Make My Stepsister Mine

Chapter 17

“It’s my turn,” I tell her, removing her hands from my cock before I lose the strength to do it. It’s time to get her body ready for what’s coming next. I’m finally going to make her mine.

Piper

Cord shuts the water off and then lifts me up around his waist, carrying me out of

the bathroom and straight into my room. He places me down at the end of my bed then drops to his knees before me. His eyes are staring right between my legs, locked in on my most private spot.

“It was dark last night,” he rasps, the grip of his hands on my thighs getting tighter as he spreads my legs wider. “Didn’t get to see how pretty she is.” There’s so much lust and adoration in his voice that liquid pools to the spot that’s captured his attention. Cord lets out a groan when he sees the mess I’m making, which has me spreading wider for him. I thought my first time with a guy would be awkward and nerve-wracking, but I’m more than excited. The way Cord looks at me makes me feel sexy. I don’t want to hide from him. I want to show him all my curves.

His hand moves between my legs and he starts his sweet torture, petting me softly. Rubbing the pad of his thumb all around my tingling spot. “I’m going to pop your cherry with my fingers first, baby.” He slides his fingers through my folds, getting them slick with my juices before returning his attention to my clit, playing with the little ball of intense nerves so perfectly, causing the rush of pleasure to start tightening in my lower belly. “Then I’m going to kiss her all better before I sink inside and shred us both of our virginities.”

I still can’t believe Cord is a virgin. He’s probably the only senior guy at our school who is. He could’ve had his pick of anyone over the years, but he held out. For me. I can’t believe he’s been in love with me all this time and I didn’t even know it. I knew he loved me as a brother, but he never crossed a line. Now, I kind of wish he had. I feel like I’ve been missing out.

“I love you,” I say, as his finger eases into my channel. Slowly. Carefully. “I love you so much, Cord.”

His eyes shift up to mine, turning me on further when I see the intense emotion radiating back. “I love you too, baby. You ready for this?”

I nod as his big digit begins to pump slowly inside and another wave of pleasure builds. The threads of desire are growing taught within. Just a few more pumps of his finger and I’ll be peaking.

“That’s it, baby,” he groans. His eyelids growing heavy, watching his finger disappear inside me. He starts to pick up speed and a flutter of tingles rushes in.

“You’re so wet.” The sloppy sounds of his fingers pumping faster echo his words. The deeper and faster he goes, the wetter I get. The intensity pulling tight. Drawing to the center. I’m already close.

“Harder, Cord. I need more.”

He adds another finger and starts fucking me harder. Suddenly, there’s a sharp bite of pain. I grip onto his shoulders to steady myself, feeling my thin barrier being torn away. The seal has now been broken. I’m no longer a virgin.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” His hand pauses its delicious torment inside allowing me to catch my breath. Giving me a chance to breathe through the ache. But as his thumb begins rubbing circles around my clit, the pain subsides. The build climbing back up. I’m ready for more now. I need to be filled.

“I want you, Cord.” I lean forward and press my lips against his. Kissing him soft and sweet. Teasing him with the whisp of my tongue. “I want you inside me.” I don’t want to wait any longer. I already feel like I’ve waited an eternity for this moment.

“I’m too big.” He shakes his head. “I need to kiss her first.” He goes to lower his head between my legs, but I grip onto his hair and stop him. As incredible as his mouth is, I want to feel him. “Please, Cord. She’s ready. Feel how wet she is.”

He squeezes his eyes shut on a groan, pumping his fingers into me, the sloppy noises even louder. “Fuck, baby. You’re squirting all over me. Just let me have a quick taste. I need it.” He buries his mouth between my legs, licking ravenously and making me dizzy with pleasure. I’m about to come, but I want it to be when we’rejoined together. I give another tug on his hair. “Now, Cord!” But he doesn’t retreat. He doubles down, snarling against my heat.

I throw my head back on a moan, grinding into his persistent lips. It feels too incredible. His expert tongue knows exactly how to lick the pleasure right out of me. His fingers know exactly what spot to rub, sending a jolt of heat from head to toe. It’s tightening inside. A volcano about to erupt. His tongue driving straight into fire.

He lets out a ferocious grunt, jerking away as if an invisible force yanked his head back. I whimper at the loss, trying to pump the air for friction. He stands from the ground. His hands gripping onto my hips and tossing me back on the bed. He looks like a tyrant. The need controlling him. God, it’s such a turn-on to see how hungry he is. My sweet Cord is possessed, like a sexual monster has taken hold of my brother.

He climbs up onto the bed, prowling forward, sneaking up to his prey like a panther. When he gets between my legs, my thighs are spread wide, my knees pushed up to my sides. “Hold them,” he grunts, his gruff command striking the bundle of nerves between my folds. His cock is so stiff it’s not even bobbing at his movement.