Stepbrother for Christmas

by Amy Brent

  “It’s been perfect, really.” I rubbed my hands together wringing my fingers.

  He placed his hand on mine. “I’m starting to worry. You don’t defy me very easily or often. Tell me.” His eyes met mine, but his tone remained soft.

  “I don’t want to renew the device. I’d much prefer to live without it.” I couldn’t find the words to tell him I wanted to have his baby, but as his eyes lit with recognition, I knew he’d already figured that out.

  “I’m not sure if I’m ready for that, but if it’s just another form of birth control you’re seeking, then we can consider all options.”

  I knew he'd shut me down. “Would you even consider it?” I felt the hope leave me as he shook his head.

  “I never intended to marry again, and honestly the thought of having another child isn’t anything I’ve ever desired.” He gave me an apologetic look and then kissed my mouth before letting out a long sigh. “But if you want us to have a child, I’m more than honored to give you one.”

  My head snapped up. He smiled wide then met my mouth, pulling me close. “Really?”

  His smile brightened his whole face. “Yes,” he said against my cheek, I can’t wait to fill you up with my seed, to make you big and pregnant with my baby. Pregnancy sex can be amazing.” He pushed my hair away from my face and then lifted me up into his arms.

  He walked me to the bed and placed my bottom against the comforter. “There’s more, isn’t there?” He whispered the words against my neck and lifted the hem of my shirt up over my head.

  “Yes. I went to do lab work while you were gone on Friday and well, I already have an appointment with Dr. Greene.” I hoped he wouldn’t get upset that I had gone without him. “I haven’t told them anything about whether I’m keeping it or not. I just wanted the bloodwork out of the way.”

  “Well, you made a wise choice. I’ll be there. I want to be at every appointment if we do get you pregnant.” He rubbed my slick little mound and then leaned down to close his mouth on my little bead at the apex of my thighs.

  I moaned and wiggled, and a second later he laid me back and feasted on my center, his tongue diving into my channel, stroking my walls nice and slow. I ached for him to be inside me and though his tongue was nice, I wanted the pressure of his cock spreading me to my limits.

  “Please,” I said, the word no more than a breath.

  “Mm. Please, what?” He spoke against my lips with his warm breath tickling with each word. “You want this?” He stood up and stroked his erection. “It’s so hard and ready to take you. Ask for it like a good girl.”

  “Please, may I have it?” I smiled and asked as sweetly as I could, and he centered it against me and nudged it in, inch by teasing inch. But he stopped about halfway fucking me with the tip. No matter how much I rocked my hips, he wouldn’t give it to me, not until I locked my heels around his ass and pulled him toward me. His cock plunged into my depths, filling me up so tight that I wanted to come right then and there and I would have to if he hadn’t pulled away again.

  The teasing was edging me so good, but then he finally gave me what I needed and when I did come, my toes curled, and his name fell from my lips like a prayer.

  “That’s right, come for me, baby girl. Work my cock so good.” He gripped my ass and moved me against him, the heat building between my legs as the friction built. “I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to give you just what you want.” He worked his hips in a frenzy of power and force, and all I could do was let the waves of my release milk his cock as he poured into me.

  He pounded it in and didn’t stop until another orgasm rolled through me and I’d collapsed against the bed. He was so good to me, and I wanted to cry for joy that he was so willing to give me what I wanted.

  I spent the rest of that night curled up tight against him, and we’d had a few more hot sessions through the weekend when we weren’t enjoying family time with Blythe.

  Once we put her to bed on Sunday, I went to draw a bath and added extra bubbles hoping he’d join me. He didn’t let me down. He never did.

  “I know there’s room in there for me. Let me bathe you.” He stepped into the tub and settled down behind me.

  “I was hoping you’d like this.” I settled by ass in between his legs, feeling his thick erection at the top of my crack and rigid against my back. He was hard and ready, but he took a moment to wash my breasts and across my tummy before going down between my legs. He paid special attention to that part of me, and I was grinding into his hand before he was done.

  “Are you nervous about tomorrow?” I had my appointment bright and early.

  “Not really. I’m more concerned at how long it will take to get my hormones back to normal, so I can get pregnant.”

  He flattened his hand against my tummy. “I bet it won’t take long, but in the meantime, we’ll have lots of fun.”

  I snaked my hand behind me and stroked his length until he moaned. He lifted my bottom up and placed me on his cock, centering himself and slowly easing me down. I ground against him and soon enough he was pounding me deeply, the head of his cock working hard against my little tender spot that gave me the most pleasure.

  When we were done he lifted me up, but my knees buckled as he dried me off. He carefully carried me out of the bath on wet feet and then placed me on the bed where he tucked me in.

  The next morning, after getting Blythe to school, he drove me to Dr. Greene’s office. I signed in, and soon we were called back.

  Dr. Greene came into the office to greet us and since he and Evan were old friends he made us feel right at home. “I’m still waiting for my nurse to bring me your lab results. We’re moving slowly here first thing in the morning.” He and Evan let out a chuckle, and I was sure Evan could relate. I smiled at the two and then tensed when their eyes found me.

  Dr. Greene pulled up his stool and sat in front of me. “So you did the Ortho-Nouveau last year, I hear that’s been really effective for most, are you two looking to have it reinserted?” He kept his eyes on me most of the time but cut his friend and colleague a glance now and then.

  “Actually, we’re hoping to get pregnant soon. I was wondering if there is a way to find out how much of the drug remains.” I crossed my fingers that it wasn’t much, but Dr. Greene had me lay back so he could check the device.

  I had already had to put on one of those itchy paper gowns, and so I was really embarrassed considering he knew my husband and was a good friend. The two would certainly have more in common than golf after he’d seen me naked too.

  I lay back, and he pressed his hand against my hip, warning me first of where his hands were going. “Just going to press the area a bit to assess it’s still in place and how big it is. The tend to get smaller through time, but not always. His hands were cold and rough, and I knew that he could see everything. Evan’s hand patted mine for reassurance, and then the nurse knocked on the door before entering.

  “Here’s what you requested.”

  “If you don’t mind, Dr. Black.” Dr. Greene gave Evan a look hoping he’d lend a hand and of course Evan obliged, taking the papers and placing them on the top of my folder face-down out of respect.

  Dr. Greene pressed around the area and then turned away to jot something down in my chart. “Everything seems to be in place, and these papers will tell us the effectiveness.” He pulled my gown down to give me my privacy and Evan helped me sit up as the other doctor looked at my bloodwork.

  “Well, I can tell you how effective the Ortho-Nouveau you have is still.” He glanced at Evan. “Are you two absolutely sure you want to be parents again? Something about his question confused me, and I wondered if it was because he’d seen the levels and they were too high for conception.

  I saw my dream of the perfect family, the image I’d always wanted with a loving husband and a boy and a girl slipping away.

  “Of course we’re sure.” Evan put his arm around me, and Dr. Greene gave us a warm smile.

  “Well, that’s
wonderful. Congratulations, you’re pregnant.” He put out his hand, and Evan’s eyes widened.

  “She’s pregnant? So, the drug didn’t even last a full year?” Evan hugged me, and I was still in shock.

  “Well, we’ll have a better idea with that once I figure out how far along she is.” He turned to me, and I was still in shock. I’d wanted to try, and now I was. Like our marriage, it had all happened so fast. “When was your last cycle?”

  I thought about it and shrugged. “I don’t remember, but I didn’t think I was late.”

  “No worries. I’m going to have you lay back, and I’ll examine you. I should be able to get you close enough.” He turned to his counter as Evan helped me lay down and kissed my mouth.

  “I’m so happy,” he whispered against my cheek.

  It didn’t take Dr. Green long to determine I was about eight weeks along, which after some deliberation from me and Evan, we’d realized was probably spot on, but he went ahead and scheduled an ultrasound to make sure.

  When we got to the car, he walked around and opened my door, and it occurred to me that I was going to have his baby. We were on our way to our perfect family, and even if it wasn’t a boy and we had given Blythe a baby sister, I’d be happy.

  Once he got us lined out on the highway, he reached over and took my hand. “I can’t wait to get home and tell Blythe about the baby.”

  “Lucinda is going to be excited too. She told me once she hated that she missed out on Blythe being a baby. I’ve always felt the same way. Can you imagine us together with a baby?” I sat back in my seat and sighed.

  “I’ve been thinking about it since you told me that’s what you wanted. I can’t believe it’s all happening for us. I love you, little Mama.” He pulled my hand up to his mouth, and I smiled so wide it forced the tears from my eyes.

  “I love you too, Daddy.”

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  HOT DELETED KINKY SCENE: The Doctor’s Fake Marriage

  Harbor

  Evan and I had only been married for forty-eight hours when I told my friend Courtney and her boyfriend Scott about my marriage. She’d been upset, to say the least, especially since I would be moving out and leaving her hanging on rent, but Evan had jumped in and offered to pay for the next five months.

  On the way home I shifted in my seat uncomfortably, and he took notice.

  “Are you still upset about your friends?” He reached over and patted my leg which made my issue only worse.

  “No, it’s not that. I’m aching again.”

  “Your little hole is getting raw, isn’t it? I’ll have to take care of that when we get back and get you settled into your new room.” As horny as I was, I didn’t think I could take much more, but I wasn’t sure how to tell him no.

  He rubbed my leg, and then we exchanged a glance as I bit my lip. “Relax, baby girl. I’ll make sure it’s good. It’s always going to be about your pleasure too. You have to trust me.” He was big on the whole trust thing and I supposed since I barely knew him it was not a mystery why it was so hard to do so. I wanted to trust him though, and so far he’d given me every bit of the pleasure he’d promised.

  We got back to his place, and though I enjoyed playing with Blythe for a while, he was watching me like a hawk. He pulled me aside after we tucked her into bed and told me to wait for him in my room. He wanted me naked. I nodded and stalked away, not sure what I was getting into but eager to find out.

  I lay on my bed in the dark letting my mind clear and the ache between my legs grow more intense. I wanted to touch myself, but I was already so tender that I wanted to save as much as I could for him.

  My door opened, and his shadow filled the doorway. He walked in and flicked on the lamp beside my bed. The soft light spilled across my naked flesh exposing my hardened nipples.

  “You look beautiful. How do you feel?”

  “Tender and horny. I lowered my eyes, but he leaned over and kissed my breast. I moaned out at his touch, and he smiled as his hand pressed against my mound. “Spread your legs so I can examine you.” I did as I was told and he rubbed his fingers between my folds and spread my silky lips. “You’re very red. Have you been touching it for me?”

  “No, I’ve been trying to rest when I can.” I’d only lost my virginity a few days ago, and since we’d had rough sex at least twice per day and if you counted him soothing my needs with his fingers and mouth, it was no wonder I was tender.

  He took down his pants and then lifted his shirt over his head. I would never get used to how handsome he was, with that light dusting of hair across his body in all the right places, and his smoky gray eyes seeming much darker behind his thick lashes. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” He planted a soft kiss, barely breathing against it and as much as I needed a rest, I wanted him on it. “Roll over.” My eyes flashed as I remembered his promise for our honeymoon.

  I rolled over to my tummy, and he straddled my legs, keeping them apart. Then he spread my cheeks. I hadn’t noticed him bringing anything with him, but he had something in his hand, and he rested it against my back. “Don’t move. I don’t want that fall.” I held very still careful not to squirm and curious about what he had.

  His hands parted my cheeks, and then his ass came up off of me. I dared not move, and sure enough, his mouth pressed against me, right over my little star. His tongue pushed hard against it and I clenched my cheeks. “Don’t move.” The order had me stiffen, but my cheeks were still clenched.

  “You need to relax, and it will make it much easier. You want this, don’t you?” His question was formed in the sincerest tone, and I shook my head.

  “Yes, I want it.” I wanted it so bad that I didn’t know what to do with myself and sitting still was sweet torture.

  “Then be a good girl and be still.” His hand was back on my ass, two fingers teasing my hole, but never entering. “By the time I get done with you, you’ll be begging for it.” I was close to begging now. The walls of my channel were already quivering.

  He lowered his mouth to me again, and I tried my best not to flinch, not even when his finger dipped into my tight hole. He worked it nice and slow, starting off with just a tiny bit and then pressing to his second knuckle. I whimpered not wanting to be still and tilted my ass a bit upward when he inserted a second finger.

  “You know what I’m doing, don’t you?” His hand worked me in and out and then spread apart, widening my little hole.

  “Torturing me?” I giggled, and he joined me.

  “No, but I’m glad it does. Your little pussy is going to be soaked when I’m ready for it.” I was surprised he was going to fuck me there, but also relieved. I wanted it so badly that I was about to say so. “I’m preparing you for my cock. I want in this tight little hole of yours.”

  The thought was terrifying in one way, but I knew the pleasure was going to be even more intense than the pain. “What’s on my back?”

  “Funny you should ask. I think you’re ready for it.” I stiffened, clenching my ass at his words, but he laughed. “No, relax, you don’t want me to force it.”

  “What is it?” I wiggled, and I felt the thing rolling around in a circle.

  “It’s a plug. I want to train your hole for me. Be still.” He slapped me on the ass, and I giggled.

  “Please, may I see it? I want to know what you’re putting inside of me.” He let out a long breath and then pushed his fingers as deep as they’d go. My little channel was soaked even though he hadn’t touched it yet.

  “You’re going to have to trust me, baby. But I will say, it’s not the biggest one I have.” It was big enough for me to feel it and if it was to train me for his cock, I could only assume it was pretty thick.

  His tongue pressed against my little hole, and then he sat up. “I’m going to see how much work we’ll have to do.” He pushed his cock against me and I winced as his head popped insid
e. He thrust his hips, fucking it a little until I cried out and bit the pillow beneath me.

  “Yeah, it’s too tight, baby girl. I’m going to fix that for you.” He pulled out and then pushed his finger in my mouth. “Get it nice and wet for me.” I did as I was told, trusting he knew best and then he pushed the finger back inside me stroking me so good I moaned.

  “Close your eyes and open your mouth.” He pushed his plug into my lips. “Make sure it’s ready for you and that you’re ready for it.”

  The thing was narrow at one end, but got as thick as his cock at the other before it narrowed again for what I could only assume was a handle.

  He let me nurse at it a minute then he pulled it out. I made sure it was nice and wet, but he ordered me to spit into his hand. He massaged my tight hole, and then I winced as he pushed it inside. It felt so much bigger in my other end, and my channel was soaked and ready for him. I needed something more.

  He kissed my mouth. “Take a deep breath and tell me how that feels.” I clenched my cheeks a few times on the toy until I got used to it. “Breathe, baby.” I took a few deep breaths, and it was already starting to feel better.

  “I need more.” I panted afraid that he wouldn’t give it to me.

  “You be a good girl and wait here.”

  I reached down and touched myself as he walked out the door, and the pleasure was intensified greatly by the plug.