Ten (My Brothers Best Friend) by Ker Dukey Page A

a big enough gap for me to maneuver my cock between, and then I ram straight inside her. She yelps from my harsh entry and I can’t fucking move. Her walls cling to me, choking my dick, and I’m grateful that she’s nice and wet for me, otherwise that could have hurt us both.
    “How tiny do I feel now, Alex?” I thrust hard into her, jamming her body against the frame. I grab her hips and slide out of her, only to ram back in, pulling her hips back against me. The moans clawing from her throat send me fucking wild. I fuck her hard and fast, watching her ass cheeks slap against my groin, my balls pounding against her clit with every forceful stroke forward. “How much do you hate me, Alex? Enough to let me inside your body, you filthy little slut?”
    She’s getting off on me being mean to her. Her pussy hugs my cock, flooding it with her juices. I grab a handful of her hair and tug her head backwards so I can see the lust on her face. “Lisa likes to be fucked from behind too. You two have more in common than you think.” I grin at her scowl.
    “Get the fuck off me!”
    I chuckle, pulling out of her and moving away from the heat of her body. She turns and slaps me across the cheek. It stings like a bitch but I don’t let her know that, instead I grin at her. I’m not in to hitting women, but I’m not opposed to riling her up.
    “You son of bitch” she glares.
    I reach forward and wrap my hand around her delicate little neck. “I’m a lot more than that.”
    Her eyes are still glazed with lust. I drop my eyes to look at her bare, sleek pussy, still with her panties pulled to the side. Her inner thighs are slick with her arousal. I guide her into my office and over to my desk where her ass hits the lip.
    “You’re soaking for me, Alex, and all your outburst is doing is turning us both on.” I drag my finger through her folds, collecting her delicious, wet scent. Lifting my finger to her lips, I trace the outline of her pouting mouth. “You can hate me all you want, but your body doesn’t. It wants to be Lisa. It wants to be my little whore.”
    Her mouth opens and she bites down on my finger. Using the hand that’s still around her throat, I tighten my grip in warning. She releases my finger and smirks at me.
    “Spread those thighs for me,” I say, and smirk back at her when she does so without hesitation. I drop my hand to her pussy and part her folds so I can caress her clit. She gasps when I begin circling the tight bud. Her chest rises and falls in heavy pants, and her hands drop to grip the edge of the table. I look right into her eyes and watch her climb in pleasure. Just as I feel her clit throb, I stop, causing her to shake her head. I bring my hand away and then quickly back down, slapping her pussy and then pinching her clit. She calls out my name and it makes my whole body vibrate. I become frenzied caught up in the sexual need. I circle her clit again until she screams, and then I drop to my knees and suck it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it. Her hands grab my hair and she’s trying to pry my head away, the sensation becoming too much for her. But I fight her, lapping at her pussy like it’s coated in the best tasting honey known to man.
    “Oh my God, Dalton! Fuck!” she screams, and her pussy convulses around me and gushes her release into my mouth. It’s so intense her body shakes and her thighs clamp onto my head, allowing me to burrow into her pussy farther and collect all the fucking nectar I earned from her.
    “I need your cock inside me,” she begs. I stand and look at her with disgust. I can’t let her see how much tasting her after all this time made me feel because I don’t want to accept it and won’t let her have anything over me.
    “Turn the fuck over. I can’t come if I have to look at you.”
    Her face drops and tears build in her eyes. Fuck her tears. I coax her by the shoulders to turn around, and push on her back to flatten her front across the desk. The