Chapter Eight

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  Kiara

        I woke up in my bedroom with the covers covering my body and I was sweating. I guess my parents thought I was asleep when I really passed out. I peeled the covers off me, and took off my shirt. I placed on one of my half shirts because I was so hot. 

"Hey Kiara, I was wondering if-" Chresanto eyed me as he walked into my room. "The fuck you want?" I growled. He threw his hands up in surrender. "I was wondering if you had a brush?" he raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, hold on," I walked over to my dresser. I bent down to open my lower drawer.

Chresanto

        I eyed Kiara as she opened her drawer. I slowly and quietly walked up to her. I pulled down my sweats and boxers. Without warning, I slowly pulled down her shorts and underwear in one tug. Before she could even notice what was about to happen, I rammed inside of her, keeping her bent over. 

        "Chresanto, move!" she exclaimed, scratching my arm. I began to pound in her, causing a few moans to escape her mouth. Then, her grip on my arm became tighter. I'd already locked the door before I came in so there were no way anyone could walk in. I pushed even deeper in her, striking my hand across her butt. She moaned close to screams. Luckily, today the cameras around the house wasn't on.

        "Chresanto," she moaned. I eased my hands down her back, gripping her waist, fucking her faster. "Oh......my....god," she panted. I pushed deep into her, holding her waist. Her feet wasn't on the floor. I can say, I was honestly enjoying sex.....with my step sister.

        I picked her up bridal style, and laid her on her bed. I put her legs on my shoulder and plunged myself into her. I pumped myself in her hard and passionately. All through the hours, moans and groans filled the room.

F O R T Y   M I N U T E S   L A T E R

Kiara and I moaned loud. She gripped my shoulders as she and I both cummed hard. She laid there. Motionless. Limp. She grabbed my face, facing hers. 

        "Chresanto, you know how wrong this is," she sternly said. "I know. My temptations got the best of me Kiara, I'm so sor-" she kissed me. "It's wrong to love you," she said, looking in my eyes. "You l-love me?" I asked. She nodded, sighing. "How could you? I mean, I've been letting my wild hormones get to me, and rape for over three years. I mean, I wouldn't love someone like me," I said. "I know what you're saying, but you know everything happens for a reason," she said. I nodded. "You want to become something?" she asked. "L-Like what?" I asked. "Like.....lovers?" she asked. I smiled, kissing her lips. She kissed back, wrapping her arms arounds my shoulders.

  Kiara

   I know it isn't right to love my own step brother. I mean, it is what it is. Love is love.

I'm sorry this is short, but a long chapter is in the process!

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