Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 40 (Angel's POV) The moment I said it, his pace quickened and it felt like everything insideshattered. My body tightened around him, and the pleasure built impossibly fast, overwhelmingwith every thrust. I couldn't think or breathe as he pushedhigher and harder. My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, and I felt the tension coil inside me, ready to snap.

When it finally happened, I was lost. My orgasm crashed throughlike a wave and my back arched off the bed. My breath caught in my throat as the pleasure took over. I cried out and Hendrix's nfell from my lips as my body clenched around him and pulled him deeper. But he didn't stop. He kept moving and his hips stayed going, ridingthrough the waves of pleasure until I was trembling under him and completely undone.

But he wasn't finished. His pace slowed for just a moment, long enough forto catch my breath, before he started moving again. His hands gripped my hips and pulledclose as he pounded into me, harder this tand more desperate. "You're not done yet," he breathed, his voice rough and low. "I'm not done with you." And he was right. Even though my body felt like it had been pushed to its limit, the way he was fuckingand the way his cock filledso perfectly, I felt the pleasure building again and another wave was ready to crash down. Tpassed in a blur. I didn't know how long we had been there, how long we had been lost in each other, but it felt like hours. Hendrix tookagain and again, each tdrivingto the edge and makingcuntil I was gasping for air and my body trembled under him. We were tangled together, slick with sweat, and our breaths cin ragged gasps as we moved in perfect sync. I'd lost count of how many times I'd come, how many times he madefall apart and putback together with his hands, his mouth, and his cock.

But then I heard it. A noise outside the room. Voices, muffled but growing louder. Reality hitand suddenly the weight of what we were doing hitwith full force. I froze and my breath caught in my throat as I listened with my heart pounding in my chest. Hendrix didn't stop. He leaned down and his lips brushed against my ear as he whispered, "Don't worry about them. Just focus on me." His voice sent a shiver down my spine, but the sound of footsteps outside the door pulledback to reality. "Hendrix," I whispered, panic clear in my voice. "We have to stop. Someone's coming." He just grinned and his hips kept moving against mine, slow and steady. "Let them," he murmured with a dark and teasing voice. "They won't cin." But I couldn't shake the feeling. The sense that we were doing something that could ruin everything.

The voices grew fainter, but the tension between us only built. My body was on fire, torn between the fear of being caught and the overwhelming need for more of him. "Hendrix, please," I gasped, but I didn't know if I was begging him to stop or keep going. His eyes locked onto mine and there was something fierce, something possessive in the way he looked atas if he was daringto end it, knowing I wouldn't.

And then, with one last hard thrust, I spiraled over the edge again and pleasure crashed throughso violently that I forgot everything else. Everything but him.

Hendrix didn't stop moving until I was completely undone, trembling under him and lost in the aftermath of what we'd just done. He leaned down and his breath was hot against my ear, and his voice cout in a low whisper. "You wanted this, Angel. You needed this as much as I did." His words sent another shiver down my spine, and the truth of them sank in deeper than I wanted to admit. His lips trailed down the side of my neck and he pressed soft kisses into the curve of my shoulder as he slowly and painfully pulled out of me. I whimpered at the loss because my body still ached for him even though we'd already taken so much from each other.

He stayed close and his body hovered over mine as our breaths mingled in the silence that filled the room. His fingers brushed against my cheek and his touch was surprisingly tender for everything that had just happened between us. Our eyes met and the intensity in his gaze made my heart skip. There was no hiding now. No pretending. Everything we'd been dancing around for days, maybe even years, had just exploded into something neither of us could take back. And when he leaned down and captured my lips in another kiss, it was softer this tand slower but no less passionate. I tasted the salt of our sweat and the rawness of everything we'd just shared, and it madefeel both alive and completely broken.

As we pulled apart, reality crept back in, thick and heavy, and it settled in my chest. I shouldn't have done this. We shouldn't have done this. Guilt flooded throughand mixed with the warmth that still pulsed through me. My stepbrother. I just slept with my stepbrother. And yet, the memory of his touch and the way he felt insidekept pushing that guilt aside and replaced it with a dark sense of satisfaction. I was drowning in this mess of emotions when suddenly, the voices outside the room grew louder again.

I froze as panic surged through me. The footsteps were closer now, too close. I pushed him back and my heart raced as the fear of being caught hithard. "Hendrix, I" I stammered and sat up, scrambling for my clothes. The urgency in the air felt suffocating, and for a moment, I couldn't even think straight. The guilt clawed atnow, sharper than before. I had to go.

I pulled away and breathed hard, my heart pounding in my chest as I yanked my shirt over my head. I glanced at Hendrix. His face was flushed and his chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and his eyes were still dark with lust. The heat flooded my cheeks. "I... I have to go," I whispered and could barely look at him as I grabbed the rest of my clothes and threw them on as fast as I could. My hands shook and my mind spun with everything that had just happened, everything we had just done. What the hell just happened?

I stole one last glance at him and my breath caught in my throat. I had just fucked my brother. The words echoed in my head and my chest tightened with both shand something else, something darker. I couldn't stay there. Not with him looking atlike that, like he was daringto stay and daringto give in again. The voices outside the room faded as I slipped out the door, but the chaos insidewas louder than ever.