Page 106 of Stepbrothers

“Is that what you want?” Trig asked in a sexy, husky voice. “To fuck?”

Clarice didn’t answer.

“’Cause it’s damn well what I want.” His mouth covered hers, an urgent, frantic, and passionate kiss.

She clung to him as his tongue found hers and began a wild dance. His taste, his touch, it reminded her of every moment she’d spent in bed with him, hot and turned on and claiming orgasm after orgasm.

“We need to get out of here,” he said against her lips.

“We do?”

“Yeah, we need some privacy otherwise we’re gonna get arrested.”

“Arrested?”

“My plans for you are not for public viewing.” He ground against her. His cock was solid.

She trembled. Need gripping her. “Okay, let’s go.”

With his big hand curled around hers, he started toward the main road. He walked a bit stiffly, and she didn’t envy his situation in his jeans.

Soon they were at King’s Cross taxi rank, which was thankfully full of shiny black Hackney carriages. Trig opened the door of the first one, and after Clarice had climbed in, he sat a little gingerly next to her. He gave the address of the apartment.

“Parker went to the office today?” he asked.

“Yes, and Hugh is on a training course of some sort.”

“Good.” He tucked his face into the crook of her neck and licked her hot skin before spreading kisses over her ear.

She closed her eyes, dropping her head back. Her pussy was wet, and she was beyond turned on.

But a nagging feeling hung like a lead weight.

“You don’t want them there?” she asked, curling her hand around his wide upper arm.

“No, not right now.”

“Why? Because they’ll be mad? Mad about us and what we want to do?”

He looked into her eyes. “No, they won’t be mad.”

“How do you know? I’ve seen Parker be possessive.”

“Anyone other than me, then yeah, they’d be ripping heads off. But I’m their brother, their older brother, what’s theirs is mine.”

“And vice versa?”

He hesitated, then, “Absolutely.”

“Shouldn’t we tell them first? Before we…”

“I can’t fucking wait for that.” He kissed her, then spoke against her lips. “Besides, I found you first, which technically makes you mine and I’m letting them share.”

Once again, his lips pressed against hers, and his hand slid up her inner thigh, his fingers stroking the gusset of her panties.

She whimpered and squeezed her legs together, acutely aware of the cab driver behind his glass screen.

“You’re gonna come so hard,” he murmured. “When I get my cock in you, you’re going to be screaming my name and then begging for more. And I’m gonna give it.” He paused and stroked between her legs again. “I’m so hard for you I could come in my damn pants but I’m gonna wait, wait until I can sink into your sweet, tight cunt and make us come together.”

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