~~Molly~~
I’ve been in love with my stepbrother Jason since the day Mom married his dad and we moved into their massive house in Nashville.
I want him so bad it hurts, my p***y throbbing every time I think of him. I fantasize about his face buried between my thighs, his tongue licking my clit, sucking my p***y until I scream.
I imagine his strong hands spreading my legs, his lips slurping my wetness, making me c*m so hard I can’t walk.
But Jason? He barely notices me. We hardly talk—he’s cold, distant, like I don’t exist.
Ever since we moved in, Jason’s been a ghost in the house. He’s all about work, leaving early and coming back late, disappearing into his room upstairs.
I’ve never been inside it, though I ache to. The only glimpse I got was one day, passing by to grab something
