Emma's POV

“A mistake?” she repeated, as if she were trying to question something. Her words didn’t echo in my ears, but in my cunt. I felt as if she were questioning me personally for having made this decision.

My breath caught in my throat as I closed the distance between us. He was so much taller than me, and his imposing figure completely overwhelmed me when he stopped just inches from me. The scent of his skin, along with the faint trace of our sexual fluids, reached my nose, making my knees tremble.

He raised his arm, and his large, calloused hand gently cradled my jaw, while his thumb wiped away a stray tear I hadn't even realized had escaped. He leaned in, scrutinizing my face with terrifying hunger, before his lips moved toward mine, seeking a deep, possessive kiss.

But just before our lips touched, my instincts went off. I jerked my head away, and his lips ended up brushing my cheek.

Jake froze. His hands tightened slightly on my jaw, not enough to hurt, but enough to keep my head steady. I could feel the sudden shift in his energy, his breath turning hot against my neck.

"What's wrong with that, Emma?" he growled, his voice thick with frustration. "Last night you weren't satisfied with just my mouth. You were begging me to eat your pussy and suck your tongue. And now you're backing away?"

“We can’t do this, Jake,” I whimpered, raising my hands to press against his bare chest, trying to create some distance between us. But it was like trying to push against a brick wall. His chest was hard, and the contact of his warm skin under my palms only made my heart race. “This is wrong. We’re supposed to be family. What happened yesterday… let’s just say it was an accident. But we have to stop now before things get worse.”

Jake let out a dark, mocking chuckle. He released my jaw only to grab both my wrists, holding them firmly but gently against his chest, right over his beating heart.

“Do you think we should call it an accident?” he hissed, getting so close his nose almost touched mine. “Do you think the fact that I thrust my cock 25 centimeters into your tight little cunt was an accident, Emma? Do you think the way you screamed my name while you squirted all over my face in the shower was an accident?”

I tried to look away, but she wouldn't let me.

"Look at me," he ordered me.

I did it, with my eyes wide open and trembling.

“I’m not going to let you call what happened yesterday a mistake,” Jake said, his voice suddenly soft, almost too convincingly sincere. “I’ve been watching you for months, Emma. Ever since I came back. I was going crazy trying to stay away from you. But last night… last night proved to me that you feel exactly the same way.”

He took a deep breath, and his eyes melted with an emotion I had never seen in him before. "I'm in love with you, Emma."

My jaw dropped and my heart stopped completely. "Jake... what?"

"I'm in love with you," he repeated, loosening his grip on my wrists as his hands moved up to cup my face again, stroking my cheeks with his thumbs. "I don't care what Mom and Dad think. I don't care what's 'right' or 'wrong' according to other people. I want to be yours. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want us to be together, for real."

"We can't," I burst into tears, finally letting them flow. "We're step-siblings, Jake! Everyone will look at us like we're monsters. Our parents will disown us."

"Let them do it," he growled, his eyes turning fiercely possessive. "I don't give a fuck about any of them. All I care about is this cunt right here." He slipped his hands inside my panties and touched it, making me arch my ass forward. "And the girl who came with him. You're mine, Emma. You've been mine since the moment you let him stretch you out on that couch."

He didn't give me a chance to argue. Before I could even utter the next word, his mouth crashed against mine.

It wasn't one of those soft kisses you read about in books or see in movies. It was a punishing, demanding claim. He easily parted my lips, and his thick tongue plunged deep into my mouth, enveloping mine with a dominant, possessive hunger. I let out a muffled moan against his lips as my hands instantly gripped his shoulders. The overwhelming power of his affection completely shattered my resistance. My body betrayed me immediately, my pussy contracting fiercely and releasing a hot surge of moisture that soaked my panties instantly.

Jake moaned during the kiss as he sensed my surrender. He broke the kiss for only a second, his eyes wild and dark with lust as he looked at me.

"You're so fucking wet for me, little sister," he growled, sliding his hand down my belly, past my bare hip before his thick fingers slipped just under the elastic of my lace panties.

I stifled a gasp as his hot, calloused fingers made contact with my swollen, dripping pussy lips. He didn't hesitate to give me pleasure. He pushed two fingers straight into my tight entrance, widening my walls, which were sore from the night before.

"Oh my God, Jake... mmmph!" I screamed, throwing my head back as he started pumping his fingers inside me, hitting my G-spot right in.

"Tell me you're mine," he ordered, his thumb relentlessly rubbing my swollen clitoris. "Tell me you want your boyfriend's cock inside you right now."

"I'm yours... yes, Jake, please!" I burst into tears, my hips bouncing helplessly against his hand. "I want it. I desperately want your huge cock!"

A slimy grunt escaped his lips as he grabbed the sides of my thin lace panties and ripped them off, tearing the fabric with a sharp snap before throwing the mangled remains to the floor.

He didn't even bother to lead me to the sofa. He grabbed me by the hips, lifting me effortlessly, and slammed my back hard against the living room wall. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, leaving my pussy exposed and dripping juices down his belly.

With his other hand, he pulled down his tracksuit bottoms and his monstrous 25-centimeter cock sprang out, fully hard, veiny, and throbbing violently. The thick head was dripping with precum, glistening as he guided the tip directly against my swollen, soaking slit.

"Wrap your arms around my neck, Emma," he growled, his muscles bulging as he held my full weight against the wall. "Because I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't even remember your own name."

I hooked my arms around his neck, hiding my face in his shoulder, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my own ears.

"Please, Jake... do it," I begged, my voice breaking. "Fuck me."

He placed his cock just centimeters from my cunt, his eyes already dark and needy.

"Ready?" That was the last thing I heard him say before I felt his cock deep inside my womb.