Page 97 of The Step Dare

My cheeks warm again as I gaze into his eyes.

Like when we agreed to be boyfriends, something’s shifted since we shared those words. Something subtle, but I see it in the way he looks at me. There’s a confidence in me about what we share, how deep it is.

“I love you, Bren.”

His adorable smirk perks up. “We said that already.”

“Yeah, but…I really like saying it.”

His smirk stretches into a grin. “Well, in that case, I love you.”

I feel the truth of his words in my fucking bones, vibrating through my being.

He offers a tender kiss, adding to the sensation.

I roll on top of him, and he fans out his arms as much as the cuffs will permit so I can rest my arms on either side of him. Our cocks stroke alongside each other as we take each other’s mouths. When we finally manage to pull away, I gaze into his eyes and say, “You think fucking is any different when you’re in love?”

“Only one way to find out.”

I lube up, and Brenner lifts his legs so that his ass is on full display for me. I crawl between his legs, lining up my cock with his hole. “You’re the one who showed me how to do this.”

I see the pride in his smile as I push the head in, and he moans as his body opens up for me, letting me in inch after inch. I lean close, placing my arms at his sides as I manage to get the last of my shaft fully inside him.

“I taught you well, didn’t I?” Bren reaches up, clearly having to fight against the fabric binding his wrists as he rests his hand on my cheek.

“I hope you plan on teaching me more.”

“I think it’s time for the student to become the master. Maybe we learn some things together.”

I lean back, grabbing his wrists and guiding them toward the headboard. He shifts to allow the back of the shirt up, and pulls his other arm up, clearly knowing where this is going. I bunch the shirt up so the cuffs are over his head, making sure he’s locked in place as I thrust gently. His body vibrates under me as I watch him reveling in the experience.

As I build into a steady pace, I lean down, and he eagerly welcomes my kiss.

Wild to think we went from what felt like exciting but silly blowjobs, when I thought it was just for fun, to having a threesome where he showed me how to work a man’s body, to being here with him, feeling physically and emotionally like I’m giving him my all.

The shirt is a fun treat, but after we really get going, I unbutton the cuffs, and we work our way through different positions, Brenner getting his turn to top.

Feels like this isn’t just a fuck—this is what it means to make love, to celebrate being in love with each other.

We wind up with me on my knees at the headboard. Brenner pushes in from behind me as sweat drips down my body. It’s stunning what we’ve been able to do, working off what adrenaline remains from the day.

As his cock gets in deep, heat flares in my cheeks.

We share a kiss, my head turned toward him, my mouth refusing to part from his as he speeds up, and before I can even say it, he says, “You’re getting close.”

Because he knows me that fucking well.

But he’s not the only one.

The way he’s moving, the fullness of his cock inside me, I can confidently say, “You are too. Do it. Give it to me, Bren.”

His thrusts are broad and powerful as he grips my cock and strokes me.

Our rhythm is so in sync. Just right, and I swear I can feel him swell just before his body works through the familiar pattern that assures me he’s coming inside me. And it’s enough to build that final swell in me before I break free, calling out, surely louder than I should, as he pumps the cum right out of my shaft.

We exhale into each other’s mouths before catching our breath.

I chuckle, surprising even myself.

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