COLE’S POV
I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Aria. My little stepsister. Every damn second since last night my brain kept replaying it like a dirty movie on loop. The way her tight p***y squeezed my c**k when I bent her over the bed. The soft moans she tried to hide so our parents wouldn’t hear. The way her t**s bounced every time I thrust deep. f**k, I was going crazy.
At first I told myself it was just the curse. We can’t get hard for any other woman anymore, so of course my mind was stuck on the only one who makes my d**k wake up. But I was wrong. This was more than that. I kept seeing her face when she came — eyes rolling back, lips parted, whispering my name like a secret. And now I couldn’t stop imagining her on her knees, those pretty lips wrapped around my c**k, trying her best
