Page 13 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
“Make love to me, Asher,” I murmured, then leaned forward to kiss his neck.
His grip on my hips tightened even more, and my tongue darted out to taste him.
“Your wish is my…” he paused as I continued to kiss his neck. “I can't think of how the rest of the saying goes, but you know what I mean.”
I giggled and ran my fingers through his silky hair as my lips traveled up and down his neck.
He is so adorable.
Asher's fingers trailed down the front of my silky dress and cupped my warm center.
“Oh, Asher,” I moaned and thrust my hips forward, grinding myself against his hand.
“I never thought I'd see you like this,” Asher murmured as his thumb found my clit. “Your gorgeous, long hair is so sexy when it's disheveled.” His hand that wasn't stroking my clit ran through my hair. “Your blue eyes are full of desire for your stepbrother, you naughty girl.” He let out a low chuckle, and his hand trailed down the side of my face near my eyes. “You're driving me crazy when you bite your plump bottom lip.” His thumb pulled on my bottom lip, causing me to stop biting down on it. “And your pretty nipples are bursting out of the top of your dress.” His hand whispered across the top of my breasts, his thumb brushing against both of my nipples.
All I could do was moan as I ground myself against his skilled hand.
“I need to make love to you soon or I'm going to go crazy with this need building inside of me. I'm going to make you feel so good, baby,” he muttered and pressed a frantic kiss to my lips.
My heart melted when he called me baby.
“Can I finger your pretty pussy?” my stepbrother whispered in my ear and bit the bottom of my earlobe.
“Yes!” I moaned out and jumped to my feet.
At the loss of contact, my body was already protesting at the loss of his warmth. But I needed to get this damn dress off and feel his skinagainst mine. I reached behind me and struggled to unzip the back of my dress.
Asher motioned for me to turn around.
It took him three attempts to unzip me—it was like the key card all over again—but he finally managed it.
I shoved the dress off, stumbling slightly when it was around my ankles, but I caught myself by placing my hands on Asher's thighs.
“Oh…Ivy,” he muttered. “You're absolutely gorgeous.”
His words made me stand in front of him with my head held high. His eyes took in my breasts and hard nipples.
“I can't wait to play with that pretty pussy,” he said.
I bit my lip so I wouldn't groan aloud.
I stepped out of my dress, revealing my legs and my toenails I had painted white for tonight.
“Do you wanna know what the sexiest thing about you is?” Asher murmured.
My body flushed, but I nodded.
“It's your newfound confidence,” he answered. “Every other time we've been together, you were shy and unsure of yourself. But tonight you're standing in front of me fully naked with a coy grin on your face. That's sexy as hell, Ivy.”
My smile widened further.
“You weren't wearing any underwear tonight, you naughty girl,” he said.
An embarrassed blush spread across my cheeks, but I maintained my confident posture.
“No, I wasn't,” I said.
“Come here,” he ordered, and crooked one finger at me.
