Page 82 of Stepbrothers

“Yes, obey.” His voice was a low murmur as he ran his hand down the column of her neck to her sternum. His fingers dipped into her gown and cupped her right breast.

A small sigh juddered from her. His caress sweet and gentle. “I don’t know how good I am at obeying or even if I want to.”

“You’re learning.” He flicked over her nipple and studied her face, seeming to be searching for her reaction to his touch. “And you’ll see that you do want to. Obeying is not about breaking your spirit, or taking away free will, it’s about setting you free, so you can soar.”

“Rules don’t feel like freedom.”

“Rules are boundaries, we all live within boundaries, they are the lines we know we’re safe within. Stepping out of them is either foolhardy, dangerous, or self-destructive.”

“I don’t want to self-destruct.” She was thoughtful. “Looking back, perhaps I have been doing that.”

“I’m glad you’ve seen that. But you won’t anymore. We won’t let you. I promise.”

“Parker,” she said breathily. “We will never be able to tell anyone about us. Not now our parents are married.”

“Just like we will never tell anyone we both like to fuck you at the same time.” He switched to her other breast, causing her gown to gape and cooler air to rush to her now hot skin. “Or that we spank you to keep you in line. Why should we tell anyone? It’s our business. We’re consenting adults. We do it in private.”

“I didn’t consent to the spanking Hugh just gave me. My ass hurts like a bitch.”

He was quiet, tweaking her left nipple and rolling it between his thumb and finger.

She shivered. Desire shot through her body like electrical stimuli. Her buttocks tingled where they pressed onto his lap.

“You have consented to be with us, right?” he asked, his lips hovering near hers now. “As our woman.”

“Yes. I want to be with you. Like that. As your woman.”

“And you know who and what we are. That we have high standards and demand absolute satisfaction.”

“Yes, I know that about you.” Her pussy quivered, just hearing him murmur the words absolute satisfaction. “I like that about you.”

“Good.” His touch slipped lower, parting her gown and exposing her small triangle of pubic hair. He licked his bottom lip and fluffed his fingers through the pale-brown strands.

Her belly tensed, and her heart rate picked up. “Parker, we can’t…Hugh, not while he’s…I’m so worried about him.”

“Hugh would thoroughly approve of me distracting you from worry. What good can it do?” He gently tugged her pubic hair.

She moaned and squeezed her thighs together, enjoying the slight sting. “I suppose you’re right.”

“I know I am.” He kissed her. “Tell me, have you ever shaved this off?”

“My pubes?”

“Yeah.”

“No, why would I?”

“Some girls do.”

“I’m a woman, Parker, and women have hair down there. I’m not a little girl, even though Hugh calls me that.”

“A pet name, that’s all.” He nudged her thighs apart with his knuckles. “We know you’re all woman, have known it from the first moment we saw you. Hot-blooded and passionate with a defiant, rebellious streak that is proving quite the challenge to tame.”

“I don’t know how much of a challenge I am. I think I’m bending to your will quite easily and…oh…Parker.”

He’d set his fingers over her clit and was rubbing just how she liked it.

“I want you to come,” he murmured. “Like this. No penetration, just my fingers on your clit. Can you do that?”

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