Jax’s POV.

The house had gone completely silent by midnight, but sleep refused to touch me. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, body still buzzing from what happened in the shower earlier. Mia’s face when she came on my fingers kept replaying in my head. The way her walls gripped me, the soft sounds she tried so hard to hide.

Guilt gnawed at my guts because she was my stepsister, yet that same guilt made my cock rock hard again. I hated how badly I craved her. Hated that she had this power over me without even trying. But mostly I hated knowing I would not stop...