Taboo Step Surrender (Steamy Twenty Book Box Set)

by Steply, Virginia

  It had been almost three years since I’d last seen Dominic, and he had definitely come into his own. I was nineteen when his dad married my mom, Dominic was only sixteen at the time. Luckily, I never had to spend much time around him, because even back then he seemed inappropriately fascinated with me. But this summer was going to be different. I was saving up in order to spend a semester in Spain, and that meant I’d be living in the bedroom next to his.

  I closed the door and locked it behind me, feeling the ache that was suddenly tormenting my body. ‘Oh my god,’ I chided myself harshly, ‘You are not going to sleep with your stepbrother.’

  I knew it was wrong on so many levels, but at the same time, it wasn’t exactly like we’d grown up under the same roof. Still, there was no way in hell I was going to give in. I kicked my shoes off and stared into the little mirror vanity. Honestly, I wasn’t sure why he looked at me the way he did. Sure, I was pretty enough, with soft blonde hair and a creamy white complexion. But I had curves and imperfections and I was anything but perfect. He, on the other hand was the sort of guy that had probably never heard the words no or stop—he was the kind of guy that lived only in fantasies.

  I traced my hands down my chest and unbuttoned the top few buttons and stared at the heavy curve of my cleavage. I let my fingers slide further down and brushed my sex innocently. ‘Bad girl,” I screamed at myself, but unconvincingly at best. I threw myself down on the bed and worked circles into the hot moist flesh that ached so deliciously. ‘Why does it have to be you?’ I groaned aloud, ‘Anyone else, I could want anyone else.’

  My body twitched and bucked against the whip of my little fingers.

  “Mmm-mm,” I whimpered nearly inaudibly as my fingers slid beneath my panties and slowly drilled into my sex.

  I closed my eyes, picturing myself in his arms. I wondered what sort of a lover he was. Would he be the sort who wanted to be on top? Or would he lay back and stare up at me while I did the work? Would he be gentle and soft? Or would he pound it hard and make me scream? I preferred the latter, the though of his muscular arms and chest flashing through my mind and making me quiver with lust. My body was so close now, my fingers working a furious rhythm as my body grew tense and desperate.

  “Bzzz, bzzz.” My cell suddenly came to life.

  DOMINIC:

  “Hey… Come over.”

  I rolled my eyes. Good god, he isn’t going to give up is he?

  JENNA:

  “I’m busy.”

  I slid my fingers back to my sex.

  “Bzzz, bzzz.”

  DOMINIC:

  “I can SEE that… The problem is, your mirror is covering most of my view.”

  I threw the phone down as a tight knot formed in my belly. ‘God no,’ I thought, trying to stay calm, hoping that he was just messing with me. I got up and went to the wall, pulling the mirror forward and there, plain as day was a tiny nail hole.

  “Oh my god you pig!” I cried out, slamming the mirror back into place and shoving the dresser in front of the hole.

  I couldn’t believe it, I had been home for almost two weeks. Had he really been watching me this entire time? Spying on me like some sort of peeping tom? I shook with anger.

  “Bzzz, bzzz.” I picked up the phone, still shaking.

  DOMINIC:

  “Image uploading…”

  I stared at the telephone as the little clock spun to the progression of the image.

  ‘Oh no…’ I thought with both dread and anger. ‘That little shit better not have taken photos,’ I’ll kill hi….holy shit.’

  My jaw dropped as I stared at the image that had suddenly populated. It was Dominic’s face staring back at me. My eyes slowly moved down the image. His bare shoulders, his tatted arms, toned stomach and… I let out a gasp. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, I couldn’t breathe, it was as if I had suddenly been hypnotized. My sex was throbbing hard again.

  “Bzzz, Bzzz.” My gaze was still locked on the monster cock when the screen changed

  NEW MESSAGE

  I shook my head, taking in a deep breath. What the hell was he honestly trying to do? And why didn’t I want him to stop?

  DOMINIC:

  “Come over…”

  I shook my head, throwing the phone aside. Biting my nails I sat there nervously. I couldn’t believe that any of this had just happened, but the image of his cock was burned into my mind and oh lord… I shivered hard. I grabbed my jacket and purse. I had to get the hell out of here, before I did something I would surely regret.

  I pulled open my door and rushed into the hall only to run smack dab into his hard, immovable, frame. I stared at him, a mix of fury and shock. He was wearing his green sweat pants and had a bare, gorgeous, chest.

  Averting my eyes I pushed past him and ran out the door. If there was one thing I wasn’t good at, it was confrontation. I needed a calm head, and body, to handle this.

  I hadn’t made it a block when my telephone buzzed. I dug into my purse with irritation. Couldn’t he just leave me alone? Why was he tormenting me?

  DOMINIC:

  “I’d rather have the real thing…”

  It said, and as I scrolled down I saw another, close up I image of hic cock, swollen and hard in his hand.

  JENNA:

  “Oh my god, I am going to show this to mom and dad.”

  DOMINIC:

  “Then I’ll show them this.”

  I stared in horror as the image of me, tracing down my bare breasts stared back at me. He’d been watching and sure enough he’d taken photos. I thought I was angry, furious even. I spun the car around and floored it back to the driveway. He was lucky mom and dad were gone, because I was going to lay into him like never before.

  I went up stairs and knocked on his door, only to find it empty. Just then the bathroom door opened behind me, and out walked Dominic wearing nothing but a little white hand towel.

  “Who the hell do you think you are you?” I yelled. “You’ve totally invaded my privacy.”

  Dominic grinned wolfishly. “Sure, I did, but you wanted it.”

  “I wanted no such thing.” I said firmly, trying my best to sound mature and convincing.

  “Then why’d you leave these in my bedroom?” He walked past me and pulled a pair of lacy panties from the nightstand beside his bed.

  My cheeks turned instantly red as I recognized the pair. They were the ones I’d been wearing when I… He’d been out of town and I’d snuck into his bedroom to watch a movie on his big screen.

  “I didn’t leave those in there,” I lied.

  He stared at me incredulously. “Right…”

  “Move,” I shrieked, but his arm shot out and blocked my exit stopping me.

  “Why fight what we both want?”

  Dominic took a step forward and looked down at me gently. Very, very slowly, his hands slid around my waist. An intense heat seemed to radiate from the traces left by his fingertips. His hands slowly traced down the small of my back and cupped my ass hard.

  My sex pulsed hard, his chest now pressed against me as his hands slid beneath my thighs. He lifted me effortlessly. His body was strong and could handle my curves. I gasped as he pulled my legs around his waist, his lips just inches from mine, and his sex… Oh god his sex…

  I could feel my heart pounding now, a mix of lust, shame, and undeniable pleasure.

  “Tell me you don’t want it sis.” He breathed, his lips only millimeters from my own, his sex hard and hot pressed between my thighs.

  I should have screamed, ran, fought, but my wanton body wouldn’t comply with reasoning. My sex ached with desire, my nipples tightened with expectation, and my chest heaved with heavy, needful breaths.

  Dominic pressed the door to his room open with one hand, carrying me inside. He pressed me to the door, closing it behind us, and his hand slid beneath my skirt as his lips pressed hot and hungry against mine.

  “Tell me where,” he breathed. His fingers sliding into my wetness and working hard again
st my responsive ripe flesh.

  I moaned uncontrollably as his fingers pulled forward and a wave of pleasure shot through me.

  “There?” he growled, tugging harder this time, making me tremble with pleasure.

  “Ohh-aahh,” I cried loudly as his fingers fucked me skillfully.

  My whimpers and screams were growing ever louder, and Dominic pressed my mouth closed as his wrist flicked harder and more powerfully. I couldn’t control my body, I couldn’t stop the screams of ecstasy, and suddenly, electricity exploded within me and sent my body into convulsions. I closed my eyes and bit my lip at the sensation of delicious pleasure. I heard my body exhale as my head fell back limply against the wall.

  “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to make you scream.” Dominic finally said, lowering me to my trembling knees.

  I opened my eyes, and took in the sight of him as he took a step back. I could feel my cheeks burning with anxiety and embarrassment. His body was a gorgeous golden brown and he glistened with sweat.

  “You’re drooling,” he laughed, teasing me. “Anyhow, it’s not fair that you saw mine and I didn’t get to see yours.

  “I’m pretty sure with that hole you drilled in my wall, you’ve seen it all. I’m still pissed off about that.” Despite trying to seem irritated, there was no conviction in my words.

  “I couldn’t help myself, you are so damned,” he bit his lip and his hands drew out the curves of my body, “mmm,” he purred.

  Part of me felt mocked. It wasn’t every day that a man told me I was “mmm,” and honestly if he hadn’t just made me cum I probably would have been offended.

  “You’re not so bad yourself…” I said lamely, trying hard not to look at the thick cock that was still hard at his waist.

  Dominic took a step forward, pressing his lips to mine. “I want to be inside of you,” he breathed.

  I felt my sex clench hard at his words. Why did he have to be so damned sexy?

  Dominic put his fingers on my shoulders and pressed slowly. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to give in. Was I really going to let him control me this way? ‘YES!’ My mind screamed.

  “Get on your knees,” he growled, displeased by my hesitation.

  I stared back at him with surprise. I’d never known him to be such a control freak, but I couldn’t deny that it was sexy. His hand slapped hard against my ass.

  “Are you going to behave or am I going to have to punish you?” He threatened, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling it back, exposing my throat to his lips.

  My knees went limp as his teeth slid seductively along the curve of my throat. I could feel the pleasure of every last prick of his stubble, and the pain of his grip on my hair.

  I slid to my knees, drawing in a sharp breath as I stared at the girth and length before me. I’d never even seen a cock like his.

  “I don’t know if that’s going to fit.” I blurted out awkwardly as I tried to open my lips wide enough to go around it.

  Dominic laughed and his voice grew serious again “Look at me, and open your mouth,” he said.

  I followed his directions, our eyes locking. I felt so vulnerable, so exposed as I sat, staring up at his face with my mouth wide open. I wanted to please him, I wanted to give him the same pleasure he’d just given me. Dominic held my bottom jaw and directed his cock to my lips. With one slow thrust I felt the tip of his cock press past my lips. Dominic groaned as I ran my tongue along the ridge of his cock.

  My mouth was held wide, but as his cock pressed forward, I managed to slowly grow accustomed to his girth. I reached down between my thighs and started to rub circles on my clit as I sucked and licked him playfully.

  “Mmm,” I closed my eyes and moaned, sliding a finger back into my own delicate, slick flesh.

  “I said look at me,” His voice was hard and his cock thrust hard into my mouth, gagging me.

  “Don’t make me punish you.”

  I fingered myself harder now, turned on by his authoritative nature.

  “What do you think you’re doing?” He said with a look of disgust. “Did I tell you that you could fuck yourself?”

  His eyes burned with a fury that I couldn’t quite understand. It was fun to play, but his face no longer had the calm demeanor, he looked at me as if I’d just been caught stealing from him.

  Dominic gripped the back of my head and sank his cock hard into my throat, choking off the air and sending tears down my face as my body reflexively gagged. I felt my throat forced apart, and I struggled hard to push him off. Finally, just as I began to panic he pulled himself out of me and I gulped up the air in rapid pants.

  Dominic lifted me from my knees and threw me down on the bed. Kinky desires overwhelmed me and I felt my sex damp with lust. He was going to take me now, hard and fast, and god damn it if I didn’t want it. I was made for hard sex, I was all cushion and curves, and I wanted to be punished hard.

  “Fuck me hard,” I begged him with frenzied lust.

  Dominic was already pulling my skirt and panties down, and he’d bent me over the edge of his bed. A hard slap came down, stinging my bare flesh and sending ripples of pleasure to my core. Three more slaps came in hard succession and suddenly his cock pressed to my wetness.

  “I’m not going to go easy on you, you’re going to get it rough... I’m going to make you scream.”

  My muscles flexed with anticipation and naughty, irresponsible desires. I wanted nothing less than his seed deep in my tummy, and I was ready for him…or so I thought.

  Just then I heard the slam of a car door. Mom voice came drifting through the window, followed by another voice, which I recognized as her coworker Barbara.

  “Shit, we can’t,” I panted, pulling myself up.

  Dominic pressed me back to the bed hard, and slapped my ass harder than before. The sting of his fingers made me whimper loudly.

  “Better keep it down or they’re going to hear us.” He threatened.

  He grabbed my wrists as I tried to get up again. Sure, my body was begging to be fucked, but god, mom would be just a few feet from us. There was no way we would get away with this.

  “We can’t,” I repeated.

  This time Dominic had gripped my wrists and pulled them behind my back. He pulled a long cord from beneath the bed and he bound my hands tightly behind the small of my back.

  “I’ll stop if that’s what you want. But is it really what you want?” His voice was thick with lust and I felt as he pressed the tip of his cock to my wetness.

  “What do you want Jenna, your freedom, or my cock?”

  I groaned, knowing I should opt for my freedom but my entire being was aching with lust. I wanted him to fuck me, hard and fast. It was all so naughty, so taboo, and I wanted him more than anything else in the world right then.

  “Your cock,” I whispered. “Please, please give me your cock.”

  Dominic wound his fingers in my hair and pulled hard, arching my back as his hips sank into mine. I couldn’t control the moaning that came rumbling up within me, but Dominic had somehow managed to turn on his stereo right as the sound left my lips.

  My wetness pulsed around him as he thrust into me to the sound of the bass. His body was so strong, and each penetration seemed to force the air right out from my lung.

  Dominic gripped the bindings at my wrists as he rode me hard from behind.

  “You like that don’t you? When I’m rough with you?”

  My face was pressed into his bed now, but I nodded in agreement as I felt my body throb around him.

  “Pull your ass-cheeks apart,” he growled releasing the binds on my wrists.

  I did exactly as he said, feeling filthy and sexy at the same time as I spread my cheeks and held them apart for him. I could hear his breaths growing ragged now and I too was coming closer.

  Dominic pressed my knees tightly together between his, and the friction between us was intensified suddenly. I moaned hard and loud into his bed as he picked up rhythm. I
knew he was close, and so I let go, closing my eyes and letting my senses guide me higher and higher with each buck of his hips. Finally, my entire body clenched hard, and Dominic held his thrust deep within me letting out a groan.

  It was like my entire being was shattered into a thousand tiny pieces, my body flexed and shivered and pleasure seemed to travel through every last inch of my body. Utter release and warmth filled me with a sense of exhaustion. Dominic fell beside me on the bed and lay on his back, naked and spent.

  “That was even better than I imagined,” he grinned. “And let me tell you, I’ve imagined it…a lot.”