We pulled back, and a small amount of saliva stuck to my bottom lip. Sebastian leaned forward and licked it off of me. Then his face changed from being a pleased boy to a wild man. It was as if he had caught onto my game. His powerful arms tossed me onto the bed.
“My turn,” he snarled. Suddenly, he flipped me onto my stomach and then lifted my legs. In one motion, he pulled down my bikini bottoms. With my legs spread, and my face pushed into a giant pillow, Sebastian attacked. His mouth pressed deep between my spread legs.
“Ah…” I whimpered as he took me over. I could hear him making sounds of pleasure as Sebastian thoroughly tasted me. His tongue slipped out and ventured deep inside. I could feel him wetting me slowly with his watering mouth.
Both of Sebastian’s hands gripped my buttocks. At first they caressed the skin softly as he lapped at me. That was until he became even more excited. When Sebastian realized that his tongue couldn’t go any farther, he licked me up and down in clean swipes. Sensational tingles exploded with each of his laps against my tender skin.
Just as I was about to let out a moan, he surprised me. His licking had gone up even further and touched against my other opened. For a few moments, I felt Sebastian spreading my ass and licking me in what turned out to be a very sensitive spot.
“Wow,” I moaned as he teased me with his wet tongue. The mischievous moment, however, did not last.
“Enough,” Sebastian groaned. I looked back at his face. It was a mixture of absurdly aroused and nearly agro. He pushed himself up and pulled at my stomach. I was forced into a kneeling position as he placed his cock on me. At first, he teased me with it. The thick tool wiggled at my opening, spreading my lips apart just to have them cover back again. The more Sebastian teased me, the less I could take.
“Please,” I begged him.
“Had enough?” he said in a brash timbre. I didn’t care how arrogant he wanted to act. All I could focus on was his cock sliding into me. Suddenly, my wish came true. “Ah!”
Sebastian wasted little time as he crammed his entire girth into me at once. Suddenly, I was full inside from his flesh. Every part of me was rolling with pleasure as his cock found the depths of my tunnel
I felt Sebastian slapping his hips into me as he took me hard from behind. The distinct sound of skin pounding against skin echoed around the room. Unable to control myself, I moaned and wriggled about as he took charge.
Just as I thought I couldn’t handle anymore, Sebastian stopped. He grabbed me and turned me onto my back. I was still for a moment, looking at his muscular body that had broken into a darkening sweat. His cock found my pussy again, and he plundered in once more. This time, he was able to reach different parts of me, rubbing and caressing my insides with his impressive girth.
I felt the building coming on strong as he gripped my legs and pulled me back and forth against him. My hands reached for the headboard for leverage, but still, it wasn’t enough. The entire bed was an earthquake of steaming hot madness. My new stepbrother towered above me, fucking me like nothing more than a pleasure toy.
Suddenly, I stopped being able to control myself. Screaming loudly, I felt my chest heave, and the spot between my legs light up like a flickering fire.
“Come for me,” Sebastian commanded me as he drilled fiercely inside of me. I did what I was told as hot washes filled between my thighs, letting out rivers of pleasure that made my body go into convulsions. “Fuck, yes! Fuck, yes!”
Sebastian pulled his cock out of me and stroked it wildly as he watched me continue to orgasm. I reached down and touched where he once had been. My fingers found his excavation spot, and I continued to rub myself.
“I’m coming!” he groaned as he finished. Hot flashes of simmering cream pushed from the tip of his girthy tool. They sprayed all over me, landing at impressive lengths on my breasts and the comforter on the bed. I orgasmed once again, as I watched his muscular arms work out the remaining pumps of white cream from his softening member.
As Sebastian collapsed on me, I could feel him heaving against my body. I was breathing harshly as well as I wrapped my arms around him.
Out of the air, a small amount of panic rushed through my body. A cold sweat took me as I wondered about the man I had in my bed with me. After all, he was my stepbrother. Still, that may have been the entire reason behind this chance, yet sweltering encounter.
Our Little Secret
Though I felt that it went without saying, Sebastian and I agreed that we wouldn’t speak of our tryst to anyone else. Not even our closest, most trusted friends could hear of it. My biggest fear was having my father discover about us. This taboo would embarrass him. Likely, in the aftermath, I would be blamed. After all, Lydia was closer to her son that I was to my father.
When my brother Michael arrived at the house, I greeted him in the dress that I had picked out. It was one he had sent me for Christmas the year before. I still wondered how he had been able to find one that fit my style though we hadn’t seen each other in years.
Michael studied at Harvard and graduated the same time that I had from boarding school. My father opted to go to his commencement over mine as they coincided on the same day. It was all for the best because I was ruing seeing my father in the same room as my mother.
The next day, Sebastian went by the pool as he always did. I, however, became slightly paranoid that my father might discover our chemistry, so I stayed beside Michael. We played a few games of chess, which he defeated me in each time. When we changed the game to modern trivia, I won the next set.
“Are you trying to upset me?” Michael asked while wiggling the trivia card between his fingers.
“How so?” I said still looking at my hand of cards, deciding which one would deliver the best blow.
“With this onslaught of culture garbage?” he said throwing his hand down on the table. Michael was good-looking like my father but much taller. Continuing the tradition of my father’s side of the family, he went to school in the sciences,and graduated with top honors. He was sharp but had a boyish attitude with more energy than anyone I had ever met. Sometimes, it was all too much for me.
“Giving up already?” I asked.
“More or less,” he said as he gazed beyond my shoulder to the outside garden. “How do you feel about that one?”
I turned my head to see Lydia pruning roses that were growing outside of the garden boundaries.
“Lydia?” I asked in a wondrous tone. Then I decided not to pay much attention to the question. “We haven’t spoken much.”
“I’m sure,” Michael said as he twisted in his chair. “She a little dim. After all, dad always preferred his women with more looks than brains.”
I knew that this quip was aimed at my mother. However, Michael was all bark and no bite.
“She’s not all that bad,” I added while trying to mask another secret truth. “For a woman who still likely still lets her adult son suckle from her teat.”
“What do you mean?” Michael pried.
“Nothing,” I said as I started to arrange the game pieces on the counter. “They just seem like one of those creepily close families.”
“You don’t think there’s anything lecherous between them, do you?’
“Who knows?” I sighed. “The more family money, the more secrets.”
“We know that our father has his share,” Michael added.
“Which?” I joked. “Like that we are one big, happy family?”
“Precisely.”
When we were younger, our father forced us to attend summer vacations together. Michael and I would always end up getting arguments. I found that my half-brother was notoriously neurotic and usually roused the same type of energy from other people. I even saw my father strike him fiercely across the face once after Michael talked back. This is something no one in my family ever spoke of again. I didn’t even dare repeat it to my mother.
“Another game?” I asked.
“Let’s take a break for an hour.”
“Do you think that’ll help you win?” I smirked.
“Don’t worry, little sister,” Michael smiled at me. “I know you aren’t as clever as you think you are.”
Then he stood up, leaving me alone to pick up the pieces.
Michael
As the afternoon turned into night, I noticed Sebastian coming into the living room in only a towel. I wondered if he had been in there all day. His chiseled form was still perfect as any other day, but this time, his face wore a scowl. I caught him glaring at me for a brief moment before he turned the corner toward his wing.
“And how do you like Sebastian?” Michael asked me as we started a fresh game of checkers.
“What are you talking about?” I answered defensively.
“Calm down,” Michael said giving me a sharp glare.
“Why are you asking me so many questions?” I sneered. Michael liked to trap and interrogate, and this sounded like one of his usual moves. I wasn’t about to fall victim to him, even if there was still a chance that he was making small talk. “You should meet these people and find out for yourself.”
“Jesus,” Michael said as he threw his red game pieces onto the table. “You don’t have to answer me like a fucking bitch.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Michael?” I snapped. “Didn’t take your meds again today?”
Michael sprang from the table. I could tell that I had gone too far. Still, that was the point. He always had a way of prying out the worst in people, and I wasn’t about to let him discover this secret.
“Go fuck yourself, Audrey,” he barked as he raced away from the table. My heart was racing as I walked away from the room and up the stairs. Once I got into my room, I saw Sebastian lying on my bed, completely naked.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked him in disbelief.
“I was trying to surprise you,” Sebastian looked at me as if he had done nothing wrong.
“This isn’t the time,” I said. “Everyone is home.”
“Relax,” he said as he got up from the bed and walked toward me. I looked at his cock, which was erect and sticking out in front of him. “Everyone is too caught up doing whichever bullshit they want to notice us.”
“Stop,” I said firmly.
“Stop what?” Sebastian said as he pushed my palms to his cock. It felt nice in my hands again. Suddenly, the world from before seemed to dissipate around me. Michael’s ridiculousness and the looming fear of my father discovering us were no longer worries that held value.
Sebastian unzipped my dress and removed it from my body. He lips were upon me again, calming my thoughts and exciting my nerves.
Silent Scandal
I leaned forward and kissed his mouth, opening his lips with mine. Our tongues danced viciously with one another, as if it were an aggressive game. Sebastian forced me backward onto the bed, shoving his tongue deep inside of my mouth in an aggressive embrace.
He pulled off of me in a display of his masculine torso. His muscles seemed more chiseled today as they indented at his sides and bloomed on his abdomen. There was no doubt that Sebastian was stronger than me. Still, that’s what I liked about him. Beyond the silent scandal that we had created, I had developed feelings for him. Every kiss against my breasts was like a reaffirmation that what we had was more than lust.
“Come apart for me,” he said looking between my legs. “I want to taste how delicious you are again.”
“Like this?” I asked coyly as I slowly spread about my legs. Sebastian quivered.
“Just like that,” he growled. “You are so appetizing.”
Suddenly, he lunged onto me, licking my pussy with his dribbling mouth. I felt like I was a cutlet of meat he had been waiting to devour. His tongue was faster and stronger than our initial encounter. My body convulsed as I grabbed onto the bedding, thrashing it about the room.
“Fuck!” I groaned. Sebastian’s hand flew to my mouth, muffling me as I orgasmed.
“You can’t be done on me, can you?” he smiled. I shook my head.
“More, please,” I said with an exhausted expression. My pussy was still heated from pleasure when he inserted. The thickness and warmth of his cock only made me feel inside like an intense oven.
“Shit, you’re warm,” he said as his cock slid in and out of me. “I want to see you from above.”
“Alright,” I agreed with sweat starting to collect. The truth was, whatever Sebastian wanted to do with me, I was eager and willing to perform.
He rested on his back as I sat down on my firm cock and began to rock my hips. Slowly, I grinded his meat inside of me. Sebastian’s eyes filled with wonder as he gazed at me in the eyes. As my body twisted, his expression became more focused. Suddenly, his breathing intensified.
“I’m ready,” he gasped. Then he threw me off of him so that I landed on the other end of the bed. Sebastian got to his knees and jerked his cock. Spouts of his warm sauce sprayed from the tip, covering me in lines of white pleasure. The final dribble he saved for me, placing it inside of my mouth. Normally, I didn’t like the taste of it; however, Sebastian’s was divine.
“That was utterly fantastic,” I whispered.
“You are gorgeous,” he said lying next to me. “The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
He kissed me, sending his tongue to entwine with mine. Then he placed his arms around my chest and sighed.
“What are we going to do?” I said after a few moments of just listening to our bodies breathing.
“With what?” he asked.
“All of this? This is obviously taboo.”
“It doesn’t matter to me,” he said looking at me in the eyes. “In time, everything will work itself out for the best.”
“Promise?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said as he nudged his nose against mine. As he flashed his gleaming smile at me, I started to care less about the world outside of Sebastian.
The End of Book 1
The following is a preview…
Book II: Stepbrother Desires
Morning News
I awoke the next day to discover that Sebastian wasn’t with me inside of my bed. After wrapping my robe around me, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. The smell of warm, sizzling food permeated the air. I noticed that the chef was preparing some potatoes and ham.
“Hello!” Lydia called out to me. She seemed to be in an even cheerier than usual mood this morning.
“Hi,” I said softly. “That smells good.”
“It’s almost ready,” she said smiling. “You’ll love it. Won’t she, Michael?”
I stepped around the corner to see Michael at the far end of the stone kitchen counter. Between them was my father who was reading a newspaper. Michael smiled at me with a mouthful of potatoes.
“It’s absolutely delicious, Aubrey!” he said gleefully. I gave Michael a small smile as I sat down next to Lydia at the counter. One of Michael’s best and worst qualities was his ability to act like the terrible events of previous days never existed. While everything went under rug swept, I was also supposed to play along. In this case, it felt less exhausting to go along with it all.
“How was your day yesterday, kids?” my father asked behind his newspaper.
“It was great,” Michael smiled. “I beat Aubrey three times in a row at chess.”
“Then I destroyed you at trivia,” I reminded him as the chef put a plate in front of me.
“She did!” Michael laughed.
“Look at this kids, Lyd,” my father said as he reached his hands across the table. “It’s so nice to have everyone here all at the same time.”
“It is, isn’t it?” Lydia looked genuinely emotional over the entire scene. “If only Sebastian could get back here quickly, we could have a proper family breakfast.”
“Did I hear family breakfast?” Sebastian said as he rounded the corner into the room.
“My doting son is back!” Lydia exclaimed as she stood up from the counter. M
eanwhile, I was wondering where he had gone.
“Having a family gathering without me?” Sebastian was beaming, even more than any time I had seen him before. It was far too early for him to be up, especially with his hair done and dressed in a polo shirt, shorts, and shoes.
“I was waiting for you,” Lydia said as she gave him a hug. “Tell him that I was waiting, won’t you, darling!”
“She was,” said my father as he lowered the newspaper.
“Well, we can’t have a proper family meal without this week’s special guest,” he said. “Darla, come out here! She was just taking her shoes off at the door.”
A girl just a few years older than me came out from in back of Sebastian. She had black hair that came down in waves around his soft, pale skin. Large, round eyes, and pale pink lips completed her perfectly innocent look. There wasn’t a thing about this girl that wasn’t beautiful, and yet, there wasn’t anything about her that I could trust.
“Oh my goodness, Darla!” Lydia cried out as she gave the girl a hug. “I can’t believe that Sebastian didn’t tell us you were coming back to the grounds today!”
“Mother, did you see?” Sebastian smiled. Lydia looked down at Darla’s hand and let out a scream.
“You didn’t!” Lydia said with wide eyes.
“Mother,” Sebastian announced. “I’d like you to meet my new fiancé.”
It seemed as though Sebastian had some more cards up his sleeves. This asshole decided not to tell me that he was engaged to be married. Inside, I was fuming. Of course, I couldn’t tell a soul in the room about our encounter, so this had to be my little secret. This girl might be pretty, but she wasn’t a match for me. Sebastian was the one thing that I wanted the most, and I wasn’t about to give up on my desire.
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