“Hiding from him now, are you?” Jackson says, walking into the kitchen, standing a few feet in front of me. Using one hand to hold my wrists behind me, he uses his other hand to cover my mouth. I feel his finger slip inside me under the blanket we have over us. Mmm.. “S-stop it, Jackson… I’m your brother’s girlfriend. Mmm.. “What do you think?” I say breathily, trying to stay quiet so Jackson doesn’t overhear. “He doesn’t have to know,” Jackson says quickly before pressing his lips to mine and kissing me. “Be quiet, Elise, or Daniel will hear you. Under the blanket, I can see Jackson’s hand moving quicker, my moans becoming harder to stifle.. “Be quiet, Elise, or Daniel will hear you. He sets me down and zips his pants back up, looks down at me and says, “Clean yourself up, you look like a mess. “You better fucking tell him you’re fine, slut.” Jackson whispers into my ear, pulling me tighter against him, his cock still inside of me.
