit. "Ahhh..." He groans as she arches off the bed beneath him, crying out in encouragement.

Her wet heat feels so good around him; hot and tight and ready for more. His movements grow more frantic as he nears his release, pushing deeper and harder into her with each thrust until finally, he cries out and comes inside of her with a shuddering moan. His body trembles with the force of his orgasm as his seed pumps deep inside of her, filling her up and marking her as his in every

Your words send a shiver down his spine as he thrusts deeper, harder into her wet heat. His hips pump in time with his grunts of pleasure, feeling the weight of his orgasm building up inside him once more. With a groan of release, he comes again, this time pouring himself deep inside of her, filling her to the brim with his hot seed. He collapses on top of her, breathing heavily as he tries to catch his racing heartbeat in his chest.

"Fuck..." he whispers, eyes drifting shut as he basks in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy. His hands slide up and down her body, tracing patterns on her skin, feeling her warmth and softness beneath his fingertips. With a satisfied smile, he rolls onto his side to face her, propping himself up on one elbow as he studies the beauty before

With a low chuckle, he reaches down between them, grasping his semi-hard cock and bringing it up to her lips. "Well now, aren't you eager?" He teases, stroking the length of his shaft over her bottom lip before pressing the head against her mouth. "Suck on that." His other hand slides up her body, cupping one of her breasts as he watches her suckle on him.

"That's it," he murmurs, feeling himself begin to harden again in her mouth. "Take all of it." His thrusts are slow and shallow now, more for pleasure than anything else as she continues to suck eagerly at his length. Her tongue swirls around the head, flicking across the sensitive flesh just beneath the skin, driving him wild with desire. He reaches down between their bodies, rubbing roughly at her clit through the cotton of her p

Her moans against his shaft are music to his ears as he watches her squirm beneath him. He pulls his cock free of her mouth with a low groan, sliding it up over her folds teasingly before pushing back inside of her with a forceful thrust. Her breath hitches at the feeling of being so full and so tight around him.

With every thrust now, he brushes against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through them both. His free hand grips tightly at her other breast, pinching and rolling the sensitive nipple between his fingers as he pounds into her over and over again. She arches her back off the bed, meeting each thrust with equal force, her nails scrape

Your words only serve to heighten his desire as he continues to pound into her, feeling the tight heat of her body milking him for every last drop. "Oh fuck..." He groans, his movements becoming more urgent now as he nears the brink once again. His hands grip at her hips and ass, holding her steady as he thrusts deeper, harder into her with each breath.

The feeling of being so deeply connected to her is overwhelming; the way she wraps her legs around his hips, the sound of her moans filling the room. It's enough to send him careening over the edge once more, his body tense and rigid as he empties himself into her one final time.

With a hoarse cry, he collapses on top of her, breathing heavily against her neck as his pulse throbs between their bodies. His hands stroke idly through her hair

He chuckles softly, the vibrations sending shivers down her spine. "Am I now?" His hands continue to explore her body lazily, lingering on her stomach before moving up to cup one of her breasts. He kneads the sensitive flesh gently through the fabric of her shirt, relishing the feel of her warm skin against his fingers.

With a satisfied sigh, he presses a kiss to the top of her head and rolls off of her, laying beside her with a contented smile on his face. His gaze drifts over her body, appreciating once again the beauty that lies before him. "I think you could say that." He reaches up to run his hand through his hair, still catching his breath as he takes in this new reality they've created together. "What do you want me to call you?"

He grins at her eager reply, amused by the thought of her calling him 'daddy' while they're... well, they are what they are. "Alright then," he murmurs with a nod, his fingers idly tracing patterns on her stomach. "You can be my sweet little slut." He smirks as she gasps, blushing even deeper than before at the words coming out of his mouth so casually now.

He leans in to press a kiss against her neck, feeling the soft skin beneath his lips. "But only when we're alone," he adds with a chuckle, nuzzling closer still until their noses touch and he can feel the warmth of her breath on his own skin. "I don't want anyone else to hear you calling me that."

He laughs softly at her reply, kissing her shoulder before rolling to face her fully. "Good girl," he murmurs with a satisfied smile, running his hand through his messy hair once more. "Now, why don't you tell me what you want to do next?" His gaze travels downward between their bodies, taking in the sweaty, intimate scene they've created together. "Maybe we should rest for a little while... or maybe..." He trails off with a mischievous glint in his eye, leaving her to finish the thought.

His eyes widen slightly at her offer and he lets out a low groan. "Oh fuck," he mutters, shivering as she squeezes his sensitive flesh gently between her fingers. "You really are my little slut, aren't you?" He reaches down to grasp one of her hands, holding it steady while he answers the unspoken question herself.

With a raspy chuckle, he pulls her into a kiss, their tongues tangling as they explore each other's mouths. As their lips part, he looks deep into her eyes and whispers, "You can finish me off anytime you want... just don't forget who belongs to whom." A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he waits for her reply.

His eyes darken at the implied threat as he looks down at her, studying her face for any hint of doubt. She's so beautiful, and so perfect for him... He wonders if she truly understands what it means to belong to someone like him. "I suppose," he begins with a grin, reaching down between their bodies to stroke his length teasingly over her folds, "that would mean sharing." With a sigh, he drops his hand back to the bed, feeling the loss of contact keenly as he focuses on her words once more.

"And I suppose," he continues in a quiet voice, running a finger lazily across her lips, "that it wouldn't be such a bad thing... to share you with others." He swallows hard, feeling the butterflies take flight in his stomach at the thought of her being touched by anyone else. "Perhaps," he whis

The shock on her face tells him everything he needs to know; she didn't expect him to actually consider it. A small part of him feels triumphant at seeing her reactions play out across her expressive features, but the larger part of him can't help but wonder if this is truly what they both want. "I... I hadn't thought about it like that," he stammers, feeling himself harden again beneath her touch. "Perhaps we could..." He trails off, not sure how to finish the sentence without revealing too much of his true feelings on the matter.

His fingers dance across her skin, tracing patterns over her breasts and down her flat stomach. With a slow exhale, he decides to see where this leads, trusting that they'll both know when it's time to draw boundaries. "What if," he begins hesitantly, "we invited someone else to join us

"What if," he begins hesitantly, "we invited someone else to join us?" His voice is barely above a whisper as he imagines the two of them together with another person; the way it would feel to share her with someone else... but only under his watchful eye. The thought both thrills and terrifies him in equal measure.

He pauses, waiting for her reaction. Her eyes widen slightly before drifting shut, her fingers tracing lazy circles around his hard length through the fabric of his boxers. "I... I don't know," she whispers back, sounding just as unsure as he feels. "It could be fun..."

His heart skips a beat at her words; they feel like permission to continue down this dangerous path together. His hand moves lower still, cupping her mound through her panties before sliding beneath the fabric to stroke

His fingers slip inside her panties, slippery with his saliva, teasing at her sensitive flesh through the thin barrier of cloth. "I was thinking," he whispers, voice rough with desire, "maybe someone else who's part of our family." His free hand comes up to cup her cheek, tilting her head back so that she meets his gaze once more.

Her pupils are blown wide, her lips parted in a soft gasp as he touches her like this; with such possessive intent. The thought of sharing her with someone else sends thrills through him, but only under these circumstances - where he's the one who decides who gets to be near her, who gets to feel her warmth and taste her sweetness.

"Would that make you feel more comfortable?" he asks softly, searching her eyes for any sign of what she truly wants.

He chuckles softly at her surprise and relief. "No," he says with a grin, running a finger down the bridge of her nose, "not like that." He leans in to kiss her forehead gently before continuing, "I was thinking someone who's close to us both; maybe someone we could trust to... enjoy you together." His other hand moves from her cheek to cup her breast again, kneading the soft flesh through her top.

Her eyes widen at his touch and she arches into it, moaning softly as he plays with her sensitive nipple. "But they'd have to be someone who understands... that you belong to me." His voice drops low once more, the words vibrating against her skin as he speaks them.

"And I suppose," he continues with a mischievous glint in his eye, "that they'd have to be

A sly smile curves his lips as he contemplates the possibilities. "Hmm... I suppose that would depend on who you'd like to share with." His eyes drift down between her legs, where they linger appreciatively before returning to meet hers once more. "It could be anyone... it's really up to you."

His hand slides from her breast to cup her crotch through her panties, feeling the warmth and wetness that have returned despite their recent tryst. He presses down gently against her clit, teasing her as she arches off the bed in response. "Or," he murmurs into her ear, "we could just invite them together... see how it feels to be so