DAMIEN
Nicho pulled back, and his lips left mine.
“Let’s go upstairs!” He whispered.
I led the way, allowing my urges to take over. As soon as the door shut, we embraced, our lips met, and our tongues danced together.
We both fumbled with slipping our shoes off and then with our clothes.
When we were both half naked, Nicho shoved me against the bed, and immediately, my head landed on the pillow. Missy’s scent hit my nostrils.
I felt guilt take over my entire body. I wasn’t meant to do this in our marital bed with her brother.
It was wrong, but that guilty feeling died down once I felt Nicho’s lips on my legs.
He kissed above my knee and slowly worked his way up my thigh.
His hands stroked the back of my thighs, and he reached out to grab my ass.
"I've missed this side of you,"
