Page 76 of Stepbrother Dearest

His perfect ass bounced and jiggled as I drove into him. He kept shifting, trying to tilt his ass up. I moved closer and made sure every thrust nailed his spot.

“Is that what you want?” I rasped.

“Fuck yes!” He pressed his face into the comforter. “Fuck, Caleb. You feel so fucking good.”

Hearing my name in that lust-drenched tone sent my already-precarious control teetering over the edge. “You want me to fuck this pretty hole until you can’t walk straight?”

“Yes!”

“You want me to wreck you?”

“Please. Fuckingplease.”

“Jesus,” I snarled and let go of his arms. “Back up on your hands and knees.”

He whined as I pulled out, but scrambled to obey. This time, I shoved into him hard and fast.

“Can you come handsfree?” I gripped one of his shoulders and held still, my cock as deep inside him as it could go.

“No.”

“Get yourself there while I fuck you. I’m not going to stop until you come.”

“Oh fuck.” He reached under his body.

“That’s it.” I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in.

“Yes!”

A loud drone filled my ears and my vision tunneled until all I could see was Graham under me. I was being too rough, I knew that, but I couldn’t stop.

He didn’t seem to be in any distress. His arm moved frantically as he jerked and his channel gripped my length as he pushed back on me.

“That’s it. Take it. Take it all.”

The echo of slapping skin was loud, as were our cries and moans.

“Fuck, G. You feel so fucking good. Taking all of me like you were made for it.”

He sobbed out a cry.

“So fucking perfect. The best I’ve ever had.”

I wasn’t even aware of what I was saying as my entire being focused in on making Graham come so I could finally let go.

The scream he let out was ragged and strangled but still filled with bliss. His ass pulsed and gripped me, and his beautiful back rippled.

“You’re gonna make me come so hard.” I shoved my fingers into his hair and held him in place. “Come, G. Come on my cock and let me feel it.”

“Fuck!”

His orgasm was hard and ferociously hot. He shook and tensed, then went boneless, all the while babbling about how good I felt and how much he loved my cock.

I lay over him and pressed my chest to his back. “You ready for it?” I demanded, snarling like an animal in his ear.

“Yes.” He reached back and palmed my flexing ass as I thrust harder. “Give it to me.”

That was my undoing. I let go and pounded into him. He kept encouraging me, his head back as he pressed his cheek against mine, like he needed more contact.

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