“That’s not a bad thing,” I said.
Steven brought his hand to my forehead, brushing my hair out of my eyes.
“You really are beautiful, Kelsey,” he said.
I chuckled and then responded, “Well, it is dark in here. Maybe you’re seeing things.”
Steven laughed and then leaned forward, kissing me on the forehead. Then he pulled away and brought his hand down to my cheek.
“I guess it is kind of dark,” he joked back. “Is this even my stepsister that’s laying here next to me or is this just a dream?”
I playfully pushed against his chest, causing him to slide toward the edge of the bed.
“Very funny, Steven,” I said. “I didn’t know that you came with jokes.”
Steven chuckled and then positioned himself back next to me, holding me close once again. Then he immediately leaned forward and placed his lips against mine. His touch instantly sent a pleasurable tingle through my body and I let out a soft moan. It had only been two days since we had had sex for the first time, but it felt like so much longer. I missed his touch every minute that I didn’t have it.
As our tongues softly danced in and out of each other’s mouths, Steven brought his hand down my side, caressing my bare skin. I only slept in panties, so I was already nearly completely exposed to him.
I brought my hand to his chest, feeling his muscular pecks. I let my fingers rest there for a moment, before moving them downward across his stomach where I could feel the perfect definition of his washboard abs.
Steven gently pulled away from our kiss and I could see him smile in the dim light, his teeth lit up by the moonlight that poured in from my bedroom window.
“You’re so perfect,” he said. “I still can’t believe how things have worked out.”
And neither could I. In such a short time, my stepbrother had become the man that I had been dreaming of for my entire life. He was strikingly handsome, muscular and wealthy. And for the time being, he happened to live in the bedroom directly next to mine. It couldn’t have been a much more perfect situation. Well, except for the fact that we were forced to hide our love from our parents...
My hand was still on Steven’s stomach, and I could feel his abdominal muscles moving as he breathed. His presence made me feel safe, but also extremely turned on. Something about being woken up in the middle of the night to the man of your dreams who decided to not wear a shirt will apparently set you in the mood.
“I can’t believe how things have worked out either,” I finally responded, after a long pause. “But like I said the other day, I’m glad that things have happened the way that they have.”
Steven sighed contentedly and then brushed my blonde hair over my ear, before leaning in and resuming our kiss. This time, I pressed my body against his, my naked breasts meeting his chest and causing my nipples to grow firm. I moaned softly, as I brought my hand around his back, pulling myself against him, feeling the heat pour off of his body and onto my skin.
Steven’s hand moved around to my lower back and then downward. He cupped my ass with his palm, squeezing it gently and causing me to get even more turned on in an instant. Within a moment, I found myself slowly bucking my hips forward, grinding my crotch against his.
We kissed like this for a few seconds before Steven pulled his face away from mine. He then brought his face to the front of my neck, kissing it gently while he slid his lips downward, making his way toward my cleavage.
“Yes...” I whispered, so quietly that no sound even came out of my mouth.
My entire body lit up with excitement, and I felt my pussy begin throb underneath my panties. It was more than just simple horniness, though. It was an expression of true love for someone. I was letting myself go, not just physically, but also emotionally and spiritually. I wanted to give myself to Steven in every way that he wanted me.
Steven placed his hands on my shoulders and gently rolled me over so that I was laying on my back. Then he straddled over me, without ever taking his lips off of my body. He continued kissing downward on my chest, until his face was between my breasts. I could feel his prickly beard on my sensitive skin.
God, I love this, I thought.
I reached my hands above my head, relaxing into the bed. Steven moaned softly and continued kissing my cleavage. At the same, he slid his hands upward along my sides, bringing them to the outside of my breasts.
A smile crossed my face and I bit my bottom lip as Steven continued to turn me on. His touch was different than any other man’s I had ever been with. He was strong, yet gentle, in the way that he handled me. It never felt threatening, but I always knew who was in control. It was the perfect combination of power and safety. It was exactly the kind of attention that I had always dreamed of.
Steven kissed my cleavage for a moment longer and then brought his hands inward, softly squeezing my tits together. He then lifted his face slightly, before licking his lips. Immediately after, he brought his mouth over one of my nipples. My jaw dropped the moment that his tongue hit the sensitive nub and I let out a sigh of pleasure.
God yes...
My breaths became deeper as Steven gently flicked his tongue against my nipple, causing it to grow firm in his mouth. I found myself pushing my chest toward him, arching my back slightly. Steven kept his mouth latched on my nipple for a moment longer and then he brought his teeth forward, softly biting down as he pulled his mouth away. His teeth created the perfect amount of pain. That pain, combined with the pleasure caused by his tongue, created the perfect concoction of sensation.
“I like when you do that,” I whispered.
Steven let out a sexual moan and then brought his hand to the breast he had just pleasured. He began to fondle it while he moved his face to my other breast, giving it the same undivided attention with his mouth.
Meanwhile, I reached down, placing my hands onto Steven’s back, lightly dragging my fingers across his skin. I could feel his muscles move underneath my fingertips as he slowly bucked his hips forward, grinding his crotch against mine.
An obvious bulge had grown in the front of his underwear and he had the bulge pressed against my crotch. Each buck of his hips caused a burst of pleasure to shoot through me and within a moment, my pussy began to throb desperately in need of his manhood.
“Steven,” I whispered. “Fuck me.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. And as much as I loved foreplay, I needed to have him inside of me right then. My body was craving him.
Steven gave my nipple a few more licks and then slowly pulled his face away. He then brought his gaze up to my face and I watched as his eyes quickly dilated.
“I like when you say that,” he said.
I cocked my head to the side playfully.
“Say what?” I asked.
Steven kept the boyish smirk on his face as he responded.
“I like it when you tell me to fuck you,” he said.
I bit my bottom lip flirtatiously and then whispered, “Fuck me, Steven.”
Steven’s jaw dropped slightly and he breathed in quickly. It was so obvious that what I was saying was turning him on.
“Fuck me, baby,” I begged. “Take me right now. I’m all yours.”
As I spoke, I wrapped my legs around Steven’s waist, pulling his crotch firmly into mine. Steven let out a soft groan of pleasure and began bucking his hips forward once again, grinding his firm bulge against my crotch.
I started to move my hands up and down his back, lightly digging my fingernails into his skin as I pulled his body against mine. His muscular torso was wide and strong, making me feel tiny in comparison. Steven leaned forward, kissing me once again as our bodies intertwined.
My hands made their way down his back, grabbing his ass and pulling his crotch into me. Steven kissed me for just a second longer and then pulled away. He immediately brought his hands to my waist, tugging downward on my panties and causing them to slip off of my ass. He pulled them down to my ankles and then completely off of
my body.
“God yes,” Steven whispered, as he tossed the panties onto the floor next to the bed.
His gaze moved up and down my naked body. He placed his hand onto my stomach and then slowly made his way downward toward my flower. With each inch that he got closer, my crotch began to throb with increasing intensity.
I bit my bottom lip and relaxed my head against the bed, as I parted my legs slightly for him. Steven brought his hand to my pussy and instantly, a burst of pleasure shot through my body.
“Oh, God...” I whispered.
Steven breathed in quickly through his teeth, as he slipped one of his fingers inside of me. Immediately after, he dropped his head down. I felt his beard, as he moved his face along the inside of my thighs, making his way toward my crotch. A moment later, he had his mouth on my clit.
“Yes...” I groaned, as the pleasure inside of me deepened.
Steven began fingering me, slowly at first and then with increasing speed. At the same time, he pleasured my clit by drawing circles around it with his tongue. The double pleasure felt incredible and I found myself unable to hold back my moans.
“Oh, God, Steven,” I said, my voice getting louder.
I had to be quiet, though. Our parents were at the end of the hallway, only a couple of doors down. In an effort to muffle my moans of pleasure, I grabbed a pillow that was next to me and held it over my mouth.
“Mmm, hmm,” I moaned into the pillow, as Steven began slipping his finger up inside of me even faster.
As he did, I began to buck my hips slightly upward toward him to increase the friction. The waves of sensation got bigger, each one bringing me closer to orgasm. I pulled the pillow away from my mouth just long enough to give Steven a command.
“Don’t stop, baby.”
Steven let out a sexual growl, the vibration from his throat transferring directly into my clit and creating a unique, but pleasurable, sensation. Then he stopped running circles around my clit and instead began flicking it quickly with his tongue. The new sensation felt even better and I cried out into the pillow, “I’m coming. Oh, God...I’m coming.”
Steven kept pace and I felt my pussy begin to contract around his finger. I closed my eyes and felt as my back began to arch. My chest pushed upward into the air as my entire body became soaked with pleasure, each cell exploding with ecstasy.
Yes...
Suddenly, my jaw dropped and my entire body tensed. For a moment, no sound escaped my lips. My face was locked in a state of ecstasy, frozen with pleasure. The only sound in the room was Steven’s tongue, lapping against my flower. My legs tensed around his head, squeezing him between my thighs.
Pleasured filled every inch of me, taking me to a height of orgasm that I had not been to before. I breathed in quickly, as the final wave of ecstasy pumped through my body. Then, after another second of tensing my thighs around Steven’s head, I collapsed onto the bed.
Steven moaned into my pussy and then slowly pulled his face away. I took a few deep breaths, in an attempt to compose myself after the orgasm. It was the most intense climax I had ever experienced.
“Steven...” I said, my body still in shock. “That was...incredible.”
Steven licked his lips and a smile flashed across his face. I watched as he crawled to his knees. The bulge in his crotch had grown in size and I could see the outline of his cock as it pressed against the thin material of his underwear.
“Take those off,” I said. “I want all of you.”
Steven did as I asked, and brought his hands to the elastic waistband of his underwear. He was just about to slide them down and release his fully erect shaft, when we heard a soft knock on the bedroom door.
“Kelsey, is everything okay in there? I heard some noise.”
Oh, no.
It was my mother, standing on the other side of the bedroom door.
“Steven, you have to hide,” I whispered, in a panic.
Steven’s eyes got wide, as he jumped off of the bed. He glanced around quickly, looking for a place to hide.
My mother immediately knocked again and I watched as the doorknob began to turn. Steven was completely panicked, desperately looking around. Finally, he glanced back at the bed and in one swift movement he ran and slid underneath it, hiding himself from view. A second later, and my bedroom door pushed open, my mom standing in the doorway.
“Everything okay, honey?” my mom asked.
I covered my naked body up with a blanket. My face was surely bright red from embarrassment, but luckily it was dark in the room so my mom wouldn’t have been able to notice.
“Yeah, Mom,” I responded. “What’s going on? You woke me up.”
I had to lie. I didn’t have much of a choice.
My mom walked over to my bed and sat down on the edge.
“Sorry to wake you, Kelsey,” she said. “I was just going downstairs to get a glass of water when I heard some commotion coming from your room.”
Oh, God. Please tell me that she didn’t hear any of the details.
I covered my chest up with a pillow and sat up in the bed. Steven was silently hiding underneath the bed, unbeknownst to my mom.
“I guess maybe I was having a dream or something,” I said. “Maybe I was talking in my sleep.”
My mom looked over at me and then placed her hand on my knee, squeezing it affectionately.
“Yeah, you used to talk in your sleep when you were younger,” she said. “That’s probably all it was.”
Then she stood up from my bed and began walking toward the door.
“Well, I’m sorry to wake you up, honey,” she said. “I’ll let you get back to sleep.”
I faked a yawn and then responded, “Sounds good. Goodnight, Mom.”
My mom stepped back out into the hallway and closed the door behind her. I listened as she made her way downstairs and into the kitchen.
“Oh, my gosh...” I whispered, as I dropped my head over the edge of the bed.
I nearly started laughing when I saw Steven under there. His muscular frame barely fit. He looked over at me, his body pressed between the floor and the bottom of the bed.
“That was so close,” he whispered.
I nodded my head.
“That would have been a tough one to explain...” I responded, chuckling softly. “I don’t know what our excuse would have been.”
Steven smiled and then crawled out from underneath the bed.
“You know, one of these days, we should really consider telling her about us,” he said, as he sat next to me. “It would have probably made this situation a little less panic stricken if she had known.”
I laughed and put my arm around his waist, pulling him next to me.
“Yeah, but what fun would that have been?” I asked, as I leaned in, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Steven nodded his head and then shrugged his shoulders.
“I suppose that’s a good point,” he said.
Then he paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.
“Now, where were we?” he asked, as he turned toward me once again.
I hit his shoulder playfully.
“Steven!” I said. “We have to be good now. My mom is awake and she could walk by the door at any moment.”
Steven playfully pouted out his lower lip, and then leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.
“I guess you’re right,” he said. “Well...I’ll see you in the morning then?”
I nodded my head and smiled, then placed my hand on the back of his head, pulling him in for a deep kiss on the lips. Then I slowly pulled away, looking him in the eyes.
“Sounds good,” I said. “Don’t let my mom catch you on the way to your bedroom.”
Butterflies flew inside of me as I looked at him. I wished so badly that we could have finished having sex, but more than that, I wished that he could have spent the night in the same bed as me, holding me close and keeping me safe. I sighed, as I looked him over, knowing that something was go
ing to have to change if I ever wanted to have that kind of relationship with him. Eventually, our parents needed to know what was going on.
“Goodnight,” Steven whispered, before standing up from the bed and tiptoeing across the room.
He quietly opened the door and then poked his head out, making sure the coast was clear of my mother. Then he stepped out, closing the door behind him and making his way back to his room.
I rolled over and closed my eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep. My dreams were filled with a life with Steven where our love didn’t have to be kept a secret.
Chapter 11
The next morning at work, all that I could think about was Steven. My job as an office assistant kept me pretty busy, but it wasn’t enough to keep me distracted from the thoughts of him. He made me smile inside and every time he crossed my mind, I felt butterflies in my stomach. It was the most legitimate crush I had ever had in my life and I wondered at what point I would be able to call it love.
As I sat at my desk I began to ponder where things were headed with Steven and I. How long could we live a lie? Forever? I’d be willing to live a lie forever if that’s what it took, but I knew that it wouldn’t make for the healthiest of relationships. But still, a part of me began to wonder if a relationship that started as a secret had to remain a secret, in order to keep from falling apart. I worried that if people knew about Steven and I, then it would completely change the dynamic between us.
I sighed, as I fumbled through my long list of work emails, my mind focused on everything else besides work. Suddenly, I felt my cell phone vibrate in the front pocket of my work slacks, shaking me from my daydreaming.
I pulled it out and looked at the screen, where I saw a text from my mom. It read: “Hey, honey. Do you want to get lunch in a few minutes? It’s on me. I’m craving sushi.”
A smile crossed my face and my eyes lit up. I loved sushi and there was no way that I could turn down an offer like that. So I quickly responded with an excited text that read, “Yes! I’ll see you there. I’ll leave now!”
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