Page 57 of Puck My Stepbrother
“I said on your knees! Now!”
I dropped to both knees as fast as I humanly could. Then I took his cock into my mouth, nearly gagging on it like I had the first time, but I wanted to show him I’d improved.
I tried working his cock with my hand like he’d done to mine, but I couldn’t wrap my fingers the entire way around his meat. That didn’t stop him from groaning here and there. I knew he could feel it, but I wanted him to experience the same insane pleasure he’d brought me.
I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock before dipping it back into my mouth and tickling the underside of his balls.
“Fuck, yeah,” he said. “That’s it. Keep doing that. Uh-huh. That’s a good boy.”
Hearing those words didn’t just turn me on, it made me feel good. It gave me a sense of accomplishment, in a weird way.
Then he grabbed my head with both hands and face-fucked me hard. Reaching around his waist, I cupped his ass and helped him thrust. Not that he needed it. I wanted to show him I could handle all he could give me without gagging. Part of me actually thought I could make him come by using my mouth. I would’ve been proud of myself had I pulled it off.
Levi withdrew from my mouth suddenly and pulled me back to my feet, as if switching gears on instinct. He kissed me deeply, now using his tongue sloppily, before breaking away from the kiss again. He spun me around, cleared the whole kitchen table in one swipe of his arm, and bent me over it.
I knew what was going to happen. With no lube handy in the kitchen, I knew Levi wouldn’t run upstairs for some, not if it meant interrupting the moment.
I heard him spit into his hand before feeling his finger slowly enter my ass. My breathing quickened because it reminded me so much of our first time. I couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside me again. From the corner of my eye, I saw Levi position himself behind me. He parted my legs and then spread my ass cheeks. And then a pause. A moment later, I felt his enormous cock penetrate my hole.
I bowed my head, squeezed my eyes shut, and gritted my teeth. Like before, I sensed some pain and discomfort at the very beginning, but only felt pleasure once he was completely inside me.
Levi pushed back and forth, picking up steam in no time. I worked my ass into the rhythm with him. My stepbrother-to-be grabbed my shoulders and rammed his cock into my ass as hard and fast as he could. I cried out with pleasure, but I wanted to show him what I was made of. So I backed into his cock as he thrust, listening to the sound of skin slapping against skin echo throughout the room.
“You like that, huh?” he asked.
“More!”
“I don’t think you can take it, bro.”
“Yes, I can. Fuck me harder!”
So Levi fucked me as hard and fast as he could, his hands practically glued to my hips. I had to show my old bully that I could take everything he dished out…and a hell of a lot more.
I wanted him to know that Quinn Standish would always pose a challenge.
And then he pulled out of me and turned me over. I stared up at the lights hanging above the kitchen table as he draped my legs over his shoulders and entered me again. Thank God I could see his gorgeous face now. This time, I lifted my head and sat up a little. Then I threw my arms around Levi’s neck, allowing him the best position to fuck me hard and deep.
Only then did Levi’s breathing quicken. The athlete in him had a ton of stamina and would always be able to go the distance. I watched his pecs tense, knowing I could watch that sight forever. When his face reddened, I knew he was fucking me as fiercely as he could. Only when Levi trembled did I understand that he was about to climax. He delivered another flurry of hard, fast thrusts before exploding inside me.
He withdrew from my hole, crouched down beside me, and took my cock into his mouth. He used his hand like before, but only needed a few quick strokes up and down my shaft to make me explode.
I cried out from the orgasm as Levi kept me in his mouth and swallowed.
I wanted to lie on the kitchen table for as long as possible, soaking up the moment. No, I wanted Levi to scoop me into his arms and carry me upstairs to bed. When I looked up at his smiling, satisfied face, I wondered how I’d ever run from him.
“Get up,” he said.
“Why can’t we just stay here?”
“Just shut up and do what I told you. Someone’s gonna be home any minute.”
And then I heard the faint sound of a key entering the lock of the front door.
“Oh shit!” We said it practically in unison. Then we scooped up our clothes and dashed into the dining room. We practically tripped over ourselves as we stepped into our jeans. With our shirts pulled on, we did our best to smooth the wrinkles out of our clothes. As my dad and Levi’s mom shuffled into the kitchen, we sneaked upstairs.
Sure, they didn’t see our wrinkled clothes or flushed faces, but I was sure they’d wonder why the placemats and salt and pepper shakers were scattered all over the floor.
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