by Caz May
I can’t help but think of her naked in my arms, our bodies rocking together in dirty ways.
No. Ashton, stop. Dead rodents. Dead rodents. Fuck!
I need to step away from Tempany now. I’m seriously going to cream my black slacks.
Thankfully the music stops, and the next song is more upbeat.
Tempany steps back, retracting her arms from around my waist.
“Thanks for the dance, Ashton,” she says softly, with that smile again.
“Um, yeah, no worries, Temptress,” I reply with a smirk, turning away to head to the bathroom to deal with Ash Jnr.
Once I’ve dealt with Ash Jnr in the bathroom, getting him to calm himself down with a splash of water on my face, and a little stroke in the toilet stall I head back out to the reception.
Even over the music blaring out from the main room I can hear the unmistakable giggles of my little sister.
That would be fine if I didn’t also hear my best mate’s chuckle and the sound of their lips locking together.
Rage takes over my body and I search them out, finding them in the alcove leading out to the balcony.
Zeke’s jacket is open, his shirt untucked, with my little sister’s hands all over him.
Her dress is practically around her waist, and her leg is wrapped around his thigh.
They’re locked at the lips and practically dry humping each other.
I’m completely flabbergasted that I’m catching them out kissing again; this time in public.
Stomping towards them, I grab the back of Zeke’s jacket, yanking him away from my sister.
He yelps in pain and turns to me.
I look to my sister for a moment, and she’s giving me dagger eyes, begging me to not hurt him this time.
But I’m livid.
Without warning I lay into him, pushing him down onto the ground and pummelling his chest with my fists.
“Ash, man, stop!” he yells at me, spit hitting my face.
“I told you to leave her alone, Ezekiel!” I bellow at him.
“I couldn’t...I...I...want her,” he says softly, biting down on his lips as though he’s not saying the words he really wants to.
I don’t have anything to say this time, and I raise my fist to hit him in the cheek when I feel hands grabbing my jacket.
“Ashton stop you’re hurting him,” a voice behind me says meekly when hands that seem small—but are strong—are pulling me off even when I still want to pummel my best mate.
Standing up I find that Tempany has pulled me up.
She’s still clutching my jacket when she drags me out to the balcony.
My breathing is ragged, harsh and the anger is still raging inside me.
Again I’m angry at myself for acting like dad.
Again I used my fists, letting the anger get the better of me.
Tem pushes me against the wall and looks at me sweetly.
Her eyes are dark, and I’m drawn into them.
I look down to her lips a moment, but barely have time to form another thought before she’s stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss me. It’s a sweet soft kiss, barely a brush of her lips against mine, but it ignites something inside me.
And I want more.
I snake an arm around her body, not letting her break the kiss, but pulling her closer.
Deepening the kiss, I take her mouth with mine harder, licking her lips for entrance. She lets me in with a moan.
And I’m about to explode.
This kiss.
This kiss is everything.
Everything and more.
I’ve seriously waited my whole life for a kiss like this.
An intoxicating, pull me under type of kiss.
Her lips feel beyond incredible on mine, and breathless I pull back.
“Fuck temptress,” I curse, giving her a smirk.
I want to kiss her again when she doesn’t reply, but she takes my hand, smiling at me.
We walk back into the reception together to watch our parents leaving.
Everyone—including my traitorous best mate—is forming an arch for our parents to run through. Tempany and I join the end, on either side, next to Ava and Zeke.
I give him a death stare, and he nods across at Tem.
Fuck it. I can’t stay mad at him, after that kiss with Tem, I’m on a high.
Before my mum reaches us, I whisper in Zeke’s ear, “I kissed her, and fuck…”
“That good huh?”
“Better,” I tell him when mum reaches us.
She gives Ava and I a hug, before taking her new husband’s hand and heading out the door.
I can’t stop smiling. Partly because my mum is happy again, but also because I can still feel Tem’s kiss on my lips, and I want more.
Fuck her being my stepsister.
My little sister is about to walk away, thankfully not with Zeke and I stop her a moment.
“Av’s are you still staying at Kota’s?”
“Yes, is that ok?”
“Yeah, great. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She heads out, and I head back to the bridal table to pick up my stuff.
Tem is there, and she’s smiling like the cat that got the cream.
I feel the exact same way, and when we get home I’m tasting some cream.
Thirty-Two
Ashton
Tempany slides into the Camaro, with her bouquet on her lap.
It pushes the dress down between her thighs, and Ash Jnr is loving that.
My mind is racing with thoughts of what I want to do to her when we get home.
Driving is incredibly difficult with my temptress sitting next to me in her dress, whilst imagining taking it off her and having my wicked way.
Ash Jnr is throbbing, and thankfully the drive home is short—partly because I gunned it like a madman—and the Camaro purred for me.
The moment we head inside I want to kiss her before we’re even up the stairs.
No one—but for us—is home, so I could take her anywhere I want but I’ll at least let her get to her bedroom.
It’s closer than mine.
I follow her into her room. She’s gazing at me warily. And I stalk towards her until her knees hit her bed.
She bites down on her lip, and I groan, the desire to kiss her again coursing through me.
She’s going to kill me.
My temptress is going to take me to heaven, or hell because I’m about to go down in flames.
“Why’d you kiss me Tem?” I ask, seductively.
She gives me a shy smile. “To calm you down,” she says softly, again biting her lip.
That little gesture has never been a turn on for me, but when my temptress does it, fuck, fuck and oh fuck.
“Oh yeah?” I taunt, rocking my hips against hers so she can feel my dick hardening. “Well, it didn’t work.”
She cocks her head to the side. “Huh? I don’t get you,” she replies meekly.
“You, my temptress have not calmed me down. Quite the opposite,” I tell her, winking and giving her a dirty smirk before I lick my lips.
She lets out a sexy whimper.
“Oh, I’m sorry…” she says, clearly not sorry at all.
“Did you love it, temptress? Love having my tongue down your throat? Fucking your mouth.”
She blushes but doesn’t reply, just stares at me. Her eyes are dark, hooded with lust. And I don’t doubt that her pussy is as wet as fuck and throbbing.
“Temptress?” I say her name as a question, needing a reply to my question.
She didn’t push me away.
And she kissed me first.
So I’m not doubting she loved it as much as I did.
“I...I loved it,” she stammers, her tone husky. And fuck does that declaration turn me on even more.
Ash Jnr is so rock hard now.
Harder than ever.
Tempany Davies is going to kill me.
“Loved what temptress?” I taunt, loving that my ques
tions are getting to her from her little whimpers.
Again she lets out the sexy little whimper, moan sound and replies, “You kissing me. And…”
“And what?” I taunt, running a hand up the side of her thigh, slipping it under the dress. “You want more?”
I squeeze her thigh, and she moans again, softly replying with her eyes locked on mine, “Yes...yes Ashton...kiss me again.”
I chuckle.
“You sure Temptress? Do you know what happens when you play with fire?” I taunt her, squeezing her thigh harder, loving how her skin heats with my touch.
She nods.
“You burn to ashes, Ashton.” My name on her lips is the best sound I’ve ever heard.
This time I moan—not able to stand the tension between us for a second longer—kissing her hard.
This kiss is even more arousing and intense than the first one. Her lips on mine, her tongue lacing with mine is literal heaven on earth.
I could die right now.
And my only regret would be not fucking her.
God, I want to fuck her, so hard.
Breaking the kiss, I’m practically breathless, panting out my words, “Fuck, you can kiss Temptress.”
“Um, really? You like kissing me?” she asks innocently.
“I fucking love kissing you, temptress.”
“Oh, um,” she mutters, blushing a deep crimson.
Her innocence turns me on, bad.
“And I don’t want to just kiss your lips,” I tell her, my eyes on hers, my hand grazing the edge of the lacy bodysuit, right at her pussy.
“Oh, um...what?” she mutters again.
Yanking the buttons open, not caring if I break them I run a finger along her slit.
And holy fucking shit! Her pussy is so wet.
“Mmm, so wet for me, Temptress,” I tease with a groan.
She shuts her eyes for a moment when I slide a finger inside her aroused body.
“Oh, um...sh...it…” she stammers, biting down on her lip again.
“Open your eyes, Tempany. Look at me.”
She obeys, and Ash Jnr loves that, throbbing in my slacks.
Her eyes flutter open, taking me in with lust flaring in them.
“Take off your dress,” I demand, taking a step back from her for a moment.
She doesn’t say a word, just continues to stare at me whilst she slips the straps down her arms.
The dress falls to the floor, and she’s about to do the same with the bodysuit, and whilst I’d love to see her naked it’s kinda turning me on more to see her hard nipples through the lace.
I shake my head.
“Leave that on,” I demand again. “And lie down on the bed, spread your legs for me, Temptress.”
She follows the instruction, her eyes never leaving mine, even when I kneel on the bed at her feet, yanking her legs apart more so her pussy is exposed to me.
Slowly, with my eyes locked on hers, I insert a finger into her wet pussy. She bucks her hips up.
“Eager huh, temptress?” I taunt, pushing another finger inside when I feel the resistance of her innocence against my first finger. She lets out a pained whimper when I push through.
“Ok temptress?” I ask, feeling a little guilty for taking away her innocence this way. But at least if I get to fuck her, I can go hard, slamming my dick into like I desperately want to.
She whimpers again, and then softly says, “I’m ok.”
“Want more?” I ask, my fingers pressing up to hit her g spot, again making her hips buck and this time a pleasurable moan escapes her lips.
“Oh, sh...it...yes, yes, Ashton.”
I take my fingers in and out, fucking her with them and her moans are so illicit. They’re making Ash Jnr throb in my slacks. And I know Tem is close to coming, so there’s only one thing to do.
The thing I’ve been craving for weeks since I first saw her in this bodysuit.
I lean down, pressing a kiss to her clit. She almost screams out her pleasure. And I fucking love it.
Taunting her and teasing I still my fingers inside her, pressing her g spot again, and biting down on her clit.
Her pussy pulses around my fingers and she comes for me, letting go in a sudden convulsion.
I withdraw my fingers, looking down at them to see the spots of blood. Not giving a shit I wipe my hand over my slacks and lean over her to kiss her. She grabs my cheeks, pulling me closer as she devours my mouth, teasing me with moans against my lips, tasting her arousal on them.
When she breaks the kiss she’s breathless and pants out her words, “That. Was. Incredible.”
“Oh, you bet it was Temptress. Wait till I fuck you. I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll see stars.”
She bites down on her lips and mutters through her teeth, “That was my first...um...orgasm.”
I chuckle, leaning closer to her again to teasingly whisper, “First of many, temptress.”
She gasps and gives me a quick kiss which I break.
“But first you need to return the favour,” I tell her, nodding towards my aching dick.
“How? You want me to touch you?”
“No temptress. I want you to suck my dick.”
“Oh, I’ve never...I...I don’t know...how to,” she tells me stammering and sitting up on the bed a little.
I stand up, undoing my belt and yanking my slacks down to my ankles. I kick them off, and pull Tempany off the bed, pushing her down to her knees.
“Fuck, you look sexy on your knees, temptress,” I taunt, pulling my dick out of my boxers and stroking it a little.
“Suck it, temptress,” I command.
She whimpers and nods, reaching up to grab my length in her fist. Her fingers on my skin feel fucking incredible, sending shivers rushing through my entire body.
I’m so fucked.
Tem then looks up at me, her tongue darting out from between her lips to tentatively lick the tip of my dick. Precum is already seeping out, and she laps it up, licking her lips after.
I’m ready to come apart from just that teasing, and that never happens. I need a good, hard sucking to get off, but with Tempany just having her touching me has me so on edge.
Still, I taunt her, “Temptress, you need to put it in your mouth. Dicks don’t suck themselves.”
She giggles, and without warning, she takes my dick into her open mouth, between her pink lips.
And oh holy fuck!
Her mouth on me. Her fucking mouth on me, her tongue swirling over my tip, over my length as she takes me in and out of her mouth. Absolute fucking ecstasy.
Nothing—other than fucking her—is ever going to feel this good. She takes my dick out of her mouth for a moment, taking in a big gasp of air, innocently asking, “Was that good?”
“Fucking fantastic, temptress. Can you take more?”
“More?” she asks, gasping.
“Take my dick all the way, temptress. Deep down your throat.”
I lift her chin, grazing a finger down her throat and my dick once again disappears between her lips.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I push her down onto my dick and push it deep down her throat.
And holy shit...fuck...fuck!
I’m going to come so hard. She gags on my dick, and pulls back a little, not withdrawing all the way.
“Fuck Tem, I’m going to come,” I tell her, yanking her away by the hair, and fisting my dick with my other hand.
My come spurts out in ropes, spilling all over the front of her bodysuit. I don’t say anything, don’t help her up before tucking my dick back in my boxers and walking out of her room, leaving her kneeling on the floor by her bed.
No doubt she’s confused. But my head is a spin. I’ve never come so hard and my dick is still aching.
I need more from Tempany. But I know I shouldn’t want anything with her.
I’m an arsehole, who just took my stepsister’s virginity by finger fucking her.
An arsehole who made a virgin suc
k my dick. And the worst thing is, I’d do it all again, and then some.
I want to—need to—fuck my stepsister.
Thirty-Three
Ashton
Even though I just came all over Tem’s lacy bodysuit my dick is still aching for release. I’m blaming my thoughts of wanting to fuck her. I want to walk back into her room and pin her down on the bed. I want to kiss her all over and slam my dick into her pussy.
Anyone would think I’m whipped. But I’m not going there. I’m not falling in love again, ever.
I’d loved Fallon. Well, I thought I’d loved her, but she’d never made me feel this way. So completely mesmerised from just a couple of kisses, and a damn good gobby.
Fallon never made my dick ache, even after release. And never made me instantly hard just thinking of her, or with a simple touch.
I need to let go. I need to get my temptress out of my head.
Instead of heading to bed, I go into the bathroom. I’m angry with myself for giving into Tempany. Angry at myself for being such an arsehole, but seeing her pleasure written all over her face, fuck it wrecks me. I’m wrecked.
Tempany is my fucking stepsister. I can’t have her. But I want her.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
Stripping off the rest of my suit I throw it on the floor. Turning on the water, I don’t even let it warm up before getting in the shower. It’s cold, but I’m still thinking of Tem—and how she’d look naked—so my dick is still hard as steel, and the cold water isn’t having the desired effect.
Leaning against the shower wall, I jerk off, stroking my dick and trying not to let out moans. I’m not soon going to forget how her lips felt around my dick, how she took me deep and the forced gag she made when I hit the back of her throat.
Fallon could suck a dick hard, but she could never deep throat. I hardly ever got off from her sucking me. And with Tempany.
God, help me, I’m screwed. So screwed.
I need to stay away from my stepsister. I need to go back to bullying her, to take back the control and take my balls back.
