Page 67 of Steps

While our mouths are connected in sweet heat,Varen stretches my hands above my head on the pillow and interlocks his fingerswith mine. My breathing and heart rate spikes, knowing what’s coming.

Gently, he eases his thick penis inside me alittle. I gasp at the initial discomfort, pressing my eyes shut.

“Want me to stop?” he whispers at my mouth.

I squeeze his fingers holding mine. “No. I wantyou to have all of me.”

He pushes in further until he’s filling me. Thenslowly moves in and out while grunting from desire. The uneasiness doesn’tlast. Once my body accommodates his width, it’s as if a fire is lit inside meand I’m burning alive in ecstasy. I rock my hips beneath him at the ambush ofpleasure.

When the intensity starts to grow bigger andbigger, rushing toward my vagina at once, I release his hands and braceforward, digging my fingers into his back and whimpering as I explode.

Varen keeps going, hands grabbing me all over asif he can’t get enough. His groans and mine are sexual serenades in the quiethouse. Sweat breaks out across our skins. It feels as if we’ll go on foreverwhen Varen’s body begins to quiver. His eyes find mine, and a look of delightblankets his handsome features as he fills me with warmth.

He collapses on me after, breathing heavily yetstill trying to hold on to the erotic high.

We stare at each other, then he kisses me.

“You’re mine,” he whispers. “I’m a lucky guy.”

I smile. “Can we do that again?”

Varen chortles in his exhaustion. “Sure babe, in aminute or two.” He presses a sweet kiss to my lips, and we lie there entangledin the sheets for a while before I find the courage to climb over him and gethim excited again.

I shower after Varen goes upstairs to grab asnack. There are tiny blood spots on my sheets from him taking my virginity. Iput them in the wash, hiding the evidence.

The front door opens as I’m descending the stairsfrom the laundry room. Mom and Daniel enter, laughing as they do.

My body tenses. My heart starts to race.

“Hey,” I sputter, pitch a tad high. “Thought youweren’t coming back until later?”

Mom crinkles her brows. “Why? What are you up to?”

Not much, just fucking.

“Now, now, Lisa, we were that age once.” Daniellaughs. “My buddy and his wife got into it; a common thing for them, so we cutsailing short and headed back.”

“Oh.”

Varen chooses that time to walk out of the livingroom, shirtless. Mom winces when she sees him but doesn’t say anything. Varenambles up the stairs without a word to them. He winks at me.

Daniel huffs. “How many times do I have to tellyou to wear a damn shirt around the house?”

“Yeah yeah,” Varen mumbles, then continue into hisroom. Thank goodness they don’t suspect anything else.

“Jesus,” Daniel mutters. “At least he’s spendingmore time at home.”

Probably cause I give him something to stay for.

Mom rubs his back. He kisses her before goingupstairs. She sets her eyes on me.

“I’m going to write for a bit,” I say, twisting towalk away. “I’ll help with dinner later.”

“Actually, I was hoping we could talk,” she says.

“About what?”Shit. Does she know?

She gestures for me to follow her into the livingroom. Sitting on the bench near the sliding doors, she pats the area besideher.

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