Attracted by My Stepbully

Chapter14

Cole

"I'm going to fuck you now," I tell her, and her cheeks flush even redder. "Okay," she breathes.

I push into her hole. It's tight, and she gasps and seizes up, forcing me to stop. It's hard to hold back, but I do, and I wait for her to relax before pushing in deeper.

She's tighter than anyone I've ever been with, and the sensation is

excruciatingly pleasurable. I keep pushing, even though she's whimpering. I push slowly against the resistance of her muscles, at the absolute limit of my patience.

She sucks the air through her teeth as I start grinding into her, and I know I should be taking it more slowly, but I can't-I fucking can't.

"Jesus, you feel so good, Hailey," I breathe. I grab her hair and start kissing her forehead and her temple as I fuck her.

She's so tight, and so wet, I know I can let myself go at any minute, but I also don't want this moment to end. I don't know what things will be like between us when it's over. I want to be inside her for hours, I don't want it to stop.

"Kiss me," she murmurs, and I hesitate. If I kiss her mouth it will be too much.

It's too strange, and too intimate. This is Hailey. And even though that doesn't

make any sense at all because I'm currently balls-deep inside of her, I just don't

think I can kiss her. It feels too romantic, and that's the real line I'm not willing to cross.

So, predictably, I say something cruel instead. "No," I tell her. "Kissing is for girlfriends. This is just fucking. I just want your tight hole."

"Cole!" she says, stricken. "That's mean."

"Is it " I grind into her, pushing hard until she grunts. "It's you who wanted it. Now you're not a virgin anymore."

"Don't be a jerk!" she complains,but I reach my hand down to her clit and start rubbing it with my thumb and her already-tight pussy clenches in response. I

chuckle.

"You fucking love this, don't you " I murmur. Her pussy is getting tighter and tighter around me as I rub her clit, and I realize she's about to come. My skin

tingles, my balls ache, and my vision tunnels. I can feel it building up inside of me, something huge, and when she comes, her pussy pulsing powerfully against my

shaft, I think my eyes rollback in my head.

"Oh fuck, you're going to make me come, Hailey. Oh fuck, here it comes. Here it fucking comes." I pin her down to the bed as I blow my load into her, taking air in long, shuddering gasps until the wave crests, and then fall down on top of her,

my cock pulsing and jerking inside of her with the last spurts of my cum.

Holy. Fuck.

I bury my nose in the crook of Hailey's neck and breathe in her smell.

I just fucking came inside my stepsister.

We lie there for a minute while I catch my breath and then Hailey speaks.

"You came inside." She sounds accusing.

"You need to get on the birth control pill," I tell her.

"I am on the birth control pill," she says, pushing my shoulder to roll me off of her. "But you didn't even know that. What were you thinking "

She gets up off the bed and picks up her pyjamas offthe floor, angrily re- dressing.

"I wasn't thinking," I answer.

"That's fucked up."

"What the fuck are you so pissed about " I ask her, rolling onto my back and draping a forearm over my face. "You came twice. I think you enjoyed yourself." I don't want to deal with this right now.

"It's not about that. Jesus, Cole. That's so fucking irresponsible."

"Mm." I let my eyes flutter close, feigning disinterest. "I think we're going to have to do that again sometime. Your tight little pussy was so fucking good."

"Never again! You're a fucking asshole."

I flick my eyes over sideways without moving my head. "We'll see."

"Fuck you!"

She marches into the bathroom and slams the door shut behind her, and I smile to myself, rolling onto my side and taking a deep inhale of the pillow.

It smells like her.

Hailey

I DO NOT want to talk about Cole with Sasha. So when she asks how my 'bullies- to-lovers story at home' is going, I lie.

"Oh, it's actually fine," I say with an unconvincing laugh. "Cole's been nicer lately."

Cole has been anything but nice, I think bitterly, but I can't bring myself to tell Sasha what happened.

She gives me a skeptical look. Sasha knows everything about Cole, everything he's ever said to me, all the ways he's ever annoyed me, and despite my protests

she somehow seems to know about my secret crush on him as well. Her look

makes me uncomfortable, like she can tell what's going on, and I pick up the front half of my torn book and say, "Okay, let's do our intro," to try to change the topic.

It's our fifteenth episode and it's a big milestone for us. A few months ago, we weren't even sure we had the commitment to see this project through. Now we

have followers, subscribers, and fans. It's something so special to me, and I look forward to recording our podcast every week.

Sasha nods and clears her throat, leaning over her microphone. "Hey smut fans, I'm Sasha ."

" . and I'm Hailey ."