Dahlia POV
How did I wind up naked, face down *ss up on my bed, with my stepbrother behind me, thrusting hard into me, my face buried in a pillow to muffle my moans while our parents are downstairs making dinner and waiting for us to join them so we can eat?
Well, that's a long story. I can't remember how we ended up in bed together. But I also don't want to ever leave, though. To be honest, I'm not even sure how this all started.
My body has already betrayed me and given in to the delicious feeling of his thick, hard c*ck inside me. I've never had orgasms as powerful as the ones I have with David, and this current climax is one of my stronger ones.
I know that it's so wrong, and I know we shouldn't be doing this, and I'm supposed to be the responsible one. The good girl with perfect grades. Instead, I'm trapped with a bad boy who showed me what it's like to give in to my wild side and why it feels so good.
Why do I love it?
Why am I...I think I love it a little too much. I'm even starting to worry myself.
But we were never really like this.
***