I was losing my mind. Three days had passed since Mason moved in, and I was already completely addicted to my stepbrother’s cock.

I couldn’t think straight. Every moment of the day, my pussy throbbed with need. I was constantly wet, constantly aching, constantly leaking. Even now, as I stood in the kitchen making coffee, I could feel his cum from this morning still slowly dripping down my inner thighs.

Mason had fucked me twice before breakfast, once bent over the kitchen counter and again in the hallway when I tried to go upstairs. He was insatiable. And so was I. I heard his footsteps behind me and tensed, my...