Page 105 of Stepbrother Dearest

Fuck, I wanted to taste him again. To feel his girth stretching my lips and his length pushing down my throat. I broke the kiss and dropped to my knees, dragging his boxers down with me.

His cock sprang free. Fucking hell he was huge. How could something so big feel so good?

I took his base and squeezed.

“Fuck.” He slid a hand through my hair and gently scratched my scalp. Tingles exploded deep inside me. I closed my lips around his tip and gave it a sucking kiss.

“Oh shit.” He gripped my hair tighter but didn’t pull or try to move me. “That’s it, G. Suck me.”

I moaned around him. His taste filled my senses and his hot skin slid over my tongue. I closed my eyes and let my instincts take over, working him with my mouth and hands.

I popped off him, giving my jaw a break, and curled my tongue around his shaft.

“You look so fucking hot down there.” His eyes blazed. “You feel so good. So fucking good.”

Keeping eye contact with him wasn’t as weird as it should have been. There was no cold detachment, no distraction, and no malice in his gaze. The obvious desire lit me up in a way I’d never experienced. Iwantedto please him. To make him feel good and help him get out of his head.

I moved to swallow him again, but he gently cupped my cheek and pulled me away from his cock.

“Don’t want to come yet.”

I stood, hating the goofy smile I felt stretching my lips. Why did knowing I’d gotten him close affect me so much?

“Get naked.”

We stripped off the rest of our clothes and tossed them aside.

“Get on the fucking bed.”

“How do you want me?” I asked.

“On your back. Legs spread.”

Nerves and a little fear skittered up my throat, but I lay on my back with my head on my pillow. He sat between my legs, his ass on his heels and his dick pointed straight up. He ran one hand over my inner thigh. “Hottest ass I’ve ever had.”

The shiver of pride that shot up my spine confused me. I knew I looked good, but Caleb’s admiration meant so much to me.

“You are too.” I cleared my throat and looked up at the ceiling. “Doing that talking thing again, I see.”

“You already know it’s going to happen.” He trailed his fingertips over the line where my thigh met my groin. “Might as well enjoy it.”

“I thought you said you wanted it hard and rough?”

“No, I said I couldn’t stick to the script. I think we both need to get out of our heads right now.”

He wasn’t wrong. I’d spent the last few hours oscillating between hating myself and trying to fight off the looming despair that was threatening to take over. I was a loser and I’d always be a loser. I knew that, but sometimes it got to be too much.

Caleb lay over me and pressed his lips to mine.

His kiss was sweet and soft, gentle, as he rolled his hips. Our cocks dragged together. I wrapped my arms around him and locked my ankles under his ass. Fuck he felt good. His big, powerful body over mine, the way he owned my mouth. Being under him and feeling not just his lust, but also his passion, was amazing. I felt safe and cared for. Like I was more than just someone to fuck.

We rocked together on the bed, gently frotting as we kissed like the world was about to end. Caleb ran his hands over every part of me he could reach. Our hard dicks slid together, our precum slicking the way. I tilted my hips, silently telling him I was ready for more.

He tore his mouth from mine and looked down at me. The tenderness and affection from before was there, as were the heat and desire, but there was something else. Something seeking and a little needy.

“Can you top tonight?”

Shock ran through me. “You want me to?”

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