~Love Me Harder~

"Sinners"

"Harder Lucas" I said in a rhythmic grunt as I come to neared of the end. "As your wish baby" Lucas said it in an evil voice instantly when he started to ride me harder than before in doggy style. "I'm going to cum, don't stop it" Oh, here it is end of a pleasure. I screamed in a one long, loud moan. It wouldn't surprise me at all if the neighbors had heard me. Lucas and I threw ourselves down on the bed, arms wide open. He pulled me close to him and gave me a space on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, and I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I lay on the bed, still panting, trying to catch my breath. My heart was racing, and my thoughts were jumbled. Lucas had always had a way of making me feel alive, but this was different. We had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. I felt a pang of guilt and confusion. Well, this wasn't the first time anyway.

Lucas interrupted my thoughts as he stood up from the bed, picking up his scattered clothes from the floor. "How was it?" he asked, with a smirk on his face.

I glared at him, feeling a mixture of anger and desire. "Just shut up," I muttered, turning away from him. I didn't want to think about what we had just done, or what it meant for us. It was easier to pretend that it was just physical, that there were no emotions involved. I wasn't on my right mind. I believed I was doing the right thing, but the situation was deteriorating with each passing day.

Mom and Dad are already on their way home. Hurry up and put on your clothes." Lucas raised his voice louder than before as I regained my senses.

I was naked, I thought I deserved it. You can ask me since when I started to sleep with my brother; you can ask me since when I started to act like a fucking whore.

I didn't respond to Lucas, as was my usual practice. I only spoke up when it was necessary. I had no idea how the hell was my genius ass fell for him.

I wanted to take a long bath by myself, so I made my way to the washroom and stepped into the tub, letting out a contented sigh. The water was cool to the touch, but I felt a sudden heat rising to my face for no apparent reason. I decided to immerse myself in the bathtub and fully submerge my face in the cool water. The sensation was so refreshing that I couldn't bring myself to leave the tub. After almost two minutes had passed, I began to lose control of my body and was on the brink of hypothermic shock when a hand suddenly grabbed me and pulled me out of the water.

Lucas fixed me with a furious glare, his grip on my wrist so tight that it left a bruise. "You gotta be fucking kidding Lisa, how could you?"  

Lucas's voice grated on my nerves. "You're going insane. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I stood up to leave the washroom, determined to ignore him, but he grabbed my wrist tightly. I pulled away and slapped his hand, but he wasn't finished with me yet. He pushed me against the wall, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my back. Despite the agony, I refused to show any weakness in front of him. I kept all of my emotions locked up inside me as I always did, knowing that it was safer that way - especially in this house.

"Lucas let me go" I said calmly.

"Let you go? Not until you tell me what the hell is going on with you." Lucas's grip on my wrist tightened.

"I don't have to explain anything to you," I replied, my voice level.
"Now let me go."

"Why would I let you go when you're acting insane for no reason? It's my job to take care of my woman, isn't it?" he tightened his grip on my wrist, making it difficult for me to move. His arms felt like they were made of iron.

I glared at him, feeling a mix of anger and frustration. "I'm not your woman, Lucas. I'm your sister, for God's sake."

Lucas ignored my words and pulled me closer to him, his face just inches away from mine. "Lisa, you know I love you. You know we belong together. We can't fight our feelings forever."

"You know what, Lucas? This whole thing is just a joke to me," I said, my anger rising. "We're not in love. We're not soulmates. We're just two people who are bored and looking for a good time. And honestly, it's pathetic that you're so hung up on me when you know we can never be together."

"You think this is a joke?" he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You think I don't care about you? You think I don't want to be with you? You're wrong, Lisa. You're so fucking wrong."

"Don't act like you care about me or that I'm special to you. We're just using each other, that's all."

Lucas's face twisted in anger. "How dare you say that? You think I don't love you? You think I don't want to be with you forever?"

"Forever? What kind of forever can we have, Lucas? We're stepsiblings, for Christ's sake. Our relationship is sick and twisted. And to top it off, you're holding me against the wall like a damn criminal.

Before I could say anything else, Lucas cut me off. "Let me remind you of your place again," he said, his tone cold and hard. "You're mine, Lisa. And you're going to stay mine, no matter what. 

"Let me tell you this. You're my stepsister, and I'll do whatever it takes to be with you."

I shuddered at his words, both terrified and strangely aroused. Lucas had a power over me that I couldn't explain, and I knew deep down that I wasn't strong enough to resist him.

To Be Continued...