Page 9 of Stepson

“Nope,” he replies, shaking his head. “There’s nothing like feeling my cock stretch open a warm, wet pussy as her body quivers in my arms.”

Fucking hell.

Every hair stands on end as my nipples nearly burst through my satin bra. My mouth has fallen open, and I can’t stop from panting. Is it getting hot in here? Fucking hell.

He leans over toward me as his right hand disappears beneath the table. What the hell is he doing? Oh my God, I can’t. I can’t handle this right now. My pussy throbs so painfully that if I don’t stimulate her soon, I might fucking cry.

Then his warm, callused hand slides up my thigh, and I immediately suck in a breath and hold it. I can’t breathe. I can’t move.

“Or when her skin flushes and pebbles when she’s touched by a real man,” Gabe adds in a deep, rough tone.

Fuck.

I jump up from my spot and nearly knock my chair over in the process, but I need to get the hell out of here. This isn’t going to end well if I don’t get away from him right now.

My legs are wobbly as I make my way to the back door and out onto the patio. I take a few deep breaths of fresh air as I try to compose myself. Every part of my body scolds me for walking away, but I had to. The ache between my legs would be taken care of by my pink vibrating dildo once again, but the rest of my body protests and whines to be touched too.

I move away from the windows so Gabe can’t see my mental breakdown, but as soon as I round the corner, he grabs me. Hisstrong hands grip my hips as he pushes me backward into the shadows of a large bush. And before my brain can comprehend what’s happening, he slams his lips against mine as he holds my hands above my head against the wall.

My body betrays me and takes over. I moan into his mouth before I shove my tongue in, tasting and savoring him. But this isn’t enough for my body. My legs begin to climb him like a tree as they wrap around his hips. He pushes against me as his erection presses into my soaked panties. This only makes me moan louder.

His mouth is exactly how I remember it, and oh how I’ve missed his fucking taste. But it’s when his free hand circles around to my ass when I nearly lose it. He grabs my panties and pulls them to the side before he slides his fingers through my wet folds until he finds my clit.

I scream into his mouth as I try to throw my head back, but he keeps his mouth on mine to keep me quiet. Smart boy. His fingers slowly circle my clit until I’m panting and grinding against him. There’s no way he can’t feel how wet I am for him. I’m probably dripping on his hand right at this very second. This feels so fucking good, but it still isn’t enough. Not even close.

He must be reading my mind because his hand leaves my swollen and throbbing clit as he begins to tug at his swim trunks. Our mouths have yet to break apart, and it’s good because I’d get us caught. The head of his dick presses against my soaked pussy and tames the throbbing for a split second before he sinks deep inside of me. I let out another long moan into his mouth as his groan fills mine.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as Gabe slowly thrusts in and out of me. I finally break the kiss for some air as his thrust becomes deeper and deeper. There’s no way I can stop myself from panting in his ear as he fucks me against the house. He stretches my aching pussy like I’m a virgin, and I immediatelywant to throw all of my vibrators away, using only him. Nothing compares to the real thing. Nothing compares to Gabe.

“You’re so fucking tight, Bentley,” Gabe growls into my neck. “So fucking tight around my cock. You fucking like this, don’t you?”

“Y-yes,” I pant. His dirty talk alone can make me cream in my panties. Add his dirty talk with the real thing, and I’m about to lose it.

He grunts with each inward thrust as my eyes roll into the back of my head again. My pussy grips him tighter as I come within an inch of an orgasm, but his finger against my lips takes me off guard.

“Soak it real good, Bentley,” he demands.

On instinct, I open my mouth and slobber on his fingers as if it’s his dick. Then he pulls away and coats my asshole with it. The new sensation makes me gasp, and I’m on the brink of another impending orgasm. But then he pushes his finger very slowly into my ass and the pressure of both holes being filled is enough to become my undoing.

“Ohmygod!!” I groan loudly as my orgasm crashes through me. Every muscle in my pussy contracts as a flush sweeps across my body.

Gabe matches the rhythm of his thrusting finger with his thrusting cock until my orgasm rides out to its finale. Then he thrusts a few more times and pulls out of me, stroking himself off as he grunts into my neck. His stroking turns me on again as my pussy begs for another round.

“Mrs. Price? Are you okay?”

Holy fuck! I completely forgot we’re not alone! I completely forgot I’m a married woman again. Oh my God, what have I done?!

Chapter seven

Gabe

Bentley shoves against my chest as she straightens her sun dress and combs her fingers through her hair. She looks completely panicked, and all I can do is stand here and grin, shoving my dick back into my pants. I’m not sorry for what just happened, but I can tell by the look on her face she wants me to be.

Sorry, babe, ain’t happening.

“Don’t say a word, and don’t come out for a few minutes. I don’t want them to see us together,” she says quietly.

My grin gets wider, but I listen to what she wants. I don’t want her to get caught, and I definitely want to do it again, so I’ll keep quiet for now.

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