Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

My cock was so hard, and I wanted inside her, but just as I
pulled her up, taking her nipple in my mouth, she came,
rasping and shaking as I sucked on her.
And as she came down, quivering with her orgasm, I
stopped moving and wrapped my arm around her, holding her
to me as I licked and kissed her breast.
I wanted this. So much more of this. Her body in my arms,
shivering and sweating, in a hundred different positions, no
piece of her left untouched.
But as hard as I was and as much as I wanted to strip her
down and take full advantage that I had the house all to myself
with my sweet, new little sister-in-law… this bitch sent me to
jail with no hesitation and no regret.
We weren’t in love.
I pulled her head down to me, teasing her with little kisses
she didn’t return because she hated what she just let happen
again.
“I love fucking you,” I told her. “There’s no struggle to
connect in bed. No mystery with you.”
Her thighs were so warm, and my dick ached, thinking
about how hot and wet she probably was right now.
But I simply tightened my grip on her, brushing her nose
with mine and taunting her. “It’s comforting how it’s always
the same,” I said. “How all you cunts turn into sluts once
you’ve got a good dicking.”
She grew still, a slight tilt to her lips that looked like she
was trying not to cry, but everything else was calm and stoic.
As if she finally understood… I was here to hurt.