It takes Sash a long time to gather herself. Her throat is sore from moaning, and her body refuses to stop exploding in mini after-waves of blissful ecstasy. Every time Dante touches her she feels like she’s going to come again. Every time she goes to shift herself even slightly, the world around her feels like it’s collapsing in.
Eventually, after what seems like an eternity has passed, Dante pulls himself back upright, grabs his cock by the base, and slowly draws it out of her. He’s still erect, and incredibly sensitive, which pleases him greatly. Sash moans as she feels him depart her, the sensation such that she thinks he’s taking something of her with him. A moment later Sash’s ass-hole puckers up tight, like the closing mouth of a lazy yawner. Dante waits for it, while Sash tries to gather herself together enough to speak. There are words going around her head, but none of them seem like the right thing to say.
Just as he wonders whether it’s going to come at all, the very first drop oozes out of her ass-hole and clings to the puckered skin of her anus. A minute later, half of his cum has dribbled out and melted into the sheets.
Dante stands up. He goes to the bedhead and begins to undo Sash’s bindings. He detaches her legs from the bedhead, unbuckles the belt and pulls it off her. Where it lay tight against her skin now sits a strip of indented red flesh. Sash lets her legs fall to the bed with a bounce, stretches them out and twists her body towards her brother. She’s smiling and Dante notices it.
“Is my punishment over?” Sash says provocatively.
Dante gives her a stormy look, while he undoes the tie that binds her hands. Struggling, he finds a penknife in the bedside cabinet to the side and begins to cut through the corded silk.
“I’ll tell you when your punishment is over”, Dante says firmly.
There are welts around Sash’s wrist, that look like the ones her father carries. With her hands free, the first thing Sash does after rubbing life into them, is put them around her stepbrother’s body and pull him back towards the bed.
“That was incredible”, Sash says, her body still tingling. She smooths her hand across his chest, down his perfect belly and towards his cock, delighted to see he still hasn’t softened.
Dante folds himself into the bed so he’s lying alongside her.
“So what happens now?” Sash asks, curling herself into him, her eyelids already feeling heavy.
“Now we rest”, Dante says. “Tomorrow we begin again, but this time we do it together.”
And like that, Sash nestled up against the thickness of his chest, and Dante with one arm around her shoulder to pull her into him, and the other on her belly, protecting what sits within, the buzz of an incredible series of orgasms bristling inside them still, and the wonders of an incredible future ahead, the world melting away into a blur of darkness and comfortable silence and all of their worries fading away into the ether, sleep, like an old friend leading them home, majestically takes them under.
Nothing can take him away from me now, Sash think. Nothing on this earth can ruin my happiness.
Chapter 12
On a gray and drizzly morning, the sky heavy with storm-clouds ready to burst, a family gather to watch as Jason Walker’s coffin is lowered carefully into the earth.
At the same time, ten thousand feet up, on a flight from Los Angeles to New York, Caulder sits reclined in a business class seat, drinking a gin and tonic. Next to him, tucked up in bed and already sound asleep, surrounded by books and toys, is Dante’s son, Oliver. Caulder returns the air-hostess’s smile as she walks past, her own bump a little more prominent now.
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Stephanie Brother writes scintillating stories with step-siblings as their main romantic focus. She’s always been curious about the forbidden, and this is her way of exploring such complex relationships that threaten to keep her couples apart. As she writes her way to her dream job, Ms. Brother hopes that her readers will enjoy the full emotional and romantic experience as much as she’s enjoyed writing them.
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Stepbrother Alpha Billionaire
I have dreamt of this moment for most of my adult life. I was never the prettiest or the most popular, or even the cleverest girl at school, I was always just Cass, the one on the outside looking in. Never the Prom Queen or the Fairy Princess, just the one that slipped by without being noticed. I never thought I’d be here doing this.
There is an urgency that descends upon us like a desperate hunger. I can feel it burning inside me and I don’t know how much longer I can resist before it takes me over. I want to claim it before it passes me by. I want him before he changes his mind. Before I change mine.
Fuck the immoral. Fuck the taboo. Felix and I aren’t related to each other. If we’d got together before our parents did, nobody would bat an eyelid.
“Take me to your bedroom”, I whisper insistently into his ear. “Now.”
This feels wrong, only because we are stepsister and stepbrother. It makes my heart pound in my chest when we ascend the stairwell to the rooms, several eyes upon us. I imagine the conversations people have in our wake. They go like this:
“Such a wonderful family”, “taking her to her room, how sweet”, “their parents would be so proud.”
What they don’t see is the erection hardening quickly below Felix’s trousers, nor the desire and need I carry for him, exploding out below the surface of my skin.
In the corridor outside his room, we wait patiently for a couple to pass us by, the hands that only moments before were exploring him, hidden quickly out of sight to the side, now trembling at the thought of what awaits us.
When we are alone again, the rest of the guests either already in bed or still downstairs, we hurry through the door and into his chamber. Felix shuts the door quickly behind us and leans against it momentarily, his heart pounding.
I’m suddenly afraid. What if someone knows? What if someone catches us? What if I can never give him up?
Felix bites his lip. The corner of his mouth curls up into a smile, he winks at me, and then he comes over. A cat ready to pounce on its prey.
I back away waving my finger, wanting him to earn me. He knows the game, lets me fight him off a few times and then grabs me round the waist with one of his huge arms and pulls me into him. He wrestles me to the bed, trapping me against the soft cotton duvet. He goes to kiss me, but I don’t let him. As he moves in, I twist my head to the side. Undeterred, he tries again, only for me to move to the other side. We’re both laughing now, teasing ourselves.
“Fine”, he says, mock offended. “If you don’t want me to-”
He tries to pull away, but this time I won’t let him. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him down into me so I can feel the heat of his crotch against mine.
“No, wait”, I say. “Kiss me.”
He grabs hold of my hair to make sure I don’t move, leans in, tilts my lips towards him and kisses me deeply. I run my hands through his hair and pull him towards me, desperate for the moment to last forever. Our tongues fight for a while against one another, until his proves too strong and I take it into my mouth, sucking the thick, sweet tip like a lollipop. He bites my lower lip, and then I bite his, and then he moves away from my mouth altogether to explore the sensitivity of the soft tissue around my neck, and the delicate structure of the bones of my clavicle.
He bites me hard around the muscle that runs along the left hand side of my neck and it turns me on so much I have to pull him back to do it again. My body is tingling, and trembling so much from excitement Felix asks me whether I’m cold. Every time his mouth moves towards the sensitive skin around the bones of my shoulder, or lower, towards the line
of my dress and the forbidden skin underneath that forms the beginning of my breasts, I get a shooting wave of pleasure cascading up and down my spine, that turns somersaults in my stomach and makes my pussy tingle. I feel as fragile as glass. I feel like I might explode into a million pieces if he continues, but I know there is no way I want him to stop.
I let my hand slide along his thigh, tug eagerly at the tucked in shirt, and make a big enough hole through which it can disappear and explore the taut skin on the other side. I run my hand across his belly and then up towards his chest, his muscles perfectly firm and well defined. When I find his nipple, my finger tracing a circle first of all through the thin hair that surrounds it, I can’t help but squeal in delight. I tease it and then pull at it and then immediately want him to do the same to me.
Felix has his hand in the hole on my dress, his fingers exploring the soft tissue of my thigh. The hole is placed in such a way and his fingers are of such a length, that he can just about reach the edge of my panties. As he kisses the exposed skin at the top of my dress, he tries to lift my panties and slide his fingers underneath the fabric. I let him do this for a while just to tease him. I love him having his hand there, but what I like more is knowing that in this way, he’ll never quite be able to reach what he wants. I want to make him understand what the last three years have been like for me, reaching in from the outside, desperate to touch something I can’t quite get to. When I’ve had my fun, and the desire to have him actually touching my pussy, holding me open with his slender fingers and pushing one inside me, I fight my way out from underneath him, roll over and put myself on top.
I pull at his shirt and practically tear it off trying to get it away from him. Felix takes over and a second later it’s in a crumpled pile on the floor. For a moment, I have to just appreciate him. He has one of the most incredible bodies I’ve ever seen. He’s muscular and well defined, but his body and muscle tone is more like a swimmers than a body builders. He’s naturally strong, with thick arms and a barrel chest and a distribution of hair that makes him look meticulously crafted. There are indents in his lower abdomen that lead towards his trousers, which I can’t help but admire much more closely now, with the tips of my fingers.
“I never thought”, I say, the words catching a little in my throat. “That we’d be here, doing this.”
I dance my fingers towards his belt buckle, begin to open it.
“I always wanted you”, Felix says. “Jesus Cass, I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”
Pop, the first button goes. Loose enough to slide my hand in the top, I do so. Between his boxer shorts and his trousers, I feel his thick cock, hard like tempered steel. He moans lightly as I tickle my fingers across it. I find his balls, and then I work my way up to the tip, squeezing him tightly as I go. I want to bite him. I want to pull him out and and put him inside my mouth. Inside my pussy.
I rip the rest of the buttons open and then I pull his trousers down to his ankles. Felix kicks them off.
“Take it off”, he says, meaning my dress.
“I will”, I agree, but I want him first.
I can almost see his crown through the thin cotton fabric. It’s pressing against the whiteness, a patch of pre-cum darkening the material.
“I’m a virgin”, I say, my hand hovering. “I waited for you.”
I can’t wait any longer. I’m done waiting. I’ve waited so long I’m about to fuck my stepbrother. Of all the forbidden relationships, this is number one. This is the one we can’t tell anyone about. This is the one we will have to always keep a secret. And then because of that, not in spite of that, it makes me feel so incredibly turned on. With my hands under the waistband of his boxer shorts, Felix prostrate on the bed before me - a situation I have conjured up in my mind’s eye a million times before - I finally reveal him to me.
Much like the rest of his body, his cock is incredible. It is thick at the base, uncut at the top, perfectly formed, solid, responsive and throbbing so desperately I can do nothing else but descend upon it like a hungry whore. I take him in my hands, wank him a little and then move my mouth towards his tip, eager to have him inside me. I gorge myself on his meat, sucking him both gently and hard adjusting my approach to the moans my different movements generate in him, lick up and down his shaft, take his balls into my mouth and roll my tongue underneath his foreskin. I pull his glans back, dip my tongue into his hole and then take him into my mouth as deeply as I am able. I suck hard, swallow his thickness into me and only break to gulp down air. Felix pulls me into him, hungry to please me while I do the same to him, but I don’t let him. This moment is mine, and I’m going to allow myself to enjoy it.
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