Page 14 of Safe and Sound

I smack her ass again and watch as fire comes into her eyes. Oh, she’s going to be fun when she comes into her own and stops getting in her own way, when she understands how to play the game. She twists around and I feel her teeth sink into my jean-clad leg. She meant it as a defense but all my body sees it as is foreplay.

“Oh, sweetheart, you should not bite me if you want me to stop.”

I drop back to her virgin tight little pussy and slip the tip of my finger inside of her again. This time I push until the muscles lose some of their resistance and more of my finger slips in.

“Ren! For fuck’s sake, stop! You’re going to…!”

I smack her but this time lower.

“Oh my God!” I do it again, feeling her tense to the point of breaking. “What the fuck?!”

I give her one more smack on her clit. The impacts are soft and I’m actually shocked that she likes it as much as she seems to be -but not upset about it at all. She moans out as her little hole tightens up around my digit and her body starts shaking through an unexpected release.

By the time she’s done pulsing around my finger, she’s sobbing and limp. I replace my pinkie with my middle finger. I could watch her pussy swallow what I give her all day long as long as I can lick her clean all night long.

“Good girl.” I rub her back to offer her comfort even as I tilt my finger at the right angle to reach the ridges inside of her. “Now, give me one more.”

“Wha…? No, Ren. I can’t! I can’t!”

I lean over her so I can whisper in her ear. This moment is intimate and needs to be sheltered, coveted close to us.

“You can give me one more, baby, because you’re little body wants to and you want that as well, Stella. Can you feel it? Can you feel your body building back up to reach that peak once again? Can you feel your muscles tightening up and straining for what only I can give it? Can you feel how sweet it is going to be to come fully apart in my arms for me, baby?”

She screams my name as her pussy constricts and contracts so hard, I know she must feel it in every part of her body. Warm honey seeps from her and dampens my jeans as she gives me exactly what I ask for. When I move her to lay fully on the bed she doesn’t try to fight me or make stupid excuses for why this isn’t going to work. She doesn’t even complain when I pullher top off and unsnap her bra. Her eyes are closed and her breathing is even telling me she’s sleeping finally.

And I am given plenty of time to look at Estella, my stepsister, the forbidden and taboo, laid out in my bed in my home. I just wanted time to talk to her, to explore what was between us the night in the club but I got so much more. Soft skin that hasn’t been seen by another, a bare little pussy that’s covered in a sheen of cream, the picture of innocence, and all she’s wearing is that fucking choker with my initial hanging from it.

Now that I have her here, how am I ever going to set her free? How am I going to not take everything and put more than my mark on her? How am I going to keep from knocking her up before my dad and Ava comes back home?

The very idea has me shucking my jeans and knocking her legs apart so I can look at her fully. Such a pretty, tight, unused little pussy…for now.

Chapter Eleven

Estella

My dreams are dirty images of someone older and stronger than me holding me down as he eats me. Only he doesn’t just eat, he devours. It’s like he’s taking part of my soul with every suck, every lick. My body is nothing more than a big feeling nerve. Pulsing and throbbing for more. And so hot! Everything around me is so hot; like I’m being bathed in flames.

The real shock isn’t that I’m having a naughty dream but that the man doing all of this to me is none other than…my stepbrother.

Oh God!

It’s so wrong. It’s so…sexy and drives me to the brink as he runs his hands up my naked body to cup my bare breasts. He squeezes my nipples until my hips dance under his mouth and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to a climax that is going to steal more than just my breath.

“Ren. Ren. Oh.”

“You’re close, aren’t you, baby?”

God, my dream man even sounds like Ren. I’m so bad. Mom would have a heart attack if she found out what was going on inmy head. And how am I ever going to look Ren in the eyes again? How am I going to hide the fact I’ve had a crush on him since I laid eyes on him at our parents’ wedding?

He looked like Prince Charming in his tux and to a girl who had her head in the clouds more than in reality, it was like seeing something magical brought to life. Then I found out he was not for me. He was my new stepbrother. My heart was so bruised but it was crushed when it seemed like he didn’t care for me very much at all. In fact, I’m pretty sure he hates me. But Dream Ren doesn’t hate me. He’s licking me and pushing me to find that amazing feeling that vibrates through my body when I’m about to cum.

“Ren, oh God. I’m going to cum. I’m cumming!”

My eyes snap open as my back arches off the bed and I realize I wasn’t dreaming at all. Ren is between my legs, licking me to orgasm, as I pulse around his tongue. My back hits the bed as my pulse pounds and my heart thuds and Ren still doesn’t move from between my spread legs. I try to close them, but he pushes against my inner thighs to widen them even more.

The first brush of his tongue against my soaking wet pussy has me crying out, trying to scoot back away from the intense feelings.

“What...? Ren, what are you doing?”