Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Damon
Present
I leaned over the bathtub, my hands gripping the sides and
hovering less than a foot from her mouth as I watched her
masturbate.
Jesus Christ. She was beautiful.
And mine. All mine whether she fucking liked it or not.
She’d do this for me. Only for me from now on.
A lock of hair spilled down her face, getting sucked
between her lips and back out again every time she panted.
Mine. This was why I tolerated Arion. Because her little
sister was my favorite little cunt. God, look at her.
Her body waving and hips rolling, her tits bouncing, her
legs spread wide and hanging over the rim of the tub… The
trickle of water teased her little clit, and I ran my tongue
across the backside of my teeth, wanting to be the water and
taste what it tasted and do to her what it was doing.
She danced even when she wasn’t on her feet.
She rode it out, fucking and coming as she threw her head
back and moaned, and I dropped my eyes down her body,
remembering all that I had touched and taking in the new in all