Leonard

I decided not to stay in Vegas and drove home instead. No matter how loudly I play my music for distraction, my mind swirls around Evangeline. The sweet little smile she wears when one of her silly pop songs comes on the radio. The cranky frown she wears before she's had her coffee in the morning. The 'old man" quips she makes to tease both me and Carter.


The way she flushes pink when we tease her back.

And yet she doesn't want to fuck around with us anymore?

Oh, I can tell she wants to. She just isn't letting herself. And I don't want to allow it, either, not if we can't talk to Mark about it. Like I told her, we're in this or we aren't. There can't be an in-between. I refuse to betray my brother.


And yet my dick is hard every time I think about my step-niece.

Something has to give. She's so thirsty for her father's approval, her mother's approval, everyone's approval. When will she become brave enough to take what she wants?


When I arrive at Mark's place sometime around two in the morning, the house is quiet. Carter's car was out front so I know he's home. Evangeline is surely here, as well.

Something niggles at my subconscious. An awareness.

On silent feet, I walk upstairs. Sounds of movement come from the guest room.

Carter's speaking, his voice low and raspy. '…shoves down his pants, takes out his cock. Gets on the bed behind you. And he fucks you here, doll. Right in this tight little hole."

A woman cries out. I step into the doorway, not caring that I'm interrupting. I know it's Evangeline from her voice, but I still have to see.

She's riding him, her blond hair rippling as she moves, her hips rocking as she takes her pleasure. He's holding her neck with one hand, and his other hand is at her ass, one finger penetrating her.

He sees me standing in the doorway. Grins. 'You're home early."

Evangeline squeaks and starts to move to the side.

Carter keeps hold of her. He doesn't even take his finger out of her ass. 'I didn't say you could move, little girl."

'Sorry, Daddy," she says.

And I couldn't move from this spot even if I wanted to.

Yet she refuses to talk to her father about what we've done. Not that she should give him details—definitely not. But a secret like this is just too big. It can't be kept.

I don't know why I care, anyway. Women don't like my kind of loving long-term, and it's better not to get attached.

So we're just going to do this temporarily? Is that what she wants?

Fuck. I'm so fucking angry and aroused. My dick feels like it's made of iron. And my thoughts are jumbled.

This little girl desThomass me.

'Leonard?" she says, sounding so soft and sweet and innocent…and soaked in lust.

I stalk forward, stand at the side of the bed next to them.

Her brow furrows, but then her eyes widen as I yank down my zipper and pull out my cock.

'What are you doing?" she asks.

'Coming on your tits, Trouble."

Carter grins, then removes his finger from her ass and pats her hip. 'Turn around and lie down on me, facing up."

She spreads herself over him, her body splayed out for my pleasure. The only thing she's wearing is that chain with the key.

'Put his cock in you," I say, watching her eyes to see if she'll obey me.

Reaching down, she guides him in.

'Now rub your little clit like your life depends on it," I say. 'If you don't come before me, you don't come at all."

I know she already came tonight, so it's not as if the threat is that dire. But it would feel wrong if she doesn't come with me. And maybe I want that—for it to feel wrong. Because it's wrong anyhow.

Carter starts pumping his hips. Evangeline shudders as she puts her fingers on her clit.

And me? I tighten my fist around my dick and start jacking hard. All my lust, all my anger. All the frustration I've been feeling—I wring it out.

Evangeline closes her eyes.

'No," I say. 'Watch me. Look at what you've done to me."

I want her to see what she's turned me into—a monster ruled by my lust.

Those beautiful eyes lock on mine as her fingers work faster and faster. Carter grips her throat and fucks her hard from behind—I can watch his dick sawing in and out of her, hard and angry.

Evangeline gasps. 'I'm—I'm coming?—"

'Come now, doll," Carter says.

She cries out her second release.

My orgasm builds up, hot and furious. I jerk harder, I'm a machine, and Evangeline's breasts jiggle with each one of Carter's thrusts, mesmerizing. A few more strokes and my release bursts forth. Hot streams shoot from my cock, splattering over Evangeline's chest—her breasts and nipples, the key she always wears, everywhere.

Carter groans and curses, his hold tightening momentarily on Evangeline's throat before he lets her go, kissing the top of her head and smoothing her hair to the side with caring fingers..

'This is never happening again," I mutter to myself, reaching out with my fingertips to rub my come over her tits. 'I was never here. I didn't do this, it didn't happen. It's a dream."

'Leonard?" she whispers. 'No—I thought?—"

'This can't happen again," I say, wiping my finger over her skin to clean myself off. I tuck my dick back into my pants, spin around, and head for the door.

'Jaime, you're out of order," Carter calls after me, but I don't slow down. I don't stop until I'm down the hall and walking into Mark's room, slamming the door behind me.