Page 107 of Stepbrother Dearest

He chuckled softly. “And what are you going to do about it?”

I lay on my stomach and slipped my hands under his ass to angle his hips up.

“Shit,” he breathed.

Slowly, I pressed the flat of my tongue against his hole and licked it. It felt different, and that sense of intimacy was there, but it wasn’t bad. Not at all. I did it again.

Caleb jerked and let out a hot-as-hell grunt.

“Feel good?” I asked.

“Yeah. Really good.”

Wanting more of those sexy sounds, I pressed my tongue to him again. He didn’t disappoint, and soon he was writhing under me, groaning feverishly as he clutched my hair.

“Too much,” he panted and tugged my head up. “Holy fucking hell, G. You killed me.” He lay on the bed in a boneless puddle, his legs flopped out to the side and a dazed smile on his lips.

“That’s what I like to hear.” I scooped up the lube. “Ready for my fingers?”

“Let me suck you first.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Wanna taste you.”

I tossed the lube aside and straddled his chest. “Lift your head.”

He did, and I slid a second pillow under him. Bracing myself with one hand on the headboard, I leaned over him and slid my cock over his waiting tongue. He closed his lips around my cockhead and sucked hard.

“Holy shit.” I reached for his face, grazing the stubble as he worked my cock in and out of his tight mouth. I looked down. The intensity in his eyes and the way he stared up at me was erotic as fuck.

All too soon my thighs tensed and my lower back began to tingle. I didn’t want it to end, but I was too close.

I gently tugged my dick out of his mouth. “Fucking hell you’re good at that.”

I shifted down his body and grabbed the lube to slick up my fingers. When they were ready, he hooked his hand around the back of my neck and yanked me down.

The ferocity of the kiss and the desperate way he clung to me enflamed my desire. I kissed him back with everything I had and trailed slippery fingers over his softened hole. He was having none of my teasing and pushed back.

I prepped him with one, then two fingers, barely able to focus as he ravaged my mouth with those hungry, drugging kisses.

“Want three?” I panted against his lips.

“No, want to feel it tonight.” He hitched his leg over my hip and ground our dicks together. “Need you now.”

“How do you want it?”

“From behind, spooning.”

He rolled onto his side and I lay behind him.

I tore the condom package open and suited up, making sure to use more lube than was necessary. When I was prepped, I curled around his back and wrapped my arm around his chest. We were close to the same size, and he fit perfectly against me.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

I gripped my shaft and positioned myself at his hole. “Breathe in and I’ll go slow. Push back if you need to.”

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