Morning light filters gray through the snow-covered windows. My body aches in the most delicious way. Ryan is still asleep on the couch, cock half-hard even after last night. The memory of him choking me while he pumped me full of cum makes fresh heat pool between my legs. Guilt twists in my stomach. This is my stepbrother. We have hated each other for years. But the hate has turned into something desperate and addictive, and I want more.I crawl over him before he fully wakes. I straddle his hips, line up his morning wood, and sink down in one smooth glide. No panties. Just my soaked pussy swallowing every...