Page 68 of The Step Dare

He licks behind my ear as he strokes his cock against me some more, each stroke nagging at something in me that makes my ass feel fucking empty as long as he’s not in it.

“Please,” I beg. “I need it inside me.”

“I need it too. Fuck, I hate myself for leaving this hole untouched all this time. You deserve to know how good it can feel, Taylor. You deserve to know what it feels like when my shaft’s shoving up against your prostate; when it feels so good, you can’t stand it.”

My cock’s so fucking hard, and I feel it pulse when he reaches around and grips it. “That got you precoming, didn’t it?” He checks before snickering again. “Oh, there it is, Tay. Fuck, if this gets you going, just wait until I’m fucking you.”

“Stop teasing me. This is torture.”

“How did you think you were gonna survive if you’d won that air-hockey game?”

Really, he must know I would have probably given it to him either way.

He kisses me gently, in that tender way that’s become more familiar since we’ve gotten closer. In a way I know is reserved just for me.

“Keep this sexy ass right here,” he says. “This is where I want you. To start, I mean.”

As my cheeks warm again, a smile tugs at my lips.

When he pulls away from my body, it’s like he leaves me feeling empty inside, my nerves disappointed. I hear him pump some lube, and then he moves up behind me, wet fingers pushing between my ass cheeks, then rubbing against my hole. I close my eyes, appreciating the sensation, my body relaxing at his touch as he slides his fingers inside gently.

He kisses my shoulder, warm breath pushing against my flesh, making the back of my neck prick with sensation. “You ready to take me, Taylor?”

“Fuck me, Bren.”

He pumps some more lube, and then I feel his cock push up against my ass.

Damn, he’s hard tonight.

And I love knowing it’s for me.

Love knowing he’s about to satisfy this wild curiosity he’s elicited since all this started.

Just as I expected, Brenner is slow and patient. Doesn’t rush anything.

I feel the pressure as the head pushes in, the stimulation as he inches into me.

“Fuuuck,” drags out of my mouth.

“That feel good?”

“You have no idea.”

“You don’t really either…yet,” he assures me, and it’s hard to understand what he means when the pressure is hitting just right, but then he pushes farther in and…

“Holy hell.”

He chuckles. “Right?” He leans close, wrapping his arms around my torso, whispering in my ear, “Taylor, meet your prostate.”

My head rears back, like it’s beyond my control as bursts of energy surge through my nerves, making me arch my back, forcing more of him into me. A wave of heat moves through me, mixing with the nerves swirling with excitement. I can barely see straight, like my body is too focused on what he’s doing to me to take in my surroundings, so I close my eyes, simply absorbing the pleasure he’s giving me as he continues guiding his way into me until I feel his hips press against my ass.

His lips return to my neck, kissing and nibbling, stimulating me with his tongue as his cock hits against that sweet spot, making me feel as though every centimeter of my flesh has come to life.

“You’re taking me so well, Taylor. I’m impressed.”

He steadily pulls out and then pushes back in, taking me even higher as my body vibrates with pleasure. I moan, making sounds I’ve never made before, and when I turn back and his gaze meets mine, I see the determination in his expression before he leans forward and takes my mouth.

He keeps fucking me, and even as I call out, his mouth is relentless with kisses.

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