Page 39 of Hey, Stepbro

Then, he slides his hand further down, between my ass cheeks. He teases my crack, then slowly slips a finger inside me. My whole body as I arch my back, unsure if I want more.

"Stop."

He obeys at once. "Yes, Brock."

I growl as I ram my right hand between his cheeks, then probe my middle finger in his ass. "You really think I'm going to let you pull that shit when I haven't even fucked you yet?"

Blakely blushes. "I..."

"I know what you thought, stepbro. No—not until I've taken you. That's how this works."

Blakely buries his head on my cock. My orgasm builds as he pumps faster and faster, his mouth never leaving my crown. Fire licks my insides, my legs shaking, my toes curling.

When I come, I explode with unrelenting primal strength. Jet after jet of hot cum flies out of my tip, bathing the back of his throat in my spend.

Blakely pulls away, a satisfied flush on his face. He looks at me with admiration and lust in his eyes. I smirk at him, my dick still dripping, still shooting cum.

He laps at the remaining droplets, then massages my balls. I groan, his touch so perfect, something Amanda never managed.

"Come here, stepbro." I tug him onto my chest, then swat his ass.Smack. He screams, his body jolting, his nipples turning into hard peaks.

"Did you spank me?!"

"You bet your tight ass I did."

"That's it." He jumps off the bed and runs around, chuckling at the same time. I chase after him, determined to show him how much pleasure I can give him.

We tease each other and joke until we're both exhausted, then collapse into the bed, cuddling up in each other's arms.

"You're amazing in bed, stepbro," I whisper, stroking his hair.

Blakely smiles, his eyes closed, his body relaxed. He looks so peaceful. He hits me with a pillow, then kisses my injury. "You're pretty amazing yourself." He snuggles closer.

We lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the closeness and the warmth of our bodies. Finally, I break the silence.

"How about we try that again sometime?"

Blakely grins, nodding. "I'd like that."

I lean in and kiss him gently on the forehead. "Me too."

We spend the next hour cozying up beside each other, not talking, only feeling each other's heartbeats.

After some time, I lead Blakely to the bathroom. "Get in the shower with me."

As the hot water flows over our bodies, I take my time soaping him up from head to toe, washing his hair and massaging his scalp. I kiss him in the steamy shower, my hands caressing his body as I do. He sighs contentedly, leaning into my embrace. I take extra care to make sure he feels clean and cared for, knowing he needs it after such an intense experience.

I make sure to get every inch of him clean, taking my time to massage his shoulders and back.

Once he's all washed up, I take a step back and look at him, admiring the beauty of his body. His muscles glisten in the steamy shower as droplets of water drip from his skin.

I move forward to kiss him on the lips, our tongues dancing together in perfect harmony. We stay there for what feels like an eternity before finally breaking away with a sigh of satisfaction.

"That was amazing," Blakely whispers into my ear as he wraps his arms around me from behind.

I smile and turn around to face him, stroking his cheek with my thumb.

Once we're both done, I wrap a towel around him and give him a gentle hug before leading him back to bed.

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