Page 78 of Stepson

“Mmm, you taste so fucking good,” Gabe murmurs against my nipple before he flicks his tongue over it.

I throw my head back and let out a long moan. He can’t keep teasing me like this or I’m going to fucking explode. I need him between my legs before I scream.

He slowly tugs my panties down from my hips, teasing me relentlessly as the cool air brushes against my wet pussy. I step out of them when he drops them to my ankles, but when I do so, he grabs the back of my thighs and guides me onto his lap.

I stare down into his gaze as he continues to lick and tease one nipple at a time, making my hips grind against his rock-hard erection in his briefs. My body shakes as excitement courses through my veins when my pussy rubs against him perfectly. I’m clearly driving him wild too because his grunts reverberate against my nipples while his hands massage my ass cheeks, helping me grind against him.

With one hand, he lifts my ass up and with the other, he pushes his briefs down just far enough to release his cock. It slaps against my pussy as my body jolts in his embrace. The headof his cock perfectly taps my clit, and I nearly cum right here and now.

Gabe groans, grabbing my hips to grind me against him as my pussy coats the backside of his shaft. I’m a panting mess and can feel my pussy begin to swell with the anticipation of him filling me with his massive cock.

He lifts me before he centers me over him as he reaches between us to grab his dick. I hold my breath, knowing what’s to come when he slaps my pussy again and makes me jolt in his arms as my breath rushes out in a moan.

"I fucking love your pussy, and I love fucking you even more."

And then he pulls me down on him. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I sit all the way down, stretching my pussy before I clench around him. He lets out a grunt before he leans forward and nips the top of my shoulder.

I cry out from the slight pain that only heightens my sensations before I ride him up and down. My breasts bounce heavily as I lift and drop, moaning out with each downward thrust. His cock does unspeakable things to me, and I can never get enough of him.

His hands dig into my hips as he helps lift and drop me, and before I know it, I’m climbing to the highest mountain peak before I jump off. I squeeze my eyes shut and bellow out my release as my pussy convulses around his rock-hard shaft.

“Fuck, baby!” Gabe groans out. “Yes, fuck me just like that. Ah!”

I ride him harder and faster, allowing my orgasm to stretch longer than it ever has before. My whimpers fill the room before his grunt overpowers me. I can almost feel his cum shoot deep inside of me as his hands grip my hips even harder. There’ll be bruises there tomorrow, but I don’t mind. I love it when Gabe “marks” me.

“Ah, fuck,” he hisses out before he slows my moving hips. “I fucking love you so much, Bentley.”

My heart nearly bursts wide open at his words as I lean back to stare into his gaze. “I love you back, Gabe.”

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Driving to our next destination in the Jeep makes me nervous. We have no idea who might be watching us, and we’re in a vehicle the police think is stolen. Gabe has proof the Jeep is his, but we can’t trust the cops around here at all. Who has been paid off by Marcus? We can’t be sure.

I don’t want to think about any of that right now and decide to ask Gabe a question we haven’t been able to talk about with everything going on. I just hope he won't be freaked out.

“Do you want children?” I blurt out.

His complexion pales as he looks over at me. “Wh-where did that come from?” He looks down at my stomach before I shake my head.

“It’s not what you’re thinking, I just want to keep my mind busy. We don’t really know much about each other and thought I’d get us talking and thinking about anything else.”

He chuckles, still looking and acting a bit nervous. “I mean, I didn’t exactly plan on being a father. Kids haven’t really been on my radar, Bentley. I’ve been in prison for the past seven years. And besides, what kid wants to have a felon for a father?”

I scowl. “Don’t say that, Gabe. Any kid would be lucky to have you as their father. It isn’t your fault you went to prison and became a felon. You did nothing wrong.”

His eyes turn stone as he looks back over at me, gripping the steering wheel. My heart drops into my stomach, and I instantly wonder what I’ve said to upset him.

“I wouldn’t say I did nothing wrong. I wasn’t a good person back then, Bentley. If my father didn’t put me in prison, it was only a matter of time before I ended up there myself.”

The thought upsets me. He clearly doesn’t think very much of himself, but I don’t know how to make him see his worth. I get that he was a drug dealer and did less than honorable things, but that doesn’t mean he would have ended up as a felon. It breaks my heart to know he feels so negatively about himself. Gabe’s a good man, and I want him to see how great he is from my eyes. He’s perfect just the way he is, and I’d give anything to start a family with him. I can picture little Gabe’s running around and it makes my insides warm and fuzzy.

“That looks like a nice place to stay,” Gabe states to change the subject.

My gaze follows his to a motel off the beaten path. It isn’t as nice as the last one, but it’s definitely the kind of place someone would stay to hide out. I’ll let him change the subject for now, but we’ll come back to it when this is all over.

Gabe gets us a room for the night and our room is on the backside of the motel which only makes me feel better. The Jeep will be out of sight from anyone driving by, and I feel safer here than I did at the last place, even if this room is nastier than the last.

“I’m sorry you have to stay in conditions like this,” Gabe says as shame crosses his features.

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