Page 23 of Stepbrothered by the Mountain Man

“Are our ages the reason you never confessed to me earlier?”

“One of them, yes,” I say honestly. “But it pales in comparison to the biggest elephant in the room.”

Step-siblings.

The word hangs in the air, silently unspoken.

I bend down to kiss her deeply, massaging her tongue with mine and erasing any doubt about who I am in her life. I’m not her stepbrother. I’m just her man. When I pull away, it seems to have worked because she follows me as I sit up, sucking on my bottom lip with a moan and clawing at my shoulders.

Grabbing her waist, I pull her to her knees so her breasts are at my eye level. I’d been dreaming for years about what they’d feel like, taste like. I won’t waste another minute.

I take a peak in my mouth and suck, swirling my tongue around her nipple and her rolling the other between my fingers. Her eyes flutter close, her hands working into my hair and holding me tight against her as I alternate to the other nipple. Not even a minute in and her knees give out as she melts into me.

She’s so damn responsive, so fucking beautiful.

When I release her nipple to pull at her panties, she eagerly helps me kick them off before reaching for the waistband of my jeans again. A frustrated moan leaves her lips as I grab her wrist and halt her motions.

“Not so fast, angel,” I say, pushing her against the pillows and sliding a hand beneath each of her knees. “You closed your legs so fast I couldn’t see your sweet little pussy.”

Her breath hitches, that pretty blush intensifying as I open her bent legs, spreading them wide to see what I’d been fantasizing about for years. Nothing ever compares to the real thing and her glistening, pink slit with her swollen clit is no exception.

“Gorgeous,” I breathe. “You’re absolutely perfect, My.”

She squirms beneath my gaze and I sink my fingers into her fleshy thighs to keep her from closing them.

“I want to see you too,” she whispers.

I know I’m being a selfish bastard but I don’t care. I have to get my mouth on her. Now. “And you will. But let me taste you and make you feel good first.”

“I want to make you feel good, too.” Her voice is so sweet and pleading I nearly crack.

“Letting me taste you will make me feel good,” I say, crawling to the center of the bed beside her.

“Then I can taste you?”

I didn’t think I could last long if she did, but I wouldn’t deny my angel anything. “You can put your mouth anywhere on my body you wish.”

I lay on my back, my head resting directly beside her hip.

“What are you—” Maya begins, but her question is quickly cut short when I grab her other hip and roll her over, planting her straight on my face.

“Levi, what—” she whimpers, her voice thick and heady. Her hands fist into my hair for leverage, but the pulling only turns me on more.

My tongue on her clit is her answer. I suck on her nub like a damn lollipop before releasing it, loving the scent of her, the feel of her, her thick thighs pressed against either side of my face, her slit spread against my mouth.

“Hold onto the headboard and ride me,” I say, between licks. She’s so fucking wet, her slick is dripping out onto my chin, warm and musky.

“I’ll smother you,” she protests.

The perfect way to die.

“I-I can’t,” she moans, her thighs trembling.

I swat her plump ass, once, twice, three times until she follows my instructions on a weak whimper. Once she does and she picks up a good tempo it isn’t long before she’s trying to dismount me, her legs spasming out of control.

“Levi,” she cries. “Li! Please!”

But I won’t let her go, sinking my fingers into her ass and dipping my tongue straight into her pussy, fucking her with it. When her legs give out, I take control, moving her up and down and forcing her to continue the ride as she screams and creams on my tongue.

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