Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Sick Memories

Chapter 27: Sick Memories

Evander/Havoc’s P.Q.V.

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Flashback: age 16 ~

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How did we get here? How did I end up between Blythe’s legs? When did she wrap them around me? Is she grinding against me right now? Am I dreaming?

Fu.ck, why does she taste so good? Like candy. Who taught her how to kiss like this? I bet it was one of the guys. Fu.ck, that turns me on more than I care to admit.

Blythe’s tongue feels so soft, so amazing. Her skin feels even better. Especially her plump a.ss. Fu.ck, I’ve been dreaming about this every day since I found out what kissing and se.x was.

My fingers moved under her little panties. I gripped her a.ss hard, making her moan this time. I ripped my lips from hers and started kissing down her jaw. I nibbled on her earlobe and she let out a fluttery moan; all light and breathy. She was still trying to grind against me, and I fu.cking loved it. She was acting so needy. And all for me.

Fu.ck, I want to touch her more.

I started kissing her neck as one of my hands moved from her a.ss. I moved my fingers along the band of the leg hole in her panties, stopping when I was almost touching her pu.ssy. A shudder ran through me when I felt how soaked her panties were.

“You’re fu.cking drippin‘, Dimples,” I mumbled against her skin. “This all for me?”

“Y–y–yes,” she breathed out, shocking me. I wasn’t expecting her to answer me at all. Fu.ck, that was hot.

“Does that mean I get to play in the little mess you made for me?” I whispered in her ear.

Blythe shivered, but nodded. That wasn’t good enough for me though. I want her to keep acting desperate for it.

“Then take your panties off,” I practically growled in her ear.

“W–what?” She asked, surprised.

“I said…” I trailed off as I just barely grazed one of her slick folds. “Take your fu.cking panties off for me, Dimples.”

I pulled back just enough to look into Bly’s eyes. She looked scared, but fu.cking turned on. Her cheeks are. flushed red, and her hair is a mess. And it’s all because of me.

“M–move back,” she said, trying to push me.

“Nut uh,” I replied, shaking my head. “Take them off like this. Work for it.”

“B–but-”

“How badly do you want it, Dimples?” I asked. “How badly do you want me to touch you?”

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Blythe stared at me for a moment. Then she reached under her dress and started to shimmy out of her panties. I didn’t make it easier for her either, and I fucking loved it. She almost fell off the desk when she finally got the black cotton panties to her ankles.

“You want me that badly, huh?” I teased as I moved my hands up her thighs slowly.

Blythe reached out, gripping onto my blank cut.

“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering the higher I got.

I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her neck again. I was apparently determined to mark her, because I latched on and started sucking. Bly gasped and arched her back, pushing into me. Just when she started to relax, my fingers started to explore her wet folds.

“Fu.ckin‘ wow,” I muttered, licking her sensitive skin.

I found her cl.it and circled it. Bly’s legs started to shake, so I moved away, afraid that she was going to cu.m when I just started. I found her entrance and teased it a bit. Bly was a moaning mess, gripped onto me and

trying to wiggle closer. It was hot as hell not giving her what she wanted.

“E–Evander…” She moaned, begging with just my name.

A jolt of pleasure shot through me.

“What do you want?” I asked her.

“T–touch me,” she stuttered.

“I am touching you,” I replied as I circled her cl.it again.

“P–please,” she moaned.

“Please what?” I asked.

“E–Evander…”

“Tell me what you want, Dimples,” I practically ordered.

Bly let out a shaky breath.

“I want you to… p–please… i–inside me…” she struggled to get out.

“Will you cu.m all over my fingers if I do?” I asked, my voice deeper than before.

“Y–yes,” she replied immediately.

“As you wish, my sweet dimpled girl,” I mumbled against her skin.

Then I plunged my pointer finger inside her sweet, tight center. My eyes rolled back as Blythe gasped and tensed up. I slowly pumped that finger until she relaxed. Then I added another one, and went slow again. Painfully slow.

The moment Bly was moaning loudly and grinding against me, I started going faster. The faster and harder! went, the more she moaned. I’ve never done this before, but I must be good at it. I’ve barely even started, and she’s going crazy already.

“Oh wow,” Bly moaned as her pus.sy walls started to squeeze me. “Oh… Evander!” She gasped loudly and then her pussy went insane, massaging my fingers. It was so hot. All I could think about was how good it would have felt around my throbbing co.ck. I kept going until her pu.ssy finally calmed, and she finally stopped

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shouting in my ear.

If I go deaf, I’ll still be the happiest man on the planet.

I pulled my fingers out of her as I stared into her watery eyes. She was panting still and all flushed red i brought those fingers to my mouth and sucked them clean, groaning at the taste of her. I’ve never been horny like this before. It’s almost unbearable.

“Y–you called me Dimples,” she stuttered in a quiet voice. “You haven’t c–called me that in s–so long

And it was those words that sent me crashing right back into reality.

What the fu.ck did I just do? I just made out with Blythe. My fucking stepsister. And then…

Fu.ck, I made her cu.m! I fucking had my fingers deep inside of her. She came all over my hand. Fast too. And

I fucking licked myself clean while staring into those electric eyes.

Fu.ck. I’m fu.cked. I’m a sick fu.ck.

But Blythe liked it. She fu.cking came. She’s just as si.ck as me. I did this to her. It’s all my fault.

“D–do you want t–to stay and m–maybe watch a movie-”

I stepped back from Blythe so suddenly that she fell to the floor. I let her. I let her fucking tumble down to her

knees like a total a.sshole.

“How fu.cking disgusting do you have to be?” I spat, venomously. “What kind of sick freak gets off on their

stepbrother’s hand? Fu.cking gross Blythe. How desperate are you? Taking advantage of me while I’m drunk? Your own stepbrother?”

Blythe’s entire face turned red, and not in that cute way that I love. It was from shame. Shame that I was projecting onto her.

“B–but 1-1-”

“Fu.cking save your excuses,” I cut her off. “You’re leaving tomorrow anyway. Don’t tell anyone about this sh.it,

got it? I’m embarrassed enough. Fu.ck, I shouldn’t have drunk so much. Fu.cking ridiculous. Nasty as fu.ck.”

And then I stormed out, listening to Blythe’s soft cries and killing my soul with every step.

~ Present: age, 25 ~

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That was the worst thing I could have ever done. Letting myself do all of that to her, and then… treating her.

that way after. I wasn’t thinking. I wasn’t thinking the next day when I refused to see her off. I definitely wasn’t thinking the next time I saw her.

That memory consumed me as I checked on Blythe’s room. Just like she said, she had nothing. Her bed bare, there were no towels or toiletries or fu.cking anything. The only things in her room aside from a liter box and dishes for Butter, were a bottle of dish soap on the bathroom sink, and an almost empty roll of toilet

paper.

I didn’t want to admit how long I stood there, staring at everything. She’d been living like this for a week and none of us knew. Even back then, if we were punishing her, we would have known about this. We would have kept an eye on her from the shadows.

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I was ashamed and i hated it. Being angry at Mythe was easier. I didnt want to feel groty i wanted to k

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her.

Part of me knew that we had gone too far though. Regardless of everything, we dvd hare Your Men

were this bad. We should have known that she had no clothes or food or fuck, anything I won’t be into bed with Blythe like C.G. seems to think, but maybe I can put everything behind us. They can fill have

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