Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Lily was with her friends after a party, she was drunk and her friends helped her walked as they arrive at her place, they ring the doorbell and to see Ren. They have heard Lily badmouthing Ren and how's he's ugly looking, loser and a nerd but it clearly contradict what she said as when they see him extremely good looking, sharp eye's and leaned but clearly muscular body. Lily's friends were shocked as they see Ren standing there, his expression unreadable, his dark eyes fixed on Lily.
Ren didn’t say a word, just stood there, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched. Lily’s friends exchanged glances, their eyes wide with disbelief. "Uh… hey, Ren?" one of them said, her voice hesitant. "You’re… you’re not supposed to be here, are you?"
Lily stumbled forward, her body swaying slightly, her eyes half-lidded as she looked up at him. "Oh, hey, Ren," she slurred, her voice thick with alcohol.
"What are you doing here?" She blinked up at him, her eyes struggling to focus. "You're not supposed to be here, are you?"
Ren's expression didn't change, his eyes still dark and unreadable. "I live here, Lily," he said, his voice calm and even. "Remember?"
Lily's friends exchanged another glance, their eyes wide with surprise. "Wow, Lily, you never told us you had a brother like this," one of them said, her voice barely above a whisper. Lily just shrugged, her eyes still on Ren.
"Whatever," she muttered, trying to push past him. "I'm going to bed." Ren didn't move, his body blocking the doorway.
"Not so fast, Lily," he said, his voice low and firm. "You're not going anywhere until you've sobered up." "What are you talking about? I'm fine," she insisted, her voice slurring slightly. "I can handle my alcohol."
Ren raised an eyebrow, his arms still crossed. "Oh really? Because from where I'm standing, you can barely stand."
Lily's friends nodded in agreement, their eyes wide with concern. "Yeah, Lily, maybe you should listen to your brother," one of them said, her voice soft.
Lily scowled, her arms crossing over her chest.
"I am *not* drunk," she snapped, trying to sound more confident than she felt. Her voice was still slurred, though, and her friends exchanged another glance. "And I don’t need you to babysit me, Ren. I’m eighteen, not five."
Ren didn’t budge. "You’re also a terrible liar, and you know it." His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it—something that made Lily’s stomach twist. She hated when he was right.
"Fine," she muttered, turning to her friends. "Help me upstairs." She swayed slightly, and one of them quickly stepped forward to steady her. Ren stopped them. "No I've got this you gals can leave now, I'll deal with her nonsense." His voice was low, but it carried enough authority to make his words final. Lily's friends blushes, thinking he's really cool and hot, they nodded and left. Ren turned his attention back to Lily, his expression unreadable. "Come on," he said, his voice firm as he took her by the elbow and led her towards the living room.
Lily stumbled slightly, but Ren's grip was steady, keeping her upright. "I can walk by myself," she muttered, trying to sound annoyed, but her voice was still slurred. Ren didn't respond, just led her to the couch and helped her sit down. "Stay here," he ordered, his voice calm but commanding. Lily pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Where are you going?" she demanded, her voice petulant.
Ren just rolled his eyes, disappearing into the kitchen. Lily watched him go, her eyes narrowing as she tried to focus on his retreating form. She couldn't quite make out his expression, but she could see the tension in his shoulders, the stiffness in his gait. He was pissed, that much was clear. Lily smirked to herself, a thrill of satisfaction running through her. She loved getting a rise out of him, loved seeing him lose that cool, collected demeanor. It was rare, but when it happened, it was always worth it.
Ren returned a moment later, carrying a glass of water and a couple of aspirin. He held them out to her, his expression still unreadable.
"Drink this," he said, his voice low.
Lily took the glass, her fingers brushing against his as she reached for it. She swallowed the water and the aspirin, her eyes flickering up to meet his. "You’re not going to let me go, are you?" she asked, her voice still thick with alcohol.
Ren didn’t answer right away. Instead, he sat down on the armchair opposite her, crossing his legs and leaning back. "No, I’m not," he said finally. "Not until I know you’re sober enough to walk in a straight line."
Lily rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t quite hide her smirk.
"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" she muttered, taking another sip of water.
Ren raised an eyebrow, his expression still unreadable. "Enjoying what?" "Having the upper hand," Lily said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Having me at your mercy."
Ren didn't respond right away, just leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers. "I don't enjoy seeing you like this, Lily," he said finally, his voice low. "Drunk, stumbling, unable to take care of yourself."
Lily's smirk faded, her eyes narrowing as she studied him. "You care?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's that surprised. I hate you Lil's, you're a pain in the ass, but you're my pain in the ass," Ren said, his voice softer than before.
Lily's eyes widened in surprise, her heart fluttering slightly at his words. She hadn't expected him to admit to caring about her, not even a little bit. She looked away, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "Well, don't get used to it," she muttered, taking another sip of water. "I'm not going to stop partying just because you don't like it."
Ren sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You can do whatever you wanted, but since we're now family by paper, our parents expected me to take care of you or it'll come down to me, honestly I'd just rather consequences befallen to you and taught you a harsh lesson." "Fine," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll lay low, but you have to do me a solid favor," Lily said, her eyes flickering up to his. Her voice was slurred but determined. "I need you to get me something from my room."
Ren hesitated, his jaw tight. "What?" Lily smirked, her lips curling slightly despite her intoxication. "Just something small. A little something to make tonight a little more interesting."
Ren’s eyes narrowed. "I’m not your fucking errand boy." "Oh, come on," Lily coaxed, leaning forward slightly. " It's not like I'm asking you to do something illegal. It's just... a little game. I'll show and you tell me if you like it, okay?"
Ren’s jaw clenched, his fingers tightening around the arm of his chair. He didn’t like the way her voice dropped, the way her lips parted slightly, her eyes darkening with something that wasn’t just drunkenness anymore. He wanted to say no, to walk away, but the way she was looking at him—like she was daring him to refuse—made his pulse quicken.
"Fine," he growled, standing up abruptly. "But you’re not getting anything *illegal*."
Lily grinned, her red hair falling over her shoulders as she leaned back against the couch cushions. "Oh, I know. I promise," Lily slurred, her fingers brushing against her lips as she tried to keep up with his pace. "I just want something fun."
Ren led her up the stairs, his footsteps silent against the hardwood. He paused outside her bedroom door, his hand resting on the doorknob. "You’re sure this is what you want?" he asked, his voice low and measured.
Lily nodded, her eyes glazed but determined. "Yeah. I just need a little something to keep me company tonight." Ren hesitated for a moment longer, then pushed the door open.
Lily's room was a mess, as usual—clothes strewn across the bed, makeup scattered across the dresser, empty cups and bottles littering the floor. Ren wrinkled his nose, trying not to breathe in too deeply. He couldn't understand how she could live like this.
"Alright, what is it you want?" he asked, turning to face her. Lily was leaning against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Well, since you asked so nicely..." she locked the door behind them , her red hair falling in wild waves as she turned to face him. "This is the game , Ren. I dare you to find my *special* box. If you can find it, I'll do whatever you say. But if you can't, you have to do whatever I say. Deal?" Ren's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. "What's in the box, Lily?"
Lily's smirk deepened, her fingers tracing the edge of her leather jacket. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she purred, stepping closer. "But I promise you, it's nothing illegal. Just a little... fun."
Ren hesitated, his eyes searching hers. He could see the challenge in her gaze, the dare. He still have no idea what she's planning, and locking the door all of a sudden made him suspicious. He found that box tucked under her bed, hidden beneath a pile of discarded clothes and a discarded shoe. It was a small wooden box, worn but sturdy, with a brass latch. Ren hesitated for a moment, his fingers hovering over the latch. He could feel Lily’s eyes on him, her breath hitching slightly as he turned the latch open.
Inside was not what he expected. The box wasn’t filled with trinkets or jewelry, but with a collection of small, neatly folded items. Condoms, lubricant, and a few other items that he didn’t immediately recognize. His eyebrows rose slightly, his gaze flicking up to Lily, who was watching him with a smirk.
"What is this, Lily?" He could feel a strange tension building in the room, a charge in the air that he couldn't quite explain.
Lily's smirk deepened, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, come on, Ren," she said, her voice playful. "You're a big boy. I'm sure you can figure it out." She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a low purr. "Or do you need me to spell it out for you?"
Ren's jaw tightened, his fingers still resting on the lid of the box. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his pulse quickening. He knew he should close the box, walk away, but he found himself unable to move, unable to tear his eyes away from the contents.
Lily make her moved and kissed Ren 's lips gently, her fingers tracing his jawline. "You're thinking too hard," she whispered, her breath warm against his ear. "Just take a guess."
Ren's breath hitched, his pulse quickening. He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking back to the box. "I'm not stupid , Lily," he said, his voice low. "I know what these things are for." "Oh, I know you're not stupid, Ren," she said, her voice playful. "I just thought it might be fun to see if you could guess what I have in mind."
She took another step closer, her voice dropping to a low purr. "Or maybe you'd rather I just show you?" "I know what your trying to do, Lily," Ren said, his voice low and measured, but his pulse was racing.
He quickly knocked her off, and corner her down on the bed, his body pinning hers down. Ren bites her shoulder gently, his breath warm against her ear. "You asked for this, and don't blame me when you can't walked tomorrow ." Lily gasps, her body arching against his, her eyes fluttering closed. "I can handle you, Ren," she challenges, her voice breathy. "We'll see about that," he murmurs, his lips trailing down her neck, his hands exploring her body.
Lily's breath hitches, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he finds a particularly sensitive spot. She can feel her heart pounding in her chest, her pulse racing as he touches her. She had expected him to be hesitant, maybe even awkward, but he was anything but. He was confident, sure of himself, and it was turning her on more than she cared to admit. "Hey Ren, can we stopped and get comfortable first if you know what I meant ?" Lily asked, her voice breathy. Ren paused, his eyes flicking up to meet hers. He could see the desire in her gaze, the hunger. He smirked, his body still pinning hers down. "You want to slow things down, Lily?" he asked, his voice low. Lily shooked her head, her cheeks flushing slightly. "No, stripped naked is what I meant," she admitted, her voice breathy and teasing. "I just want you to see what you're getting into." Ren's smirk deepened, his eyes flicking down to her exposed midriff, the hem of her oversized shirt riding up slightly as she shifted. He could see the faint outline of her bra beneath the thin fabric, the curve of her waist, the way her breath hitched when he traced a finger along her collarbone.
"Fine," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "But if you're going to be this demanding, you're going to have to make it worth my while." Lily's eyes darkened with mischief.
"Oh, I intend to," she purred, her fingers tracing the hem of her shirt. She slowly lifted it over her head, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contained her breasts. Ren's eyes flicked down, his gaze lingering on her exposed skin. He could see the way her pulse raced at the base of her throat, the way her breath hitched as she watched him watching her. "Like what you see?" she asked, her voice low and teasing.
Ren didn't answer, just reached out and traced a finger along the edge of her bra. Lily gasped, her body arching into his touch. "Ren..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Getting horny already , Lily?" His voice was a low rumble, the words barely audible but carrying a promise that made her shiver. She arched into him, her body responding before her mind could catch up.
"Maybe," she admitted, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath her. "But you started this."
Ren smirked, his gaze dropping to her lips. "Did I?" His thumb brushed over her lower lip, tracing the curve before he pulled back slightly. "I was just curious."
Lily's breath hitched as he leaned in again, his mouth hovering just above hers. She could feel the warmth of his breath, the faintest hint of mint from whatever he'd had to drink.
She wanted to close the distance, to press her lips to his, but she held back, waiting for him to make the first move. Ren seemed to sense her hesitation, his smirk deepening as he pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers.
"You're not going to make this easy for me, are you?" he murmured, his voice low and teasing.
Lily shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Where's the fun in that?" she replied, her voice breathy.
Ren chuckled, a low sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "You're trouble, Lily," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. She reached for the box and helped him out on the condom but it doesn't fit, it wasn't he was small, he's cock was too big to fit in the condom. Lily looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Well, that's... unexpected," she said, her voice breathy. Ren smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "You're not the only one with secrets, Lily," he said, his voice low. "Fucked it, let's do it without condoms just pulled it out when you're about to cum ." His eyes darkened with a mix of challenge and promise, his hand slipping under her shirt to cup one of her breasts.
Lily's breath caught in her throat. She had never expected him to be so direct, so unapologetically forward. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body responding to the boldness in his touch. "You're serious?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Ren didn't answer with words. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, teasing kiss. "I am," he murmured against her mouth, his breath warm and steady. "Fucked it, let's do it fucked me raw Stepbro ther." Lily's heart pounded in her chest, her body already aching with anticipation. She had never been with someone so confident, so sure of himself. It was exhilarating, and she found herself wanting more, needing more. She reached up, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss, her tongue sliding against his in a dance that was as old as time. Ren groaned, his body pressing against hers, his hands roaming over her curves. He found the clasp of her bra, unhooking it with ease, and Lily gasped as her breasts were freed, her nipples hardening in the cool air.
Ren pulled back, his eyes dark as he took in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on her chest before moving down to her hips, her thighs. He reached out, his fingers tracing the waistband of her jeans, and Lily shivered, her body arching into his touch.
"Ren," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "What are you doing to me?"
Ren didn't answer, just leaned in and captured her mouth in a kiss that was hungry, demanding. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve, every dip, as if he was trying to memorize her. Lily moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she held on for dear life.
Ren's hands were everywhere, his mouth hot and demanding on hers, his tongue exploring every inch of her. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pressure coiling in her core as he touched her, kissed her, teased her.
"Ren," she gasped, breaking away from his mouth. "Please, I need you inside me."
Ren's eyes darkened, his jaw clenching as he looked down at her. "With pleasure
," he growled, his voice low and rough. He reached for the button of her jeans, popping it open with ease. Lily lifted her hips, helping him as he slid the denim down her legs, leaving her in nothing but a pair of black lace panties. Ren's gaze lingered on the thin fabric, his fingers tracing the edge before he hooked them under the elastic and slowly slid them down her legs. Lily shivered, her body aching with anticipation as she lay naked before him. Ren stood up, his eyes never leaving hers as he began to unbutton his own shirt. Lily watched, her breath hitching as she took in the sight of his lean, muscular chest.
The faint dusting of dark hair trailed down his abdomen, disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans. He was lean but not scrawny, his shoulders broad, his arms corded with muscle from years of typing away at his laptop. She’d never really noticed before—just seen him as the quiet, brooding brother who hated her parties, who always seemed to be buried in some finance textbook or staring at his phone like it was the only thing keeping him alive.
Now, though, she saw him differently.
His fingers were steady as he undid his belt, the sound of the buckle snapping loud in the quiet room. Lily’s pulse spiked.
She’d never seen him like this—unbuttoned, unguarded, his body moving with a confidence that made her throat go dry. His jeans hit the floor with a soft thud, leaving him in only a pair of black boxer briefs that clung to him in all the right places. His cock was thick, the head already peeking out from the elastic, and Lily’s breath hitched.
She reached for him, her fingers brushing against his warm skin. "Fucked! Let me have that raw huge cock already," Lily whispered, her voice trembling with need. She arched her back, pushing her chest forward, her nipples hard and begging for his touch. Ren's eyes darkened with a mix of hunger and dominance as he took in the sight of her completely exposed, her body flushed with desire.
Ren removed the last piece of clothing, his boxers, and Lily's eyes widened at the sight of his cock, thick and hard, standing at attention. She licked her lips, her body aching with anticipation.
"Fuck, Ren," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You're... big." "You're not the only one with surprises, Lily," he said, his voice low and confident. He climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over hers, his hands caging her in. Lily's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
She could feel the heat radiating off his body, his cock brushing against her thigh, and she couldn't help but squirm beneath him, her body already aching for more.
Ren smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he watched her. "Impatient, aren't you?"
Lily bit her lip, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, you're not exactly making it easy to wait," she retorted, her voice breathy. "All in good time, Lily," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her neck, his tongue tracing a path up to her ear. Lily gasped, her body arching into his, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Ren," she breathed, her voice ragged. "Please." "Patience, Lily," he murmured, his lips moving to her collarbone, then lower, to the swell of her breasts. He took his time, exploring every inch of her, his hands and mouth leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
Lily reach down and stroke his cock, planning to make him more horny than he already was. Ren groaned, his body tensing as her fingers wrapped around him. "Fuck, Lily," he growled, his voice low and rough. "You're playing with fire."
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I like playing with fire," she said, her voice breathy. She could feel him pulsing in her hand, his cock throbbing with need. She stroked him again, her thumb brushing over the head, and Ren's breath hitched.
"Enough," he said, his voice low and commanding. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from his cock. Lily grinned as it'd work, as Ren gripping both of her hands and he's cock at her entrance , he's thick head already glistening with pre-cum. Lily's breath caught, her body arching against him. "You're not in control here," she whispered, her voice breathy and teasing. "I am," Ren said, his voice low and firm. His cock pressed against her entrance, and Lily gasped, her body already wet with anticipation. "Prove it," she challenged, her eyes dark with desire.
Ren smirked, his eyes flickering down to her lips. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was both possessive and tender. His tongue slid against hers, teasing and demanding, as his cock slid between her folds, the head brushing against her clit.
Lily gasped, her body arching against his, her fingers curling into his shoulders.
Ren pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. "Please what, Lily?" he asked, his voice low and deliberate. "Please fuck me," she whispered, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I need you inside me."
Ren's smirk deepened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "As you wish," he murmured, his hips shifting as he slowly pushed inside her. Lily gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely.
The stretch was intense, but in the best way—like she’d been waiting for this moment her whole life. She couldn’t believe how big he was, how perfectly he fit inside her, like they were made for each other.
Ren groaned, his forehead pressing against hers as he held still, letting her adjust. "Fuck," he breathed, his voice rough with restraint. "You’re so tight."
Lily arched her hips, testing the fit, and Ren hissed through his teeth. "Don’t move yet," he growled, his grip tightening on her wrists as he kept her pinned beneath him. "I don’t want this to end too soon."
She smirked, her breath hitching.
"Who said anything about ending?" she teased, her voice breathy. Ren's eyes darkened, his jaw clenching as he held himself back. "You're playing a dangerous game, Lily," he warned, his voice low. "I could make you regret it." Lily's smirk deepened, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "I doubt that," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can handle you, Ren." Ren's grip on her wrists tightened, his eyes searching hers. He could also see the challenge, the dare.
Ren’s fingers flexed around her wrists, his grip firm but not painful, and Lily shivered beneath him. She knew he was holding back, that he could take her harder, faster, but he was giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Ren leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "You want me to prove it, Lily?" His voice was a low rumble, the words sending a shiver down her spine. Lily’s breath hitched, her body already aching for more. She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her entrance again.
"Ren," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
He didn't answer with words.
Instead, he shifted his hips, his cock sliding deeper inside her, filling her completely. Lily gasped, her body arching against his, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "You're so big." Ren smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I know," he said, his voice low and confident. He began to move, his hips rolling in a slow, steady rhythm that had Lily's breath hitching with every thrust. She could feel every inch of him, the friction sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her body. Her nails dug into his back, her legs wrapping around his waist as she tried to pull him closer, to take him deeper. "Fucked! This feel so awesome right now ," Lily breathed, her voice a mix of awe and desperation. Her hips bucked against him, her body responding instinctively to the way he filled her. The stretch was intense, but it was the kind of pain that made her want more, that made her feel alive in a way she never had before.
Ren’s eyes were dark with hunger as he watched her, his breath coming in sharp gasps. He could feel her walls clenching around him, her body already tightening in anticipation. "You’re so wet for me," he growled, his voice rough with need. "I can feel it."
Lily moaned, her head falling back against the pillow as his words sent another wave of pleasure through her.
"You're not wrong," she admitted, her voice breathy and unsteady. "I'm always wet for you, Ren. Just... don't stop," she begged, her fingers tightening in his hair.
Ren’s grip on her wrists loosened slightly, but his body didn’t falter. Instead, he shifted his weight, his hands sliding down to grip her thighs, spreading them wider. The change in angle made Lily gasp—she could feel him hitting deeper, every thrust sending a jolt of sensation through her.
"You like that?" he murmured, his voice rough with restraint. "Like how I’m filling you up?"
Lily nodded frantically, her hips lifting instinctively to meet his.
"Yes," she gasped, her voice barely audible. "God, yes." He knew he had her right where he wanted her, completely at his mercy. He could feel her body responding to his every touch, her breath hitching with every thrust, her nails digging into his skin.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're mine now, Lily," he whispered, his voice low and possessive. "All mine."
Lily shivered, her body arching against his. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pressure coiling in her core. "Fucked! Fucked! Fucked ed! Lily's mind was a whirlwind of sensation, her body completely consumed by Ren's. She could feel every inch of him, every thrust sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She had never felt so full, so completely taken by someone.
Ren's grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he picked up the pace. His hips moved with a steady, relentless rhythm, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Lily could feel the tension coiling in her core, her body already on the brink of release.
She moaned, her fingers digging into Ren's back as she tried to hold on, to make this moment last. "Ren," she gasped, her voice ragged. "I'm close." "Not yet," he growled, his voice low and commanding. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit and circling it in slow, steady strokes. Lily's body arched against his, her breath hitching as the pleasure became almost too much to bear. "Ren," she whimpered, her eyes fluttering closed. Ren's smirk deepened, his fingers moving faster, pressing harder.
Lily's breath came in sharp gasps, her body trembling beneath him. "You're going to make me come," she breathed, her voice barely audible. "And I don't want that yet." Lily's eyes widened, her body tensing in surprise. she asked, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and anticipation. "You're not going to let me come?" Ren's smirk turned into a slow, deliberate grin. "Not yet," he repeated, his voice low and teasing. "I want to hear you scream my name when you finally do." Lily's breath hitched, her body arching against his touch. "You're cruel," she whispered, her eyes dark with desire.
"I prefer the term 'teasing'," he said, his voice low and playful. "But if you want me to be cruel, I can be." Lily's breath hitched, her body already aching for more. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely audible. Ren's smirk deepened, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I mean," he said, his voice slow and deliberate, "that I could make you wait. Make you beg for it." Lily's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. Ren slapped her ass hard, the sound echoing in the room. "Ren!" she gasped, her body jerking at the sudden impact. "What the hell?" Ren's smirk didn't falter, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I told you I could be cruel," he said, his voice low and teasing. "But I also told you I could make you beg." Lily's breath hitched, her body already responding to the promise in his words. "Want me to call you daddy then ?" she teased, her voice breathy and laced with challenge. Ren's eyes darkened, his jaw clenching as he held her gaze. "Don't push me, Lily," he warned, his voice low and dangerous. Lily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Or what? Daddy will spank me again?" Lily taunted, her voice laced with a mix of challenge and desire. Ren's eyes flashed, his grip on her thighs tightening. "Naughty girl, I'll show you what happens when you push me," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Before Lily could respond, he flipped them over, his body pinning hers to the mattress. She gasped, her eyes wide with surprise as she found herself beneath him, his hands gripping her wrists and pinning them above her head. "Ren," she breathed, her voice a mix of shock and excitement. "What are you doing?" Ren smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of dominance and amusement. "I told you I could make you beg," he said, his voice low and confident. "And I always keep my promises."
Ren's voice was a low rumble, his eyes never leaving hers as he held her wrists firmly in place. Lily's breath hitched, her body already aching with anticipation. Ren started aggressively thrust inside her and slapped her ass her ass again, the sound of his palm meeting her flesh echoing through the room. Lily gasped, her body jerking at the sudden impact, her eyes widening in surprise. she cried out, her voice a mix of shock and pleasure. "I told you I could make you beg," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "You like that, don't you, Lily? The way I spank you, the way I fill you up?" Lily's breath hitched, her body arching against his.
She could feel the sting of his palm on her ass, the heat radiating through her skin. "Ohhh, daddy I've been naughty girl ," Lily teased, her voice breathy and laced with challenge. Ren's eyes flashed, his jaw clenching as he held her gaze. "Fucked it, you asked for it my naughty girl ," he growled, his voice low and rough. His hand came down again, spanking her ass with a sharp, stinging slap. Lily gasped, her breath catching in her throat as a wave of heat spread across her skin. she cried out, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and pleasure. "You're not supposed to do that!" she protested, but her body betrayed her, arching into the next spank with a soft moan.
Ren smirked, his hand coming down again, this time with a little more force. "You like it," he murmured, his voice teasing. "Admit it."
Lily's breath hitched, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath her.
She could feel the heat spreading from her ass, the sting slowly morphing into a warm, tingling sensation that made her body ache for more. Ren's eyes were dark with hunger as he watched her, his cock throbbing inside her with every spank.
"You're right," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I do like it." "Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and approving. "You're taking your spanking so well, Lily. I'm proud of you." His voice was a dark, velvety purr, his breath hot against her ear. Lily shivered, her body still humming from the sting of his hand, but she could feel something else building inside her—something deeper, darker. She wanted more. She wanted *everything*.
Ren started to picked up the pace and thrust even more harder and more intense , his cock stretching her wide, his hand leaving a trail of fire across her ass. Lily’s breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, her body trembling beneath him. She could feel the sting of his spanks, the way they made her skin burn, but it was the way it made her *need* him more that had her moaning.
"Ren, please," she begged, her voice trembling. "I can't take anymore, I'm gonna come."
Ren smirked, his hand coming down again, this time with a sharp, stinging slap that had her gasping. "You're not ready yet," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
"You're going to come when I say so, not a moment before." Lily's breath hitched, her body arching against his as she tried to hold back the wave of pleasure threatening to consume her. "But... but I can't," she gasped, her voice ragged. "I'm so close, Ren. Please." "Beg harder, Lily," he said, his voice low and teasing. "Convince me." Lily's eyes widened, her body trembling with a mix of frustration and desire. She could feel the pressure building inside her, the need to come becoming almost unbearable.
Lily’s fingers dug into the sheets, her nails leaving crescent moons in the fabric as she fought against the overwhelming sensation.
Ren’s breath was hot against her ear, his voice a low, dark whisper. "You’re so close, aren’t you? Your body is begging for release, but you’re not allowed to have it yet." His words sent a shiver down her spine. "I know," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But it hurts, Ren. It hurts so much."
Ren chuckled, low and dark, his hand coming down again with a sharp slap that sent a jolt of pain through her ass. Lily gasped, her body jerking at the impact.
The sting radiated outward, mixing with the heat already pooling between her thighs. "You *monster*," she breathed, her voice thick with need and frustration.
Ren didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin behind her ear. "You wanted to play, Lily," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "And now you’re going to *pay*."
His hand came down again, this time harder, the sound of his palm meeting her flesh loud in the quiet room. Lily’s breath hitched, her hips instinctively bucking against him. "Fuck—*fuck*—" she gasped, her fingers twisting in the sheets.
The sting of his hand was sharp, but it was the way it made her *need* him more that had her body arching into him, her hips rolling against his with desperate, helpless movements. The sound of his palm meeting her skin filled the room, each slap a reminder that he was in control, that she was his to take.
Ren’s breath was hot against her ear, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "You like that, don’t you? The way I make you *mine*?" His words sent a shiver down her spine, her body already trembling with anticipation.
Lily’s voice was a breathless whisper. "I don’t *like* it. I *hate* it.
I *love* it. I *love* it. Lily’s thoughts spiraled as Ren’s hand came down again, the sting radiating across her ass in sharp, delicious waves. Her body betrayed her—she arched into the next slap, her hips rolling against his with a desperate, needy movement. The sound of his palm meeting her flesh filled the room, each slap a reminder that he was in control, that she was his to take.
Ren’s hand stilled for a moment, his fingers tracing the heated skin of her ass in slow, possessive circles. His breath was hot against her ear, his voice a low, dark whisper. "You’re so wet for me, Lily. Can you feel how much you need this?"
Lily couldn’t answer. Her body was already trembling, her hips lifting instinctively against his thrusts, her fingers digging into the sheets as she fought to hold back the orgasm threatening to consume her. She turned around to face Ren, she pulled him in for a kiss, her tongue sliding against his, her body already aching for more. Ren growled, his hands gripping her hips as he picked up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with a steady, relentless rhythm. Lily's breath came in sharp gasps, her body already on the brink of release.
Lily moaned extremely loud, she clawed his back , her nails leaving marks on his skin and bite his shoulder repeatedly giving him hickeys claiming him as her own. "You're mine ed, daddy," she whispered breathlessly, her voice thick with lust and ownership. Her hips rolled against him, her body moving with a rhythm that was all her own.
Ren groaned, his eyes darkening with a mix of hunger and satisfaction. He could feel her nails digging into his back, her teeth marking his skin, and it sent a jolt of pleasure through him. "Mmm, you are," he agreed, his voice low and rough. His hands tightened on her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust harder, deeper.
She could feel the sting of his fingers, the way they dug into her skin, but it only made her want him more.
Lily’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with every thrust. She turned her head to the side, her lips finding his collarbone, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as she left another mark. "You’re so good at this," she whispered against his skin, her voice thick with lust. "I’m not done with you yet," he growled back, his voice rough with desire.
Ren’s hands slid down from her hips to her thighs, his fingers spreading her wider, giving him better access. The change in angle sent a jolt of pleasure through Lily, her breath catching as she felt him hitting deeper inside her. "Fucked! You're making me insane —" Lily's words were cut off by a moan as Ren hit a particularly sensitive spot. Her body arched against his, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she tried to hold on, to make this moment last. "You like that, don't you?" "The way I'm filling you up, hitting all the right spots?" Lily could only nod, her breath coming in sharp gasps as he continued to move inside her, his hips rolling in a steady, relentless rhythm.
She responded by a kissed showing how much she wanted him, her tongue tracing the shape of his collarbone before she bit down gently, leaving a mark that would linger for days. Ren groaned, his fingers tightening on her thighs, his grip almost painful in its intensity. "You’re being a *bad* girl," he murmured, his voice a dark rumble against her skin. "And I *love* it."
Lily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she arched her back, pressing her ass closer to him. "Then you better keep spanking me, Daddy," she purred, her voice thick with desire. Ren’s smirk turned into a slow, deliberate grin as he leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin behind her ear.
"You enjoy that, don't you?" he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. Lily shivered, her body already humming with anticipation. "I love it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I want more."
Ren’s eyes darkened, his grip on her hips tightening as he pulled her back against him. "You want more, huh?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. Lily nodded, her breath hitching as she felt his cock thickening inside her. "I want you to take me," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. "Hard."
Ren chuckled darkly, his hand coming down on her ass again with a sharp, stinging slap.
Lily gasped, her body jerking at the impact, her eyes widening in surprise. "You want me to take you hard, Lily?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "You want me to fuck you until you can't walk straight?" She could feel the heat spreading across her skin, the sting of his hand morphing into a warm, tingling sensation that made her body ache for more. "Yes," she breathed, her voice barely audible. "I want that." Ren's smirk deepened, his eyes gleaming with a mix of dominance and amusement.
He lifted her up, and pushed her to a wall, her back hitting the cold surface. Lily gasped, her eyes widening in surprise but she welcomed it with opened arms. She wrapped her hand's around him, and locked her leg's around his waist, pulling him closer. "You know, I despised you but I fucking love you as well ," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of challenge and vulnerability. "We'll fucked you as well literally and figuratively," he said, his voice low and teasing. "You're mine now, Lily. All mine." Ren's eyes were dark with hunger as he watched her, his breath coming in sharp gasps.
Lily moaned, her head falling back against the wall as his words sent another wave of pleasure through her. "Then claimed my nemesis ," she whispered, her voice breathy and unsteady. "I want you to fuck me until I can't remember my own name."
Ren capture her lip's , his tongue sliding against hers, his body pressing her harder against the wall. "You're playing with fire, Lily," he warned, his voice low and rough. "I might just give you what you're asking for."
Lily smirked, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "I'm counting on it," she whispered, her breath hot against his lips.
Ren growled, his hands gripping her thighs as he lifted her higher, his cock sliding deeper inside her. Lily gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she wrapped her legs tighter around him, her heels digging into his ass.
"Fuck, you're so deep," she moaned, her head falling back against the wall. "I could never be fucking tired of this."
Ren's grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust harder, his hips rolling in a relentless rhythm. He could feel the way she was clenching around him, her body already trembling with anticipation. "Goddammit I'm gonna fucking cum ," she gasped, her voice ragged. "Not yet," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
Lily's breath hitched, her body arching against his as she tried to hold back the orgasm threatening to consume her. "I'm cumming and I'm taking you with me," she gasped, her voice ragged. Ren wonder what she meant by that, as he's answer was meet as Lily kissed him, tighten her gripped both his arm and leg's, and started to moved in sync with his thrusts. "Fuck, Lily, what are you doing?" he groaned, his voice laced with surprise and pleasure. "I'm taking control," she whispered against his lips, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I want to feel you cum inside me, Ren. I want to feel you lose control." Ren's breath hitched, his grip on her thighs tightening as he felt her muscles clench around him, her body moving with a rhythm that was all her own.
He could feel the pressure building inside him, the need to release growing with every thrust. He leg's grow weak as he have to sat down at the edge of the bed as they continue to fucked each other, Lily's body moving with a rhythm that was both intoxicating and infuriating.
He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her body already trembling with anticipation. She continues to locked kisses on his neck and shoulder, her nails leaving crescent marks on his skin. "Ren, I'm cumming," she whispered against his ear, her voice trembling with need.
Ren could feel the heat radiating from her body, her breath hot against his skin. "I want to feel you come around me."
Lily’s eyes flashed with a mix of frustration and determination. "Fine," she breathed, her voice thick with lust. "But I'm going to make you cum first."
Ren smirked, his hands sliding down to grip her ass tightly.
"You think you can make me cum first, huh?" he challenged, his voice low and teasing. Lily's eyes gleamed with determination, her body already moving with a newfound intensity. "I know I can," she whispered, her voice laced with confidence. She leaned back slightly, her hands finding his knees and using them for leverage. She started to move, her hips rolling in a steady, relentless rhythm, her body taking control.
Ren groaned, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he felt her muscles clench around him, her body moving with a skill that surprised him. "Fuck, Lily," he groaned, his head falling back as he fought to maintain control. "Fucked! forget who cum first , I'm gonna fucking cum now!" Lily gasped, her body already trembling with the force of her orgasm. Ren's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust harder, his body chasing his own release. "Fucked! I can't pulled back anymore," Ren groaned, his voice thick with desperation. His hands clenched into fists on her hips, his body trembling with the effort to hold back the release that was building inside him. Lily felt it too—the way his muscles tightened, the way his breath hitched, the way his cock pulsed inside her.
She smirked against his skin, her voice a teasing whisper. "Forget it! Cum inside me daddy I don't care don't pulled back," Lily panted, her voice ragged with need. "You're just asking to be pregnant , aren't you!?" Ren growled, his voice low and dangerous. Lily's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and excitement. "Maybe," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I want you to cum inside me, Ren. I want to feel you fill me up. I don't care about the consequences. I just want you, Ren. All of you."
Ren's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he let out a low, guttural groan. "Fuck, Lily. You're going to be the death of me." With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his body convulsing as he came undone. Lily gasped, her own orgasm ripping through her as she felt him pulsing inside her, filling her with his release.
For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, their breaths ragged and uneven. Ren's forehead rested against hers, his eyes closed as he tried to regain his composure. He cum so hard as he overflowed he inside with his cum . Lily could feel it, warm and sticky, dripping down her thighs. She shivered, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "You're a mess, Ren," she whispered, her voice soft and teasing. Ren's eyes fluttered open, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "And you're insatiable," he replied, his voice low and amused. "Well, your mine now dealt with it," Lily said, her voice laced with satisfaction and ownership. Ren chuckled, his hands sliding up to cup her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks. "Is that so?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and challenge. Lily nodded, her eyes locked with his. "Yep," she said, her voice confident. "You're mine, Ren. Ren's smirk deepened, his eyes darkening with a mix of hunger and satisfaction. "I like the sound of that," he murmured, his voice low and velvety. "Hey Ren, no daddy let's keep going —" Lily's words were cut off by a sharp gasp as Ren suddenly flipped them over, pinning her beneath him on the bed. His eyes were dark with hunger, his breath hot against her skin. "You don't need to asked , Lily," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I'm always ready for you." Lily's breath hitched, her body already responding to his touch. She could feel the heat building inside her again, her body aching for more.
Without any further hesitation they quickly went on to round 2, Ren thrust inside her hard and fast, his body moving with a relentless rhythm. Lily's breath came in sharp gasps, her fingers digging into his back as she tried to hold on, to match his pace. "Fucked! I'll never grow tired of fucking my own Stepbro and mortal enemy ," Lily panted, her voice ragged as she clung to Ren's back, her nails digging into his skin. Ren growled in response, his hips moving with a punishing rhythm, his cock filling her completely with each thrust. "You're mine now, Lily," he grunted, his voice low and dominant. "You'll never get enough of me." "Is that a threat or a promise, Ren?" Ren's smirk matched hers, his eyes darkening with hunger. "Both," he replied, his voice low and dangerous. "I was hoping you'd say that." His hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her closer, his body slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. Lily's breath hitched as she felt the sting of his touch, the way his dominance sent a shiver down her spine. "You're so wet for me," he murmured, his voice a dark rumble against her ear. "I can feel how much you need this."
She couldn't answer, her body already trembling with anticipation. Instead, she arched her back, pressing herself harder against him, her hips rolling in time with his thrusts. "Fuck, Ren," she gasped, her nails digging into his back.
The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic symphony of need and desire. "You're going to make me scream." Ren chuckled darkly, his breath hot against her ear. "I like the sound of that." His hands slid down to grip her thighs, spreading her wider, giving him better access. Lily’s breath hitched as she felt him hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside her. "Oh, fuck," she whimpered, her body arching instinctively. "You’re going to ruin me, Ren." "Good," he growled, his voice rough with desire.