Stephanie’s lip curved as she gave him a sultry look. “Well I was going to start by getting your dick nice and wet, with my lips and tongue, taking my time so you woke up slow. Then when you came to I was going to slide my mouth over you until you were deep enough to hit the back of my throat…”
“No conversation?” When Stephanie shook her head, Colin nodded in satisfaction. The bed creaked as Colin moved off her and dropped down at her side. “Sounds good. How ‘bout I pretend to be asleep? You can start now.”
Giggling, Stephanie pushed up to her knees, arching a brow when Colin turned to watch her remove her blouse and bra, eyes slit to keep up the act. Shaking her head, Stephanie unzipped her skirt and worked it down. Wearing nothing now but a black lace thong, intricately run through with pale pink ribbon, and a pair of thigh highs attached to garters, Stephanie sat on her side. Knees bent against the bed, one hand bracing her up, Stephanie undid Colin’s jeans.
The button and zipper weren’t a problem. Getting the jeans down enough to get full access to the rock hard dick that was straining against Colin’s boxers was a different story. Colin wasn’t being very cooperative. Rather than lifting his hips when she pushed his jeans down, he simply lay there, dead weight, as though he was really asleep.
Frustrated, Stephanie gave up on the jeans and turned her attention to what she could get to. Laying down at Colin’s side so that her cheek rested against his pelvic bone, Stephanie held the elastic of his boxers out of the way with one hand and wrapped the other around the center of his cock. This left only the tip of him for her mouth but it was more than enough to play with.
Mimicking Colin’s earlier actions, Stephanie flicked the end of her tongue across the indent under the head of Colin’s dick. Feeling his thighs tense against her, Stephanie smiled and did it again, this time moving up a bit so that she could cover him with her mouth for a quick suck. Swirling her tongue around the hot flesh, slowly, lazily, Stephanie peeked up at her stepbrother, wondering how much longer he’d let the teasing go on.
From the look of him it wouldn’t be long. Colin’s fists were clenched at his sides. A gruff inhale caught in his throat when she grazed her teeth with care against the delicate skin of his shaft.
Finally, he just shook his head and laughed, tugging his jeans down as he spoke. “You win.” Knees bent he pushed his hips up when Stephanie rose to pull his jeans off all the way. “Just hurry up. You look fucking hot like that. If you weren’t so good with that sweet little mouth I’d have you bent over the bed already.”
Stephanie smirked and shifted so that she was on her knees, elbow braced by his hip, ass up in the air to give him a perfect view. Holding up his dick she spoke, so close to it that her lips teased it with every word. “Bent over the bed? Why the bed? If you are going to bend me over something why not make it the table…”
Stephanie stroked her tongue up his dick.
“Or the sofa?” She took him fully in her mouth now, arching her neck to accommodate the head of him deep in her throat. Pulling back before she could gag she slipped her lips off him, leaving a glistening wet trail of her saliva to cover him. “Or maybe the balcony.”
Loving the tortured look on Colin’s face, Stephanie grabbed hold of his dick and started jerking him off, never taking his eyes from him, even after her mouth joined her hand. Colin groaned and grabbed a handful of the sheet at either side of him. When it wasn’t enough he combed his fingers into her hair and fucked up into her mouth. Stephanie’s tongue slipped over the tip of him. The slightly salty taste of precum told her he was getting close. Just a little bit more and he would be spent.
Colin had only ever let himself cum in her mouth once from a blowjob alone. The first time she’d done it. After that he’d taken care to see to her pleasure first. Stephanie had once made a game of trying to see if she could get passed his ironclad self-restraint. His confession as to why he did it had made her even more determined to thwart him. His motives weren’t completely selfless. Colin liked to bask in the afterglow. Getting her off first meant he could do so without guilt.
It was silly, but Stephanie didn’t care. She saw it as a challenge. Moving her mouth faster she wondered if maybe this time she’d win.
Colin jerked Stephanie back by the hair and jammed his mouth against hers. Movements a little rough and desperate he forced his fingers into her panties to test her wetness.
Stephanie whimpered and shifted her hips, not from pain or fear, but from desire. If not encouraged, Colin would rein in his passion and take it slow. Whenever he was overcome by lust he did that. He never just let go. Always cautious, knowing well he was a lot bigger than her and could hurt her.
Stephanie wasn’t worried, and more, she wanted a taste of the animal passion she’d seen.
Grazing her teeth against his neck, Stephanie pushed her hips forward, against his hand. Colin dipped his fingers inside her, pressing deep and then slipping out, quick and easy motions as he eased her down on the bed.
With a rough groan, Stephanie shook her head. Colin was slowing already; taking such care it would drive her mad. “Just fuck me, Colin!”
“I fucked you in the bathroom last night. I fucked you in the shower. Why can’t you just enjoy this?” His hand had stopped moving, but his fingers were still inside her. It made it hard to take the conversation seriously. Colin started pulling his hand back.
Stephanie clenched down on him and grabbed his wrist. “Please don’t stop. I’m sorry but for a second…” Beating around the bush now was not going to get her anywhere, though the analogy used in a literal sense would serve her well. It took her a moment to realize how horrible her timing was. Any interruption would be taken badly after what she’d brought up the last time. “Never mind.”
Colin latched onto her wrist when she reached for his dick. Twisting his other wrist free from her grasp, he pushed her arms up over her head and held them there with one hand. “No Steph. You’re gonna tell me what’s on your mind. So long as it’s not another family member, I won’t get mad.”
Trying to free her wrist, proving that his grip on them was secure and that he had no intention of letting her go, sent a wave of heat straight down to Stephanie’s groin. Inhaling, Stephanie twisted and felt her face go red as Colin’s shrewd gaze lifted to her trapped hands, then down to her squirming body.
Suddenly he grinned. “You like this, don’t you?” He put his hand between her legs pressing his palm against her soaked panties. “I knew you liked me being a little dominant, but that’s not what you want right now. You want me to be rough.”
“Yes.” Stephanie groaned as he tugged her panties down and stuffed his fingers deep into her pussy.
“I’ve been rough before.”
Stephanie could tell he wanted things clear before he went any further. She tried to find the right words. “Yes, but it’s always controlled. I want to feel you lose it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” His tone showed the lie. He liked the idea, she could tell in the way his dick throbbed against her belly.
There was an edge of uncertainty there as well. A bit of pain with pleasure was one thing, but he was afraid to take it too far. Stephanie had to let him know she trusted him to find the right balance.
“If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t chance it, but you’re not just anyone. You love me. I want to feel you pounding into my body as though you’re gonna go right through me. I want you to hold me down, I want you to pull my hair and bite me and do all the things you were too careful to do before.” She took a strangled breath; his fingers were jamming into her harder even as she spoke. “I’m yours, Colin. I want you to use me.”
Colin groaned and pushed off the bed. Stephanie was sure she’d gone too far. She sat up, ready to take it all back.
Without warning Colin’s hand shot out. Hand latched into her hair he pulled her up to her knees. “You sure you want this?” Stephanie nodded, shivering with anticipation. Colin turned her so she was on her hands and knees, stil
l gripping on her hair. His jeans around his knees, he placed himself between her thighs. “Promise me you’ll tell me if it gets to be too much.”
“I promise.”
Stephanie let out a sharp breath when Colin stabbed his dick inside her. He reached forward and grabbed her hands, pulling them behind her back so that she fell onto her face. His hips slammed against her ass, again and again, driving him so deep Stephanie couldn’t help but scream. Her first orgasm ripped through her and Colin tugged on her hair so she was kneeling up against him.
“I can do anything I want?” Colin whispered gruffly into her ear.
Curious to see how far Colin would really take it, Stephanie didn’t answer. Colin jerked her head back a little further.
“Answer me!”
Grinding herself down on him, Stephanie pressed her lips together and then held still. For a while she just waited to see what he’d do.
When the silence stretched, Stephanie turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. Colin’s brow lifted. He gave a firm nod.
“You want to be difficult? That’s fine.” he pushed her forward, pulling out and pressing his hand down on the small of her back to hold her in place. “Then you don’t get a say.”
Stephanie didn’t have to wait long to see what he’d do. His hand cupped against her pussy he smeared her juices up between her ass cheeks, using it as he often did to lubricate his fingers. One finger slipped with relative ease into her asshole and he pushed until he had it in all the way.
This was nothing new, he’d fingered her ass before. But this time, he didn’t stop there.
Once her asshole was nice and slippery, Colin pushed the head of his dick against the tight hole. Stephanie tensed, not sure if it would go in, the strange new sensation more pain than pleasure. She almost asked him to stop, sure she couldn’t do it.
Not easing up the pressure, Colin bent down to her. “Relax. You want to make me happy don’t you?” He slipped his hand between her and the bed and started fingering her pussy. The pleasure made her push back against him, helping him slide in a bit more. “Aren’t you glad you’re not sharing me?” The head of him was inside her now, stretching her, uncomfortable, but easy to ignore when he hooked his fingers in her pussy and teased her up to the tip of another orgasm. “You get all this.” He shoved in until his dick was half imbedded. “All to yourself.”
It was starting to feel good. Very good. Thinking of her stepbrother fucking her in the ass nearly made Stephanie come before he’d even started. She lifted her hips so he could get the rest of his dick inside her. Then she spoke, not thinking, just too far gone to hold the words back. “Am I tight?”
“God yes.” Colin pulled almost all the way out and then slid back in. He moved his free hand to her hip. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
“Then fuck me.” Stephanie clenched down on him. “But when you’re done I want you to tell me honestly if I was the only one on your mind.”
Colin made a gruff sound through his teeth, gripped down tight on her hip, and started moving in and out, faster and faster, until they both came hard, collapsing onto the bed, worn out by the power of their orgasms. When he had the strength, Colin rolled onto the bed and pulled her into his arms.
Pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head, he laughed. “You, my dear, are very sneaky. It’s not fair to bring up stuff like that when I’m too into it to pull back.”
“You had no trouble doing it last time.” Stephanie’s sleepy mutter was hard to make out, but she knew Colin heard her.
For a long time he said nothing. Finally he pushed up on his elbow and looked down at her. “Don’t pretend that you don’t know this time was a little different. This was a first. I wasn’t about to chance what could possibly be my only opportunity.”
Stephanie sighed and slit her eyes open, too worn out to put any effort in doing more. “Won’t be the only opportunity. That was…interesting.” She shrugged and snuggled against his side. “We’re usually more honest than you’re being, that’s all.”
“No.” Colin sat up now, agitation making him wide awake. “You’re just used to getting your own way with me. You’ve got this whole thing with me and Ashley stuck in your head, and you won’t stop until I do what you want.”
Stephanie forced her eyes open and frowned. “It’s not like that.”
Colin shook his head, rubbed his hand over his face and turned towards the bathroom. “It’s exactly like that. And just so you know, Steph, if me and Ashley ever decide to do anything it will be between the two of us. It has nothing to do with you.” He opened the bathroom door, head down, his words now spoken mostly to himself. “See how you feel about that.”
With that Colin disappeared into the bathroom. Stephanie heard the shower start and buried her face in the pillow, smiling, content. Colin might not realize it, but he’d just sort of guaranteed everything would work out exactly as she wanted it to. He wasn’t telling her no anymore. He was taking things in his own hands.
* * * *
The shower made Colin feel a little better, but still, deep inside him, was bitterness. A bitterness that had him standing at the foot of the bed, tempted to wake Steph up and ask her to leave.
Damn it, she was right about everything. He did love her and want her. He also loved Ashley, and if he was honest, at least to himself, he’d admit he wanted her too. But the situation with Ashley was too complicated for Stephanie’s manipulations to work. For either of them.
If she’d just stay out of it, the relationship between Colin and Ashley would develop into what it was meant to be on its own. Most likely platonic, but what was wrong with that? Colin and Steph had a mutual attraction for as long as he’d remembered. Not acted on for the longest of times, but it had always been there. He’d been sixteen when Steph’s father, Joseph, had married his mother. Steph was just over a year younger than him, and even though they’d both been pissed off about the wedding, they’d gotten along from the start. Colin’s father died when he was just a baby, and he didn’t have much family, so when his mother got sick she’d made Colin’s stepfather promise to take care of him.
The man had kept a roof over Colin’s head, kept him clothed and fed, so he’d kept his promise, but until Joseph had married Grace, Colin hadn’t really felt like he had a family. Living in the same house as Steph hadn’t suddenly made them siblings, no matter what the paperwork said.
Grace had changed everything. She’d wanted a nice, stable home for Ashley, so she’d insisted on ‘proper’ behavior. No more walking around in boxers for him and Steph got an earful about ‘strutting around in a towel in front of her brother.’
By making their underlying feelings for one another forbidden, she’d intensified them. Steph in a towel had been nice to see, but not a huge deal. After the new rules, seeing her in a skimpy shirt and skirt made his mouth water. The first time she’d been allowed to wear a bikini, Colin practically broke his neck rushing into an icy cold shower.
Ashley had been an awkward, annoying little kid. Always trailing after him, with dirt on all the nice clothes her mom forced her to wear. She’d even gone through a phase of wearing the clothes Colin had grown out of. When he wasn’t irritated by her, he’d kinda thought of her as the next best thing to having a little brother.
There was no mistaking her for a boy anymore though. Hell, she’d look fucking hot in his shirt. With nothing else. Following him right into his bed…
Enough! Fuck!
Restless now, Colin dressed in fresh clothes and decided to go out. Maybe some fresh air would clear his head. Steps from the door he stopped, catching sight of a little slip of paper. Picking it up he unfolded it and read the words scrawled on it, expression grim as he stuffed the note in his back pocket. For a second he considered waking Steph but tossed the idea as quickly as it had come.
The last thing Ashley needed was any more of their stepsister’s schemes. More importantly, the words he’d read told him seeing him and Steph together would only mak
e things worse. Ashley had written that she’d stopped by to let them know she was going out but that they sounded…busy. No mistaking it, she knew exactly what they’d been doing. Hell, they’d been loud enough that the whole floor probably knew.
What troubled Colin the most was where Ashley had gone. Maybe he was reading too much into it, but he didn’t think he was. Something about the tone of the note told him that Ashley was hurting. Why? The only thing he could figure was that his relationship with Steph made her feel like an outsider. He hated the idea, but it made sense.
If he hadn’t been mad at Steph before, he was now. None of this would have happened if she hadn’t started with her stupid little head games. If anything happened to Ashley because of this, he was done with it all. Steph could find someone else to mess with and leave him alone.
The very thought of another man claiming Steph made Colin’s guts twist in rage. Not enough to outweigh the desire to keep Ashley from further harm, but enough to make him wonder if he could ever push Steph away. He really didn’t know.
In the jeep, trying not to go over the speed limit, Colin forced himself to push all misgivings to the back of his mind. None of it mattered. All that mattered was getting to Ashley before it was too late. Short of that was figuring out what to do with the bodies if he didn’t make it in time.
Chapter Seven
“You’re eighteen, Ashley. Don’t tell me you don’t drink.” Danny leaned over the round bar, built by his father in the largest section of the basement. Several of his friends were sitting on either side of Ashley, drinks already served. Danny had been trying to cajole Ashley into joining them for a shot for a while.
Ashley’s stance was starting to waver. She’d come here knowing Steph’s cousin would welcome her, recalling his frequent invitations both before and after the accident. Acceptance was guaranteed, but that didn’t mean Danny wouldn’t resent her making him look like an ass in front of his friends.
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