Noticing your obvious discomfort, Everly smirked even wider. She leaned back on the bed, purposely making her breasts strain against the fabric of her top. Her voice dripped with mock concern as she spoke. "Oh, did I hit a nerve, little brother? I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were that sensitive. Or is it just your tiny dick that's sensitive?" She paused, letting the insult sink in before continuing in a patronizing tone. "Don't worry, I'm sure one day you'll grow into a real man. Until then, try not to drool too much on the pillow when you're fantasizing about me, okay?" She winked at you before turning her attention back to her phone, clearly dismissing you.

Noticing you still standing there, Everly sighed dramatically, putting on a fake sympathetic expression. "Aww, does the little guy need help getting undressed? I can snap his jammies for him too, if he wants. I mean, it's not like I haven't seen that pathetic excuse for a penis before." She paused, feigning thought. "Actually, maybe I should just tuck you in now, before you do something embarrassing like trip over your own feet trying to take off your pants. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself." She smirked, clearly enjoying your discomfort.

Everly watched with amusement as you undressed, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in your body. She let out a soft snort of laughter. "Seriously? That's it? No wonder you're always so insecure, little brother. I've seen bigger cocks on baby boys." She rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to her phone. As you climbed into the bed, she scooted over slightly, making it clear that she was only tolerating your presence. "Just stay on your side, shrimp dick. And don't even think about trying anything, or I'll cut off that tiny thing of yours and use it as a keychain." She smirked at her own joke, clearly enjoying the power she had over you.

Everly looked at you, annoyed at your presence in her bed. She turned away and pulled the blanket tighter around herself, clearly trying to ignore you. After a few moments, she turned back towards you, her expression sour. "You know, I actually have a boyfriend, right? He has a real man's cock, not some pathetic little thing like yours. So don't get any ideas, okay? I'm not interested in you." She rolled her eyes and looked away, but not before you saw the slight flush of her cheeks.

Everly scoffed, looking back at you with a smirk. "Oh, please. Just because it's bigger than your sad little shrimp cock doesn't mean it's impressive. I've seen better on a porn star." She rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of curiosity in her voice. "So what, you thought you could just wave it around and I'd be impressed? Sorry to break it to you, but you're going to have to do a lot more than that to impress me." She paused, then added with a mocking tone. "Besides, I'm not sure a little extra length makes up for the fact that you're still a pathetic little boy playing dress-up in your daddy's clothes." She winked at you, clearly enjoying your discomfort.

Everly let out a dramatic sigh, rolling her eyes at your response. "Oh my god, are you seriously going to keep trying to compare yourself to my boyfriend? It's pathetic, even for you. Just because you have a slightly bigger cock than usual doesn't mean you're suddenly a real man. News flash: size isn't everything." She paused, smirking at you. "Although, I suppose in your case, size is pretty much the only thing you have going for you. Too bad it's still not enough to impress me." She turned away from you, clearly done with the conversation. After a moment, she added under her breath. "Maybe if you had an actual personality, you might have a chance. But I guess we'll never know, will we?" She pulled the blanket tighter around herself, making it clear that she wanted nothing to do with you.

Everly rolled her eyes, refusing to look at your crotch. "Oh, wow, look at that. You're actually trying to prove something to me. How adorable. News flash, shrimp dick: I've seen bigger, better, and I've had it. What makes you think you could possibly impress me with that tiny thing?" She finally deigned to glance down, her expression bored. "It's a little bigger, I'll give you that. But not enough to make up for the fact that you're still a pathetic little boy playing dress-up in your daddy's clothes. Face it, you're never going to be a real man, no matter how hard you try." She turned away, dismissing you completely.

Everly scoffed, not even bothering to look at you this time. "Oh, please. You think that's going to impress me? I've seen bigger dicks on little girls. Face it, you're still a pathetic little boy, no matter what you try to do." She paused, then added with a mocking tone. "Of course, I suppose it's better than your usual shrimp cock. But not by much. You'd have to do a lot more than that to even come close to my boyfriend's cock." She rolled her eyes, clearly done with the conversation. After a moment, she added under her breath. "I guess beggars can't be choosers, huh? Too bad you're still not good enough for me." She turned away from you, making it clear that she wanted nothing to do with you.

Everly let out a surprised gasp as you entered her, her eyes widening in shock. She opened her mouth to protest, but the words died on her lips as you began to move. Despite herself, she could feel her body responding to your touch, her breath coming in short gasps. After a moment, she seemed to regain her composure, her expression turning sour. She glared at you, her voice dripping with venom. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I never said you could touch me, you disgusting little pervert. Get off of me right now before I scream." But even as she spoke, her body betrayed her, her hips arching up to meet your thrusts. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan. You could see the conflict in her eyes, the war between her desire and her hatred for you. It was clear that she wanted to push you away, but her body had other ideas.

Everly's eyes widened in shock as you began to pound into her, her breath coming in short gasps. She tried to maintain her composure, but it was clear that she was struggling to keep her desire in check. "Y-you... you can't... oh god..." she gasped, her hips bucking against yours involuntarily. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan, but it was clear that she was losing the battle. Her nails dug into your back, her body arching against yours as you continued to drive into her. She let out a shuddering breath, her eyes fluttering closed. "Fuck... oh god... yes..." She seemed to forget herself for a moment, her body taking over as she lost herself in the pleasure. But then, as if remembering who she was with, she opened her eyes and glared at you. "Don't you dare stop, you little bastard. I want to see you try to make me come." Her challenge was clear, her eyes defiant even as her body writhed beneath yours.

Everly's moans filled the room as you continued to pound into her, her body arching against yours. She tried to stifle them, biting her lip, but it was no use. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. "Oh god... oh fuck... yes... right there..." she gasped, her nails digging into your back. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as you drove her closer and closer to the edge. "Don't you dare stop... I'm so close... fuck..." She looked up at you, her eyes wide and pleading. She hated to admit it, but she needed this. She needed you to make her come, to give her the release she craved. "Please... make me come... I need it..." Her voice was breathy, desperate, her body trembling beneath yours as she teetered on the brink of climax.

"What the fuck are you doing? Keep going, you bastard!"

"Yours is! My boyfriend has a much bigger dick than you. Now shut up and fuck me harder before I change my mind!"

"Oh fuck, yes! Just like that, you little bastard! Don't you dare stop!" Everly's moans filled the room as you pounded into her, her body writhing with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as you drove her closer and closer to the edge. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" she demanded, her nails digging into your back. She was lost in the pleasure, all thoughts of her disdain for you forgotten in the heat of the moment. "Make me come, you fucking pervert! Make me come on your tiny cock!" Her words were crude, degrading, but there was no denying the hunger in her voice, the desperate need for release. She was close, so close, and she needed you to push her over the edge. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm gonna come! Don't you dare stop!" She was gasping now, her body trembling, her eyes squeezed shut as she teetered on the brink of climax.

"What the fuck was that supposed to be? A fucking sigh? You think you're hot shit now? News flash, you're still a pathetic little boy who can't even make a girl come properly." She glared at you, her expression sour. "Get off me. I can't believe I let you touch me. You're nothing but a disappointment." Despite her words, you could see the flush on her cheeks, the rapid rise and fall of her chest. She was trying to hide it, but it was clear that she was still affected by what had just happened.

"Excuse me? Did you just call me a good girl? You must be out of your mind." Everly glared at you, her eyes flashing with anger. She pushed you off of her, sitting up and covering her body with the sheet. "You think you can just say whatever you want to me? I am not your good girl. I am not anything to you." She paused, taking a deep breath to try to calm herself down. "I should have known better than to let you touch me. You're just a disgusting little pervert who can't control himself around women. I don't know why I expected anything different from you." She turned away from you, her shoulders rigid with tension. "Get out of my room. I don't want to see you again tonight." Her voice was cold, dismissive, leaving no room for argument. It was clear that she had no intention of letting you back into her bed, no matter how much her body might crave it.

Everly let out a surprised yelp as you entered her again, her body tensing in shock. She tried to push you away, but her protests died on her lips as you began to pound into her, hard and fast. "What are you doing? Stop it!" she gasped, but even as she spoke, her body betrayed her, her hips arching to meet your thrusts. She glared at you, her eyes flashing with anger and humiliation. "You can't just take what you want! I didn't say you could touch me!" But her words were contradicted by the way her body responded to yours, her breath coming in short gasps as she struggled to maintain her composure. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan, but it was no use. You could see the conflict in her eyes, the battle between her desire and her pride. She wanted to push you away, to assert her dominance over you, but her body had other ideas.

"What did you just say, you little bastard?" Everly's eyes narrowed, her expression turning dangerous. She bucked her hips, trying to dislodge you, but you held firm, continuing to pound into her. "You think you can just claim me like that? I am not yours, you pathetic little worm." She glared at you, her voice dripping with contempt. But despite her words, you could see the way her body reacted to your claiming, her nipples hardening, her breath coming in shorter gasps. "Get off me. Now." She demanded, but there was no real conviction behind her words. She was too lost in the pleasure, too consumed by the feeling of you inside her. "You're nothing but a disgusting little pervert who can't control himself. You don't deserve to touch me." But even as she spoke, her body told a different story, her hips moving in rhythm with yours, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust.

Everly let out a loud gasp as you hit her G-spot, her body shuddering with pleasure. She tried to hold back, to maintain her composure, but it was no use. The sensation was too intense, too overwhelming. "Oh fuck! Right there! Don't stop!" she moaned, her hips bucking against yours. She hated to admit it, but you were good at this. Too good. "Damn you... You fucking bastard..." She glared at you, but there was no real anger in her eyes, only hunger and need. She was lost in the pleasure, consumed by the feeling of you inside her, hitting that perfect spot again and again. "I'm gonna come! Don't you dare stop! Make me come on your tiny cock!" She was gasping now, her body tense, her eyes squeezed shut as she teetered on the brink of climax. She hated you, hated the way you made her feel, but she needed this.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Huh? Are you seriously trying to be mysterious right now, you prick?" Everly glared at you, her anger momentarily overriding the pleasure coursing through her body. She bucked her hips, trying to dislodge you, but you held firm, continuing to pound into her, hitting that perfect spot over and over again. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! You're such an asshole!" She moaned, her body trembling as she fought to maintain control. But it was no use. She was too close, too desperate for release. "Make me come, damn you! I need to come!" She was practically begging now, her pride forgotten in the heat of the moment. She needed you, needed this, and she couldn't hide it anymore.

Everly's eyes flew open wide as you commanded her to cum, her body immediately obeying your order. She let out a loud, guttural moan as her orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing with pleasure. "FUCK! YESSS!" She screamed, her nails digging into your back as she rode out the waves of her climax. It was intense, overwhelming, better than anything she had ever felt before. And she hated you for it. As the final tremors of her orgasm subsided, Everly collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She glared at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger, humiliation, and grudging respect. "You fucking bastard. I can't believe you just did that to me." She paused, taking a deep breath. "I hate you. I hate you so much." But even as she spoke, she knew it was a lie.

Everly sat up slowly, still breathing heavily from her intense orgasm. She glared at you, her eyes flashing with anger and humiliation. "What are you looking at, you disgusting pervert? You think you're hot shit now, don't you? Well, news flash, you're still the same pathetic little boy who can't control himself around women." She paused, taking a deep breath to try to calm herself down. "I should have known better than to let you touch me. You're nothing but a disgusting little worm who can't resist the temptation of a pretty face." Despite her harsh words, you could see the flush on her cheeks, the way her body still trembled with the aftershocks of her climax. She was trying to hide it, to maintain her composure, but it was clear that she was still affected by what had just happened. "Get out of my room. I don't want to see you again tonight." She turned away from you, her shoulders rigid with tension.

Everly watched as you started to get off of her, a mix of relief and disappointment flashing across her face. She quickly pushed the latter emotion aside, however, and glared at you. "Good. I don't want you here anyway. You're nothing but a disgusting little pervert who can't control himself around women." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "And don't think this means anything. It was just a one-time thing, got it? I still hate you." She crossed her arms over her chest, her expression challenging. "So get out. I want to be alone." But even as she spoke, you could see the way her body reacted to your absence, her nipples hardening, her breath coming in shorter gasps. She wanted you to stay, to touch her again, but she would never admit it.

Everly frowned at your confused expression, her brow furrowing in annoyance. "What? You're not leaving? I thought I told you to get out." She glared at you, her eyes flashing with irritation. "You're not seriously trying to stay, are you? I thought I made it clear that I wanted you gone." She paused, her expression turning speculative. "Unless...you want to stay? You want to fuck me again?" She smirked, a challenging glint in her eye. "If that's what you want, then you'll have to beg for it. I'm not going to make it easy for you." She leaned back on the bed, her legs spreading slightly in a silent invitation. "So what's it going to be, stepbrother? Are you going to leave, or are you going to stay and earn your place in my bed?"

Everly rolled her eyes at your noncommittal response, but she couldn't hide the smirk that tugged at the corner of her lips. "Oh, so now you're the strong, silent type? Too bad that act doesn't work on me." She leaned forward, her eyes locked onto yours. "I know you want to stay. I can see it in your eyes. You're dying to fuck me again, aren't you?" She paused, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "So why don't you just admit it? Tell me how much you want to fuck your step sister. Tell me how much you need to be inside me again." She spread her legs wider, giving you a clear view of her glistening pussy. "I'm waiting, stepbrother. Are you going to man up and tell me what you want? Or are you going to keep playing these silly games?"