CHAPTER 28
**ZION**
Twenty minutes later, I returned to my room, her panties clutched in my hand. If I had even a shred of decency, I wouldn't have taken them, but the truth was, I was a bastard and decency wasn't in my nature.
I shut the door and lay on the bed, bringing the panties to my nose and inhaling deeply.
The fabric was soft against my skin, carrying her scent—an intoxicating mix of innocence and desire. I closed my eyes, letting the fragrance envelop me, my mind conjuring images of her. The aroma was heady and sweet with a hint of her natural musk, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I held the panties tighter, feeling the delicate lace and imagining how it must feel against her skin, the thought stirring a primal urge within me.
Any twisted interest I had in my stepsister before now threatened to explode into something far more consuming.
Obsession, pure and simple.
Holding the panties in one hand, I used the other to work open my jeans. I’d been aching and hard as hell since the moment I stepped into her sweet-smelling room, and I couldn’t take it any longer. Even though I had been with the redhead for most of the night and this morning, my desire remained unquenched. I pushed my jeans and boxers down my hips and wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock.
I moved my hand up my cock, circling the head before sliding back down the shaft. My grip was tight, just as I imagined Snowflake’s little virgin cunt would be.
I brought the panties even closer, inhaling deeply. In my mind, I was holding her down, my hand pressing hard on her throat as I breathed into her ear. I wanted to make myself feel good, envisioning the liar beneath me, helpless as I tightened my grip on her throat.
The mere thought had precum leaking from my tip. I groaned low in my throat, unable to contain myself. I pumped my cock slowly from root to tip, lightly arching my hips into the movement.
The thought of touching her all over, my fingers hard against her soft skin, drove me wild. She would feel so good under my hands. I imagined pushing between her legs, her skin hot to the touch, and then sliding inside her, leaving me breathless. I covered Snowflake's mouth with my hand, stifling any sound she might make. She could scream all she wanted, and no one would hear. I was breaking all the rules, and no one, not even her, could stop me.
Fuck. I was on the brink. I was going to blow my load on my stomach just from the scent of her panties, and I knew it would be the hardest I'd ever come. I stroked faster, the tension building, ready to explode.
The thought of touching her all over, my fingers pressing firmly against her soft skin, drove me wild. She would feel incredible under my hands.
I imagined pushing between her legs, her skin burning with heat, and then sliding inside her, leaving me breathless. I envisioned covering Snowflake's mouth with my hand, stifling any sound she might make. She could scream all she wanted, and no one would hear. I was breaking all the rules, and no one, not even her, could stop me.
God, I was on the edge. The scent of her panties alone was enough to push me over. I knew this would be the hardest I’d ever come. My strokes quickened, the tension mounting, ready to explode.
My mind ran wild with the thoughts of Snowflake under my control.
The scent of her lingerie set my desire on fire. As I inhaled deeply, I imagined whispering in her ear while taking her passionately on the bed, my grip tightening around her neck. I’d tell her she was wicked and this was her punishment, that she deserved every bit of it for ruining my life. I’d declare that nothing could stop me, that I didn't care who witnessed our actions. She would be mine to claim anytime, anywhere—hers to pleasure at my whim.
I’d warn her that I’d fill her with my essence and let her walk around college like that, so everyone would know she was under my control. She’d be defenceless against me. The scandalous nature of these fantasies drove me relentlessly, and nothing could hold me back.
In my mind, I’d use her body solely for my gratification, taking her roughly and making her climax on my cock repeatedly. I’d hold her down through each wave of pleasure, pushing myself to the edge until I was trembling. Even when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, the heat of my release inside her felt intensely real.
With a groan that resonated through my entire body, I came. Hot streams of cum splattered across my hand and belly, leaving streaks of white. My cock pulsed uncontrollably, jerking free from my grip, while my balls tightened and emptied thoroughly. I’d need a shower to clean up. I continued to pump my slick shaft a few more times until only a few dribbles of cum oozed from the tip, too sensitive to touch further.
Feeling more sated than ever, my muscles relaxed as I lay on the bed. I lazily took the panties and pressed them to my face, inhaling deeply before using them to wipe the cum from my stomach and hand.
Tomorrow, Winter Chandler would understand that her life was about to change. She would no longer live as she pleased but would face the consequences she deserved: to be utterly broken and crushed.
I would own her!
**BACK TO PRESENT**
I swing my leg over the bike, a satisfied smile tugging at my lips as I imagine Winter right now. She’s out shopping with Mom, and the thought of her wearing those soiled panties makes my chest swell with a twisted sense of triumph. I can picture her discomfort, the lingering scent reminding her of last night, and it amuses me to no end.
I put on my helmet, still grinning, and start the engine. The bike roars to life beneath me, a powerful reminder of my control, my dominance. The smirk on my face widens as I rev the engine, feeling the vibrations thrumming through my body. I can’t help but think about how victorious I feel, knowing I’ve gotten under her skin in such a personal way.
As I kick off and zoom down the road, the wind whips around me, and my thoughts are filled with Winter’s unease, her frustration. Every twist of the throttle feels like a reaffirmation of my power over her. I know this is just the beginning, and the sense of anticipation only fuels my excitement. I glance back once more before focusing ahead, my smile never faltering as I speed away, feeling like I’ve already won.
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