The Alpha Slipped Inside The Wrong Sister novel Chapter 91

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Evie’s pov

I could feel the pulsing of his cock inside me as he stopped for me to adjust. He was thick, lengthy and so hard.

And buried so so deep.

His head falls on my shoulder, his lips touching my skin as he pants and groans in pleasure. “Fuck. This feels so good,” he moans. “You feel so damn good.”

My juices soaked his cock like a second skin. My walls grip around him so hard that it cried to not let go. I’m a moaning mess in his arms.

“Ryan,” I moan as his grip on my waist tightens. My back presses more firmly against the wall and my fingers grab his shoulders, nails digging into his skin.

And then he starts to move.

Slow at first as his huge cock pulls back reluctantly from my pussy before he thrust back in so deep, my back arches off the wall.

“Ahh!” I scream, feeling the head of his cock touch my G spot. He hisses, gripping me harder as he moans on my shoulder. “Fuck. You’re so wet and tight I don’t think I’ll last long.”

My breath broke from my lungs and my head falls back against the wall as I cling to him tightly. He pumps into me, feeding me his cock over and over.

Every stretch felt too good. Every pulse drew me closer to an orgasm. And every feel made my legs tremble.

“Oh Evie,” Ryan groaned, pumping his hard cock into my wetness.

My walls cling to him, snuggling him in tightly. I’m so wet I’m dripping on the floor.

His grip tightened, his forehead pressing against my shoulder as a low groan rumbled through him and vibrated against me. The sound alone sent another wave of heat through me and my pussy walls clung to him.

“Shhiitt,” he grunted, lifting his head from my shoulder to look at me. Our eyes connected and every single bad thought left my head. The way his eyes locked onto mine, everything inside me just stilled.

My breath staggered as I stared at him. Really looked at him.

I was staring into the eyes of the man I once loved. The man who had always been by my side. My best friend. Not the alpha. Not the man who hurt me. Just Ryan.

The sounds our sex made as he pounds into me bounced off the four walls. “Mmm,” I moaned, the pleasure intensifying so much that my head fell on his shoulder.

His back muscles flex and strain under my touch, slicking with sweat that I want to lick off. My tongue darts out without thinking and trails across his shoulder to his neck.

Ryan shudders, moaning, his grip tightening. “Fuck.”

His cock feels warm inside me and the way he stretches my walls was so delicious I couldn’t help but moan out his

name.

He pounded into my wet pulsing walls over and over, gripping me hard as if he was scared I’d pull away. My name fluttered out of his mouth like a plea and his lips touched the base of my neck. I shudder.

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I took everything he was giving me. Every thrust. Every feel of his cock deep.

I hadn’t felt it in so long. I hadn’t felt him this close in so long.

I pant, my head thrown back as Ryan fucks me hard until biting my lip to suppress my sounds was fruitless. I gasp, I cry out, I moan.

His name on my tongue felt good. And my name on his made me wetter.

And then as I soak his cock with my juices, I feel it then. The building pressure I once felt years ago with him. Only him.

I was about to cum.

I gripped him harder, my eyes connected with his.

He stared back at me like I was the most precious thing he’s ever seen. As if I were the most beautiful thing he had set his eyes on.

“Oh Evie,” he groaned and that did it for me. I cry out his name as my walls cling to him hard and cream his cock with my cum.

“Fuck!” Ryan growled and pressed his forehead against mine, his thrust getting sloppy as the grip of my walls prevents him from moving too much.

With a roar, Ryan’s cock throbs inside me and spurts out his warmth deep into my walls. The first feel of his cum inside me made me freeze as it brought back memories.

Memories that I had pushed to the side.

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