Bad Boy Brother

by Chance Carter

  I sat up and straddled her body on my knees. Before I could, she reached for the button and undid my pants. With no more help from either of us, my raging hard on leapt out of my pants and greeted her, inches from her face.

  “Oh my God,” she blurted out.

  Her eyes practically bulged from her face. I was so big, so desperate for her touch, and the sight of it shocked her.

  She slowly licked her bottom lip before biting on it. She was hungry for my dick and I felt a surge pulse through it. I don’t think I’d ever wanted to cum on a girl this desperately in all my life. Every naughty, forbidden thought I’d ever had rushed through my mind, dying to be unleashed on this girl.

  Almost as if it had a mind of its own, the head of my cock stretched toward her delicious, wet mouth. She lifted her head slightly and the head of my dick grazed her lips. I moved my pelvis slowly in a small circle and let my dick trace along her wet lips. She lifted herself a little more, opened her mouth, and took me deep into her throat.

  I let out a moan as I felt her lips slide along my shaft. I felt the head of my dick press against the back of her mouth. She backed off slightly, and slid her mouth down again. She was trying to get my whole cock in her mouth, before eventually accepting that I was just too big. I could tell she was shocked by my size. While her mouth continued to suck up and down my shaft, she used her left hand to cup my balls and squeeze them, ever so gently.

  I watched as her head bobbed back and forth on my dick. The pleasure was excruciating. She had the mouth of a goddess and I was completely under her spell.

  I caught her glance up at me. Fuck. Her eyes.

  I didn’t want her to stop sucking my cock, but I need to see her face. I wanted to look deep into her eyes while I pressed myself inside her pussy. It was impossible for me to deny the connection I was feeling with her. It was beyond just physical. We had a cosmic connection.

  I pulled my dick out of her mouth. She sat up and pulled my shirt up over my head, revealing my tense, tight chest to her gaze.

  “Kane. I had no idea that men like you existed.”

  Slowly, she dragged her fingertips down my chest. It felt so good. There was something in the way she looked at me. While she was busy with my body, I pulled my jeans all the way off and dropped them to the floor.

  “I’m just glad a woman like you exists,” I said as I pushed her back down.

  I took her breasts in my mouth again. There was still a slight hint of delicious salt water on them. I remembered that her bottom half had gone completely under water. Instantly, my face was down between her legs. Before I dove in to taste the salt water on her pussy, I paused. Her smell was intoxicating. That alone was enough to send a rush of pleasure from the base of my cock to the tip. I licked my lips, moved closer, and ran my tongue from the bottom of her pussy to the top.

  She let out a deep but soft breath of air.

  She tasted better than I imagined. I took her whole pussy in my mouth and pressed my tongue deep inside her. The combination of her natural taste and the ocean’s water made me feel like I’d found my true soulmate. I gave her clit a wet kiss, like I was making out with it, and then kissed my way up her body. Moving slowly from side to side, along her waist, above her belly button, beside each breast, along her collarbone, up her neck, and finally back to her mouth.

  I backed my head away from hers so I could see her beautiful face. I could tell it made her shy. When our eyes made contact she bashfully turned away. I gently moved her head back and she looked up at me again.

  “I have to tell you something,” I said, looking into her heavenly eyes.

  She looked back at me and said nothing. She seemed nervous to hear what I was about to say. I hoped it wouldn’t scare her off, but I had to say it. I didn’t break eye contact with her for a single second. I needed her to understand how serious I was about what I was about to say.

  “You make me feel things I haven’t felt in years. Tonight you’ve brought parts of me, parts that I swore were dead, back to life. Being with you makes me feel alive again. I can see that you’re beautiful, but it was when you made me laugh out loud, more than once tonight that I knew that I want to do whatever it takes to keep you in my life.”

  It was hard to get through my words, especially when I noticed her eyes fill with tears. I pushed through and finished what I had to say. I needed her to understand the feelings I was experiencing. She challenged me so much at the beach that I wanted to assure her that I had the best intentions with her. I would never do anything to hurt her. I hated that asshole ex-husband for leaving her so fragile, but I knew I could be the man to handle her with care. She was special and I wanted to make sure she knew it.

  After a few seconds of looking up at me, and shaking her head in what seemed to be disbelief, she reached up with both hands and held my face, rising to kiss me. The second our lips touched, I pressed my dick slowly into her soaking wet pussy and slid all the way, deep inside her. She moaned, and as each inch of my cock entered her, her moan grew a little louder.

  I’d never been so deep inside a woman before in my life. It felt as if my cock was reaching right into the very core of her body, to a place neither of us had ever experienced before.

  She reached the back of my head and grabbed my hair between her fingers, just as I finished sliding deep inside her.

  I kept my dick still inside her as we continued to kiss passionately. The feeling was unreal. I could tell she was feeling it too. I didn’t need the sensation of thrusting. I was inside her, and being so close to her was a life-changing sensation. We continued to kiss, and as we kissed, my cock throbbed and spasmed in pleasure, getting closer and closer to cumming.

  Suddenly she stopped and looked at me.

  “I want you to fuck me, Kane,” she said, looking me right in the eye.

  With that, the sentimental side of me was gone and the side of me that was ready to fuck this woman with dominating force came rushing back at full speed. I smirked at her as I slid my cock out of her pussy. I took it right out and hovered it inches above her.

  “What was that?” I said, knowing full what she said, but wanting her to say it again.

  “I want you to fuck me, Kane. Hard.”

  The second she said my name, I forced my dick back inside her, then pulled it back out just as quickly, leaving the tip in.

  “Come on, Kane. Fuck me. You make me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. Now I want you to fuck me like I am.”

  She asked for it.

  I leaned forward and rested my hands on either side of her head as I thrust my dick in and out of her. She arched her back and grabbed onto my ass, digging her sharp fingernails into my flesh. The pain mixed with the pleasure in my cock drove me wild.

  “Yes, yes, like that,” she screamed before taking my earlobe in her mouth and biting down hard.

  It drove me wild. I lifted myself up slightly, and grabbed her, pulling her body more tightly onto my dick.

  She reached up and dragged her nails down my back. Her body arched and pressed against mine as I continued to fuck her hard and fast. The rush was enough to make me cum, but I held off, delaying the climax, drawing out the intense pleasure for as long as possible.

  “Kane, you’re going to make me cum, baby,” she cried, almost like she was surprised.

  Her hands moved from my back and grabbed on to the sheets. Seeing how close she was made me fuck her even harder.

  I thrust into her, forcing my body against hers like I was a wave trying to crash her to the ground.

  “Cum, Meadow. I want to feel it on my dick. I want to feel you pulsing all around me,” I cried.

  I fucked her faster and faster, harder and harder. I’d broken a sweat, I could no longer think straight, I was gasping for air, but I wouldn’t stop until I got to feel her cum for me.

  “Yes, yes, don’t stop,” she begged, thrusting her pelvis in perfect sync with mine.

  She let go of the sheets and reached for my ass. Then, she pulled me
even deeper inside. I loved the way this woman took my cock. I felt her vagina tightening around my dick. She was close. I kept going, harder and harder, faster and faster.

  “Kane,” she screamed as her back arched.

  The way she said my name, with such pleasure, such passion and force, combined with the feeling of her pussy gripping my dick, made me explode without warning. I pushed my pelvis right into her, thrusting deep into her. I held my cock as deep as it could go and poured every drop of my semen into her welcoming body. Each pulse of her orgasm made me cum again, pouring more of myself into her.

  Still inside her, our bodies soaking from sweat, gasping for air, the final shocks of pleasure flowed through us. I kept my dick deep inside her and slowly lifted my body to look at her. Her head was turned to the side, her hand resting near her forehead. She was smiling ear from ear.

  We were both silent as we tried to catch our breath. I kissed her on the cheek and she turned to look at me.

  “Whoa,” she said with a smile.

  I smiled and kissed her.

  “Tell me about it! Meadow, you’re incredible!”

  CHAPTER 34

  MEADOW

  My eyes gently blinked open. It was still dark in his room, but I could hear birds outside so I knew the sun would be up soon. Without making much movement, I rolled over slightly and looked back over my shoulder.

  My heart melted.

  Kane looked so peaceful, fast asleep beside me. Waking up there, next to him, was greater than any dream I’d ever had.

  I smiled as I lay there, quietly remembering all the incredible moments from the night before. Kane going down on me in the alley, the naughtiness of being in public adding to the excitement. His sexy white ass flashing me every time he dove through the waves in the moonlight. His cock waving in the air as he teased me and tried to get me to join him in the water. How hard he laughed at my dumb jokes, and how incredibly kind his words to me had been. And, of course, the moment we orgasmed at the exact same time, his cock spilling every last drop into me.

  That never happened with Matt. Ever.

  I’d convinced myself it was just a myth and actually wasn’t possible. Or at least not physically possible for me. I thought maybe there was just something wrong with me. I always felt that Matt and I had good sex. Turns out, I didn’t even know what good sex was until last night.

  And what Kane and I had wasn’t even just sex. It was more than that. It was bigger than that. We’d been far more than just physically connected.

  Kane startled me when he let out a short snore. I froze. He scratched his face, then rolled over onto his side facing away from me. I kept perfectly still, not wanting to wake him. Minutes later his breathing got deeper again and I knew he had drifted back to sleep.

  That was my chance.

  I very slowly moved my leg out from under the covers and off the side of the bed. As my foot reached for the floor, the rest of me carefully slid off the bed after it. I didn’t breathe for fear of disturbing him. I placed the covers down and tiptoed away from the bed. I was completely naked and felt more beautiful, more sexy and seductive, than I ever had in my life.

  As I passed by the armchair in the corner of his room, I picked up my purse and continued to tiptoe my way to his ensuite bathroom. I gently closed the door as far as I could without completely shutting it.

  I sat down on the toilet and took a moment to look around.

  I was impressed with his style. He had a modern look going on, very manly. Very clean lines with lots of solid blacks, grays, and whites. I thought the only thing missing was a nice statement piece of art.

  Not only was his style good, but the bathroom was clean. The towels were hung up and he had even left the seat down. I braced myself as I flushed the toilet for fear it would make a lot of noise, but it didn’t. I washed my hands and opened my purse on the counter.

  As I got out my makeup bag, I heard him moving around again. I peeked out the crack of the door and watched him roll onto his back. My eyes lit up when I noticed he had a full erection. His massive and very sturdy cock was raising the sheet high off of his body like the pole at the center of a circus tent.

  Naughty thoughts raced through my head. I wanted to get my mouth on that dick again, and this time I was going to keep it there until he came. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to swallow him.

  This time it would all be about him. I was going to suck on his solid, throbbing cock until I made him cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste his semen. I would get such pleasure from getting him off. I wasn’t going to stop until I finished the job.

  I was excited that my chance to make a man cum again was here. I couldn’t wait to have him wake up from the feeling of me taking him deep into my wet, sensual mouth.

  I looked in the mirror and wiped the sleep from my eyes. I put on some concealer. My eyeliner had become a bit blotchy so I touched it up and gave my lashes a lift with some mascara. I put some of his toothpaste on my finger and rubbed it around on my teeth and tongue. I rinsed my mouth and then used my wet hands to comb my hair down a bit. Now, looking a little better than I did when I woke up, I quietly pushed the bathroom door back open.

  My eyes were locked on his pitched tent as I made my way toward him. I didn’t want him to wake up too soon, so I continued to move quietly. I wanted him to be caught off guard and surprised when he realized what I was doing to him under the covers.

  Just as carefully as I got up, I slid back onto the bed. He started to move again and I stopped where I was. He rolled back over onto his side.

  He was moving pretty frequently so I decided to lay there quietly and wait for him to turn my way. I wanted to give him the perfect surprise blowjob. I could have gone for it right then but it would have been an awkward angle. I debated reaching over to take his dick in my hands, but decided against it. I wanted the first thing his dick felt to be my wet mouth.

  I looked over at him as he slept with his back turned to me. His skin was smooth and perfectly tanned. He was so perfect. My eyes traced along the lines of his beautifully sculpted back, shoulders and arms. His long hair lay in a sexy mess on the pillow. I continued to lay on my back and started to feel sleepy myself. As I waited for him, I could feel the weight of my eyelids as I started to drift in and out sleep.

  My thoughts began to blend with my dreams. The sounds of him breathing and the birds outside were soothing. I rolled over on my side with my back to him and got comfortable. At the same time, Kane rolled back over. This time all the way so that he was facing me. I smiled with my eyes still closed when I felt his arm reach out and pull me back, close to him.

  I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as my body relaxed back into his. Being in his arms like that felt so nice, so perfect, so safe. I felt like I was finally where I was meant to be. Like my whole life had been a journey to this special, beautiful place.

  He leaned over and gave me a kiss on the neck and whispered in my ear.

  “Good morning, Carolyn.”

  CHAPTER 35

  MEADOW

  I leapt out of the bed, but not before elbowing Kane in the gut.

  “You fucking asshole,” I yelled, with a glare strong enough to shoot daggers through him as he fumbled to sit up in the bed.

  “I knew it. I fucking knew it. I never should have trusted you.”

  He just sat there. He had nothing to say for himself, which was just as well because I had plenty to say for both of us.

  “You’re a liar and a cheater. I can’t believe I let myself fall for your tricks. After everything I’ve been through, I should have known better. I’m such an idiot.”

  I was so furious with him, and myself, that I hadn’t even realized I was standing there yelling at him, completely naked. I kept yelling while I looked around the room, trying desperately to find my clothes before finally remembering they were out back on the clothesline. I reached down and ripped the sheet off his bed, leaving him completely exposed as I covered myself up.

  “Y
ou told me you’re a one woman kind of man, and I believed you. I believed I was your one woman now. I let myself believe I’d hit the jackpot with you. But no! You’re a multiple woman kind of man. Just like every other man. You’re all the same.”

  I still couldn’t believe he wasn’t saying anything. He just sat there. I guess there’s not much to say when you’ve been busted for being a piece of shit. I stormed out of the room to get my clothes.

  “Where is she? Where is Carolyn? Does she live with you? Is this her house too? This house is massive. It’s way too big for just one person, even if he is a giant asshole.”

  My voice got louder and louder as I stormed through the house. I needed to make sure he heard every word I said. My blood was boiling. I was so frustrated with myself for not trusting my instincts. For ignoring the signs. I’d asked him in so many ways if he was playing me, but he convinced me he was better than that.

  My fault for falling for it!

  I passed rooms with the doors shut, went down the stairs, through the living room and kitchen, and opened the door to the back deck. I pulled my pants and top off the clothesline and put them on as I walked back into the kitchen.

  “Poor Carolyn. Does she even know you’re a cheater? You’re probably not as good at hiding it as you think you are. Or maybe she isn’t your girlfriend and doesn’t live here. Maybe you’re a womanizer with a revolving door of women. Was Carolyn here the night before me? Is that why her name was so fresh on your mind? Who’s coming tonight?”

  He was still upstairs, like a coward. The least he could do was come down and own what he’d done. I wanted an explanation. I deserved an explanation. Maybe he figured he didn’t owe me one because we hardly knew each other. I was just some woman he met the night before.

  My emotions were all over the place with feelings of total rage and being utterly mortified. But mostly rage.

  I was pissed.

  I was so tired of men having zero respect for me.