She climbed off him, tasting his chest, his taut stomach, the line of his narrow hips. When she caught the edge of his shorts, his fingers wrapped around her wrists. She glanced up at him, catching the dark glare he’d leveled at her. Keeping her gaze on his, she leaned down and pressed her lips to his wrists as she moved her legs between his. His hands let her shift and she ran her tongue across the knuckles of his right hand. He pressed his head back into the pillow, his nostrils flaring.
Scared to speak for fear the moment would be lost, she nibbled his thumb, then ran her tongue the length of it. He let out a guttural moan and she felt his grip loosen. Pulling his thumb into her mouth, she sucked at it gently, letting him know, without a doubt, what she was planning.
His hands released her and she let his thumb slide out of her mouth slowly. Tugging his shorts down, she watched his cock spring straight up before bending to rest next to his belly button. Thrilled by the sight of it, she worked his sorts down and dropped them at the foot of the bed.
When she was back in position, she wrapped her fingers around the velvet steel of him and licked her lips. He’d gone completely still and she wondered if he was unsure or if she’d still not completely convinced him. While he wasn’t telling her no, though, she planned to press on.
From the base of her thumb where she griped him, she ran her flattened tongue up the length of him, loving his heat and the soft feel of his skin. He jolted and she gave him the same treatment two, three times, loving the control she had over him at that moment.
Reaching the tip of him, she swirled her tongue around his crown, loving the twitch of his stomach with every pass she made over the top. Taking his head in her mouth, she sucked at him with gentle pressure, catching his passion-hazy gaze.
Keeping her focus on the dark depths of his eyes, she plunged, taking as much of him as she could in one quick gulp. His eyes squeezed closed, his hands reaching down to grip handfuls of her hair as she eased back up. With another quick dive she managed to get more than half his length into her mouth before her body tried to gag.
With a deep breath to calm the instinct, she blinked at her gathering tears. Rising ever so slowly, she swirled her tongue around the tip of him a few more times, trying to make sure he couldn’t anticipate her next move. Part of her wanted to surprise him.
Taking another deep breath, she lunged down, taking him all the way back into her throat and holding him there. He jerked, a startled grunt leaving his lips. With small, quick breaths out of her nose, she swallowed, letting her throat close around him.
His hands pulled back on her hair and she struggled to keep him buried in her throat. In an evasive motion, he managed to pull his hips away and lift her head. Forced to release him, she took a breath to speak.
Before she could utter a word, he yanked her shirt up and off, then pushed her to her knees. She could feel her juices seeping down her thighs as he got to his knees behind her. With a quick thrust, he rammed into her. She yelped as her body stretched around his unforgiving hardness and his rough handling. Loving how he slowed, forcing her to accommodate him, she reached down and teased her clit. The little bolts of pleasure increased as he began a steady in and out motion with his hips.
“Talk to me,” she begged.
“I love how good you are with your mouth and I wish we’d done this sooner.”
She groaned.
His voice lowered to a growl. “Your pussy is so tight. If Dad or Lanie walked in on us right now, I wouldn’t stop.”
His speed increased and she let out a whimper. “You’re a dirty bastard.” she gasped.
“You have no idea.” His hands gripped her hips with a pressure that both ached and excited her. With every smooth plunge into her, she could feel her body opening to him more and more.
“You should see this from my angle,” he said, “My cock sliding in and out of your pussy, wet with your juices. Fuck, you’re so wet.” His growling words brought a purr to her throat.
She increased the pressure and speed of her fingers on her clit, the warmth spiraling in her belly growing. His hand pressed between her shoulder blades, pushing her down a bit. Her nipples brushed the comforter with every thrust, intensifying the pleasure balling in her belly.
The phone trilled and he leaned a bit. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand and pressed her face into the bed before answering.
“Hello?” His pace didn’t slow and she had to bite back a moan of pleasure at the thought of him fucking her while carrying on a conversation.
“I see,” he said, slamming into her before continuing. “Alright. I’ll let her know.”
He hung up the phone and tossed it onto his pillow before pulling out her completely. She let out an angry groan and he flipped her over.
“Off the bed,” he said and she furrowed her brows at him.
He stood, then walked a few paces toward an open area next to the wall and squatted down, knees apart a few inches, and opened his arms to her.
Without hesitation, she followed him. Straddling his legs she squealed as he pulled her down into his lap. With her legs outside his, her breasts crushed to his chest and his hand firmly pressing into her lower back, she let out a happy sigh as he eased his cock up into her. The pressure on her clit took her breath away as his lips met hers.
His tongue met hers and his hips moved. She clung to him, both hating the limited motion of the position and loving the way it felt. His balance held them both and his rocking motions put the maximum pressure on her button while he pushed up with his hips and pulled her into him with his hand on her lower back.
The rollicking motion brought a smile to her lips as she broke the kiss. He pressed his forehead to hers. Nose to nose, with him, she listened to his sharp breaths until he spoke.
“I hope you don’t mind. I needed you closer. Your tits feel incredible against me.”
With a smile she whispered, “I had no idea you were so adventurous.”
The gentle rolling motion reminded her of a boat on stormy seas, and he let out a terse chuckle as he responded. “When you’re overly large you have to get creative.”
“Oh, are you? I hadn’t noticed,” she teased. Without warning he shifted, taking her down on her back. She cried out as he plunged into her so deep pain burst through her belly, the sensation adding to her already mounting pleasure. Before she could respond, he pulled her back up.
“No?” he asked, arching a brow at her.
“Nah.”
“That was just over half. I’m impressed.”
“Don’t be impressed until I can take the whole thing.”
He released his breath in a hiss, his speed increasing. “Jesus, Evie.”
With every motion, the pressure on her clit became almost unbearable. She could feel her body tightening. His hand on her back kept her moving and he thrust harder.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” he asked, and she let out a shuddering breath and nodded. He tangled a hand in her hair and pulled her head back. His lips claimed her throat as he pulled her back further.
“Damn you look so sexy.”
She whined, then caught her breath. “You say that because you’re watching my tits bounce.”
He laughed. “You say that as if it’s a bad thing.”
“Oh, no. It’s good.” She shivered as her nipples brushed his chest with every plunge of his cock.
“Yes, it is.” He growled the words and she gasped as the world shattered. Dots of white filled her vision and dizziness overcame her as spasms throbbed deep in her pussy.
“Fuck,” he said, his voice thick, “That’s a good girl.” His teeth scraped her throat while she shuddered, pleasure ripping through every inch of her body. He continued his breakneck pace, his cock swelling within her. Goosebumps erupted across her skin and she gasped. Heat pooled in her belly and the slick friction of his dick thrusting up into her and partially retreating had her shivering as her orgasm abated.
He let out a guttural groan as he bathed he
r pussy with his hot juices at the same moment she thought about the lack of protection.
What are the odds? She wondered, uneasy. He gave a few more half-hearted thrusts then wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight as their overheated bodies cooled.
“What was the phone call about?” she whispered.
“Oh, your name’s clear. Apparently the high school kids just up the block thought it would be funny to play a prank.” She could feel him grin against her shoulder before he gave her skin a gentle kiss.
“You’re still hard,” she whispered.
“That happens sometimes.”
“Most males can’t handle back to back orgasms.”
He let out a quiet laugh. “Most males don’t want their lovers as much as I want you. And I’ve waited about seven years to have you.”
He’s wanted me since I was eighteen? Some part of her had been so sure she was seducing him. Knowing he’d wanted her all along sent a shiver of delight through her as his teeth nibbled at her neck.
“Again?” she whispered.
Without responding, he stood, holding her in his arms. “If you like.”
She nodded, nibbling her lower lip. He lay her back on the bed, smoothing her hair away from her face as his cock slid deep inside her. He stayed on his feet and she wrapped her legs around him, loving how he leaned over her, his arms creating a cage around her. His lips brushed hers as he eased into her, his searing hot cock touching the top of her before he paused. This slow, torturous pace took her breath away.
He retreated, then pressed forward, easing in inch by inch. His tongue slipped past her lips to tease her own. She whimpered as he pressed in a bit harder this time. Despite the pain and her unintentional sound, she tilted her hips up, gasping when he filled her completely. He paused, taking a moment to drag a knuckle across her cheek.
“You’re doing great.”
Feeling mouthy, she said, “Thanks. Now if you don’t get to fucking me, I’m leaving.” She stuck her tongue out at him and he pulled back a bit. She cried out when he rammed into her. The pain and the sensation he was that much closer to being buried to the hilt excited her.
“Better?” he asked.
She nodded, then pushed his hips, guiding him back back. “Let me get on my knees,” she gasped. He kissed her deeply, then released her. She got on her knees and turned her bottom to him.
He splayed his fingers on her ass, then adjusted the tip of his cock to her entrance. He eased in, slow at first, then with more sure strokes as she moved into him and pulled away in opposite motions as him. With every plunge she could feel her body allowing him deeper and deeper, and he groaned.
She reached up under her belly, her fingers finding her clit. With quick circles, she pressed so hard her teeth tore into her lip with the pleasure and pain.
Several more plunging, ramming strokes later, his hips touched hers and she cried out in shock and pain. Her body tightened around him, the orgasm sending white-hot dots dancing in her vision. He let out a hoarse shout, the sharp slap of skin on skin filling the room.
The forbidden-ness of it all entered her mind, the thought of being caught, and of their parent’s condemnation brought a surge of excitement, and her pussy throbbed with final spasms of pleasure. Short, shuddering breaths left her and her body trembled.
He shifted, one hand on the small of her back as his cock rammed into her, pounding away with an unmatched excitement. She’d never been filled so completely, never experienced such a frightening mix of pleasure and agony.
Lifting up on her elbows, she glanced back at him, catching his hungry look on the tail end of her orgasm.
“Brother,” she said, her voice husky. His eyes locked on her face, his intensity almost frightening. “when you’re about to come, pull it out and finish on my ass.”
His hips bucked, jerking as the words left her mouth. He pulled out, his enormous cock glistening with their juices. She watched him pump his shaft and smiled as ribbons of hot cum spurted on her ass.
“I don’t know why, I just love that feeling. I love watching it.” She treated him to a sexy smile.
His gaze met hers. “I think everyone’s got their kink. I think I just found mine.”
“You like it too?” She got to her feet, slowly, loving the sensation of his cooling seed slowly seeping down her skin.
“Oh, I meant defiling my step sister. Yours is good too.” He scooped up the shirt he’d let her use and led the way into the bathroom. She watched his ass as he leaned over her ran the shower for her. She climbed into the tub, glad when he followed.
He grabbed a bar of soap and turned her to face the water. His hands met her skin a few minutes later, cleaning her skin with a gentle touch. She put her hands on the wall, closing her eyes.
“I could get used to this,” she said, her voice a purr.
“Alright.” His hands traveled up to work at the tense muscles of her back, lubricated by clean smelling lather. “I say we make it a daily thing.”
She nodded. “Yes, but only if you promise me one thing.”
“Anything.” His hands went still.
“Feed me. Seriously, I haven’t had dinner yet.”
His laughter filled the steaming hot box, and she smiled, despite the rumbling protest of her belly.
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Thank you, dear reader. I hope you enjoyed this book as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Alexia Stark
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