Page 3 of Stepbrothers

“You’re gonna come so hard.” He connected his body to her clit and ground hard against her. “You’ll forget which damn planet you’re on.”

“Yes. Yes.” She clutched his shoulders, scraping at his flesh with her nails. “Oh…please.”

It seemed she’d flicked a switch. A sear of determination flattened his mouth, and he rode over her, into her, working every hot spot inside and out.

The headboard banged against the wall, clattering and shaking with each curl of his hips.

Her breaths were hard to catch. Her pulse a jungle drum in her ears. The pressure in her clit was building, it was all she could think of. He was getting it just right, playing with her body, forcing her toward one hell of a release.

Her mind cleared further. Thoughts of the wedding, her asshole boss, and crappy flat all left her mind. There was just the here and now and the big cock pushing her to orgasm.

“Oh…oh…don’t stop…fuck!” It was there, the dazzling climax she’d been hoping for since she’d set eyes on Sean. “Ah…god…yes.” She flung back her head and cried out. Bliss burst from her clit, and her pussy spasmed around his cock.

He stared down at her, breathing hard and with his teeth gritted.

“Yes. Yes.” The relief was heavenly, liquid gold filling her veins. “Oh yes.” A shimmering pleasure spread over her skin. She didn’t hold back, wailing and gasping and letting him know how amazing he’d performed.

Eventually she calmed, the spasms in her pussy easing. “Sean.” She touched his cheek. “But you…?”

“Shut up.” His voice was cracked, his elbows locked. “Don’t move. Not a fucking inch.”

She froze with her hand on his face.

He closed his eyes and clamped his lips together. He hovered over her, a coil about to unspring. An elastic band ready to snap.

After several seconds he blew out a shuddering breath.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Yeah.” He opened his eyes. “I was on the brink then, but I don’t wanna come yet.”

“You don’t?”

“Nah.” Suddenly he released her leg that was now over his shoulder and withdrew. “’Cause that was just your first orgasm, you’ve got more to come.”

“I like the sound of that, oh…”

He’d flipped her over, taken hold of her hips, and hauled her ass into the air. He now stood behind her, and she was sprawled half on and half off the bed.

“Sweet rump you’ve got.” He stroked first her right then her left buttock. His work-worn palms glided over her flesh.

She twitched her ass from side to side. The idea of another orgasm was very appealing, especially from behind, that was always especially good for her. “So do it. Fuck me again.”

Slap.

A resounding smack had landed on her left butt cheek. A heated sting raged over her flesh. “Ouch!”

She shifted forward but barely moved an inch. He had a tight hold of her. “What the…?”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he said, his voice low and gravely. “I’m the one in charge here.”

His dominant tone thrilled her. She wanted him to do whatever he wanted with her. Fuck her fast, slow, deep, everything. “Please…”

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you.”

Slap. Slap. Slap.

The sound of his hand swiping her ass cheeks rang in her ears. The burst of hot pain sang over her skin and seemed to head straight to her pussy and clit.

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