Page 16 of Stepson

He lets out a small growl as his hands tighten their grip on the chair arms. He can touch me if he wants to. Actually, Idowant him to.

I release his dick from my mouth, continuing to stroke him as I stare into his gaze.

“Show me how you like it,” I whisper.

His eyes turn dark as he pulls my hair back and grips it tight, guiding my mouth back over him. He grabs the base of his dick as I pull my hand back, waiting for him to fuck my mouth how we wants and needs to.

“I like it rough. Can you handle it?”

I’m not entirely sure how rough, but I nod anyway, needing him back in my mouth.

He lets out another growl as he guides the tip of his dick across my bottom lip. My lips part and my mouth makes an “O” right before he shoves back in. I don’t know how, but this is far sexier than how I was doing it myself.

His dick rams into the back of my throat as the sloshing sounds echo around us. His grip on my hair tightens as he holds my head still, thrusting his hips upward to fuck my mouth.

This is so erotic and it makes my entire body quiver with anticipation for his earlier promise. I want him to make me scream. I want him to take complete control over my body. After 7pm comes, the house is all ours.

“Hello?” A female voice echoes into the room after a light knock.

Gabe stops thrusting but keeps my mouth on his dick. Every hair on the back of my neck stands up on end as I freeze, begging the universe I won’t get caught on my knees with his dick in my mouth.

“Y-yeah, what’s up?” He croaks out before he starts bobbing my head up and down on him very slowly.

“I’m sorry to bother you, sir, but I can’t seem to find Mrs. Price. There’s a package that needs to be signed for.”

Gabe continues to control my head, sinking his dick deep into the back of my throat.

“Fuuuuck,” he draws out before clearing his throat. “Um, just—just sign for it. I don’t know where she is.” Then he pulls me from his dick as I inhale a deep breath, trying not to be heard.

My heart races as I stare at his glistening cock from my spit, wishing the woman interrupting us would fuck off already.

“I’m afraid I can’t sign for this one, sir,” her voice shakes as she speaks.

Gabe looks down at me with a sexy smirk on his lips before he rubs his thumb across my bottom lip. Then he parts my lips, guides my mouth back to him, and sinks in once again.

“Jesus, fuck,” he hisses. “M-Maggie. Have Maggie sign for it.” He’s breathless and clearly trying to hold it together.

I suck him hard as I bring my hand up and cup his balls.

“I can’t find Maggie either, sir.”

I squeeze his balls tighter and clamp my lips, and just like that, he comes undone. His cum shoots into the back of my throat as he growls, keeping my head still as he finishes.

“Fuck!”

Gabe pulls my mouth from his dick as I grin from ear to ear, wiping my jaw off as I sit back. He pulls his briefs and jeans back up, trying to hide his weakening erection as he stands up and storms from behind the desk.

“I’m sorry, sir,” the woman trembles out as Gabe’s heavy, irritated footsteps leave the room.

Once it’s silent, I crawl out from beneath the desk with a grin and sneak out of the office before I run upstairs to my room. Theone thing I couldn’t stop thinking about today just happened, and I can’t wait to see where else my dreams will take me.

Chapter eleven

Gabe

Icould gouge this prick’s eyes out for interrupting Bentley’s sweet mouth on my dick. She finally steps out of her shell and takes control, reminding me of who she was when I first met her. Then this fucker in a brown uniform with a stupid hat on ruins it. He’s just lucky he has the box I’ve been waiting for. I had an old roommate hold onto this stuff until I was out of prison and asked him to ship it the moment I got out.

He gets his precious signature before turning and leaving. I stare down at the box in my hands and can’t wait to reminisce. There are some good memories in this box. If Bentley is lucky, I'll share them with her someday soon.

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