Claimed by My Stepbrother

Chapter 8

Instead, I'm inserting my second finger into her hole, and she screams loudly in response.

I gently bite her nipple with my teeth, letting her enjoy this explosion as long as she needs to, stroking her hole with my fingers.

When her body begins to relax in my arms, and she starts to melt, I slowly pull my fingers out, putting my arms around her and pressing her tender body to mine, arranging her head on my shoulder until her breathing recovers.

For two minutes or maybe more, she just lies in my arms, completely relaxed, and I brush my fingers up and down her back as if calming her down.

"I can't believe what just happened," she whispers, hiding her face in my neck.

"What just happened was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life," I say, taking her chin between my fingers and moving her to face me. "So don't ever try to underestimate it or be embarrassed about it, do you understand?"

I look into her deep-blue eyes, which are now shining with pleasure instead of the pain she felt some time ago, and I swear I can see her feelings in them. She wants to believe me but still fights with herself that these feelings of mine might be fake.

But they're not, baby... I want to whisper but stay silent. These feelings are real; you have no idea how much I love you...

"Are you ready for round two?" I ask with a slight smile, and her big blue eyes widen in surprise.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I forgot..." She pulls away from me a little. What is she talking about?

"Now I need to make you come, too." She lowers her gaze, and one of her hands goes down until she reaches my dick and starts gently, painfully slowly, stroking her hand up and down over my pants.

It doesn't matter how much I wanted her to touch me through all of these months; I gently push her hand away.

"Not this time, baby," I say, and she looks up at me again, this time even more surprised. "This night is all about you."

I lean to kiss her, but she protests. "But what about you? Don't you want...me?"

I chuckle at how ridiculous that sounds. I am more aroused now than I've ever been. I want to stick my dick into her hole so much that I almost can't breathe.

But I can't, not today.

"You're upset, baby," I explain, pushing her hair away from her face, exposing it for me. "I’m not going to take advantage of your situation to please myself."

"But you're still...hard," she continues to protest, looking down at my cock, which is trying to get free from my pants.

"Sometimes a man has to sacrifice his own desires to make a woman happy," I say, stroking her belly with my thumb.

She keeps quiet, and I can see clearly that something bothers her. Does she still think that I cannot possibly be attracted to her?

"Isn't it explained in your novels?" I ask, and she looks up at me again. "How do you..." she begins, her eyes enormous with fear.

"I have a key, remember?" I smile slyly in response. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, baby. You have no idea how many times I've imagined you reading them and touching yourself."

"You did?" she asks, surprised, her big blue eyes sparkling with interest.

"You bet I did." I nod, smiling in delight, enjoying her increasing arousal from those words, "and you need to know that I was touching myself every single time I heard your moaning. Each time I imagined that it was my hand touching you, and you moaned because of me."

Sky

I imagined that it was my hand touching you, and you moaned because of me... Did he really just say that? Or is this only a part of my imagination?

I probably fell asleep while reading one of my books, and now I'm dreaming about Zac touching me.

He takes off my blouse over my head and throws it away on the padded stool next to the bed, leaving me in lingerie and a skirt.

He puts his palms on my belly, stroking it with his thumbs, and for a couple of seconds, he simply stares at me, from my neck to my collarbones, and then his gaze travels down to my breasts, and he licks his lips in anticipation.

Although I just had the most amazing orgasm of my life, this simple look awakens a strong desire between my legs again.

"I've imagined doing this so many times I can't even count." He takes one of the straps of my bra between his fingers and pulls down slowly, exposing my breast inch by inch. "But the reality exceeds all of my wildest dreams."

He leans his face down, kissing my collarbone, and continues pulling the strap until my nipple is free.

And then he presses his soft wet lips on it and sucks me into his mouth.