Page 13 of Stepson

The sounds of Maggie’s radio echoes from the pantry room as I round the island toward Bentley.

“She still listens to that old radio, huh?” I ask.

Memories from when I was a teen come to mind. Maggie listened to that old radio every time she prepped meals for the day. She never left it on when she left the room, and would listen while she worked. I had a system down to keep from getting caught with girls back in the day. As long as the radio played, Maggie wouldn’t come out and catch me. But when it shuts off? The fun was over.

Bentley throws me a small smile.

“Yeah, she just went back there.” Bentley’s hands start to shake as the knife clatters on the cutting board until she sets it down and takes a deep breath.

Do I affect her this much? Me too, babe. Me too.

I slowly walk the rest of the way around the island, stepping right up behind her. Her sweet scent fills my nose as her body stiffens. I’m inches from her backside, and can’t help myself.

Stepping dangerously close, I rest my hands on the island, trapping her with my body. She doesn’t move a muscle when her breaths pick up nervously. My grin widens again as I feel my body awaken to its desire for her.

“Do I make you nervous, Bentley?” I rasp against her long silky locks.

Fuck, she smells good.

My dick grows two sizes larger when she lets out a small whimper. There’s no way I’m going to be able to keep my hands to myself. And I don’t.

Bringing one hand up, I slowly cascade across her stomach and up between her cleavage.

She isn’t wearing a bra. Fuck me.

Her breath hitches in her throat as I feel her chest stop moving. She likes this. Game on, babe.

Very slowly, I cup her breast and skim my thumb over her hard nipple. Her body shakes which makes my dick grow to its full erection. I fucking throb for her, feeling my balls tighten with anticipation as I picture her wet cunt squeezing me like a vice.

I watch over her shoulder as her fingers grip the edge of the cutting board. She isn’t stopping me and that only pushes me to keep going.

My thumb skims over her nipple again as she lets out a small moan, then I move to her other nipple. Her body jolts before she pushes her hips into me, pressing against my raging boner. I let out a small groan as I push back into her sweet, plump ass, grinding my cock against her.

I can’t see her face, but because she isn’t stopping me, I keep going. My hand leaves her breasts, needing to feel them bare as I slide my hand into the top of her dress, skimming over her soft skin. Her body shakes again when my hand slides over the top of her globe, straight for her nipple.

When I lightly pinch it, her body reacts just how I want it to. She pushes harder against my dick as her head falls back against my shoulder, letting out small pants as I tease her nipple with my flicking finger.

Fuck, my dick is painfully hard.

Then she does something I didn’t think she had the nerves to do just yet. She reaches behind her and slides her hand inside the top of my jeans and briefs. My stomach flinches as my mouth falls open, impatiently waiting for her soft hand to wrap around my girth.

And then she grabs me, slowly stroking her hand as I cruse beneath my breath.

“Fucking hell, Bentley. Don’t do this if you don’t plan on letting me finish.”

She lets out a small moan, stroking harder. My fingers pinch her nipple tighter as my hips move with the rhythm of her strokes.

“Touch me,” she whispers.

Oh, don’t mind if I fucking do.

With my free hand, I hike up the bottom of her dress and find she isn’t wearing any panties either. She’s going to fucking kill me if she keeps walking around the house naked beneath her dresses.

My fingers slide through her wet lips as she lets out another moan, stroking my dick even faster.

She’s so fucking wet for me, making it easy for me to slip a finger inside her tight cunt. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers as I growl into her neck, pinching her other nipple.

“Mmm, so fucking wet. Do you like this?” I rasp out.

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