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when he’d thought nothing she could say would let him cool off, but the fact no man but him had ever touched her, started to—until that relentless thought hit him again.
    “Would you have ever told me, if I hadn’t figured it out?” he asked, with an accusatory snarl.
    Her eyes clenched and her soft lips pursed, while her body shuddered. Then her head started to slowly shake. She was about to add words to her treachery, when he slammed away from her, and overrode the sound of her voice.
    “Fuck! That’s why you and I will never be together again,” he thundered once, then he quieted.
    When he looked back, she looked in agony against the wall. “By omission the lie got so big, I didn’t know what to do with it,” she wailed.
    Beck grabbed his hair and tugged. “You were a fucking coward about us, and you’re a fucking coward about this,” he said nastily. Then accusing her, he added, “ My son.”
    Her arms clasped her middle as if he’d punched her. “If we’d just been a regular boyfriend and girlfriend,” she started to say.
    He roared over her, “Not that shit again, boo! I wanted us enough not to throw us away.”
    Her head fell forward as she looked at the floor, clutching her body as if he was battering her. “I was weak, I was afraid. I didn’t know what to do,” she said with anguish. “Y-You left. You went back to work.”
    Then he was there in front of her and her head lifted back against the wall to look up at him.
    “Millie, you say it like it’s a fucking bad thing. I was trying to build something,” he growled. “I was trying to build something big enough that no one could fucking touch us with their morally outraged crap!”
    “You didn’t tell me,” she cried.
    And then he snapped ... he just fucking lost it. In one second, he’d grabbed her and slammed her into his body, up on her toes, and then he crushed his mouth over hers. The next second Millie grabbed him and she started kissing him as violently and uncontrollably back, even through her tears dribbling over their urgently moving lips.
    Before they’d been sweet lovers and nothing about this was sweet. This was hot, urgent, and wild. It was as if they couldn’t control their hunger or if they thought about it, they would stop, and they each fiercely didn’t want that.
    Her mouth was like fire. It was wet heat and she bit the corner of his mouth, lashed her tongue over the spot, and then he swept his tongue deep into her mouth. She moaned a wild high sound, and she tried to crawl up his body.
    His hands helped her, lifting her leg over his hip with one hand and hoisting her bottom up with his other. That was when he discovered his hot stepsister was only wearing a thong under her short skirt.
    The creamy firm softness of her ass in his hands roared through him, and then he had her back against the wall where he could get both his hands on it. His groping, and her mad undulations, rubbed her heated mound against his hard erection, while her big breasts rolled across his chest, and they wildly tongued each other.
    He hadn’t notice, because he was so drunk on her mouth, that her hands were at his shirt, and then she ripped it open. Her mouth tore away from his and she bit his upper pectoral with hot lips, while his teeth grazed the curve of her neck. They were both panting and grinding against each other.
    Ten wild, crazy, and delirious minutes later he had her on the tip of his cock ready to plunge forward. She was pressed against the wall, wildly trying to impale herself on his bare cock, as he held her from doing so, while his mouth burned, because they were kissing so hotly. But a demon inside of him wanted her to know he was taking her bareback and going to put his seed deep inside her.
    Maybe it was revenge, but it always felt this way with her. She brought out something primal in him.
    He tore his mouth away from their feverish kisses, and he sharply growled, “Eyes. Let me see your fucking eyes, boo.”
    She