Owned by My MC Stepbroter

Chapter8



Chapter8

It was dark in his apartment but I was for some reasons aroused. It was then I realized that rob was between my legs. My body felt weak, I couldn’t imagine having the ability to cum again. He slowly started licking and flicking my clit, knowing just what part to suck and press. It couldn’t have been a minute and I was rippling with pleasure, and he was sliding into me. I clenched myself as he slid in and out, and enjoyed his mouth on my tits as he fucked me hard on top of me. When he spurt inside me and pulled it out, it was dripping all over the bed.

I woke up again to Rob kissing me on the cheek, saying something about work. I had no clue what time it was, and I could barely remember where I was. He said he would see me when I got home from my trip, and told me to take a bath if I was sore. I drifted back to sleep in his oversized bed, my body too exhausted to move.

When I finally woke up and looked at my phone, it was almost noon. My mind rushed and I had to get home to get ready for the weekend, but my body was aching. The minute I went to sit up I remembered where Rob had been last night. I Iet him inside me in both places, and had the most intense orgasm of my life. How could something I once found so gross be something I prayed he would do again? I found my dress and did the walk of shame to the parking lot, hoping in my car to head home.

The sky was grim and I wondered what the weather was supposed to be like for our trip. We had to catch a ferry, and you couldn’t lounge on the beach if there was no sun. I chatted with my girlfriends on the way back the house, and started packing quickly when I got home. In the shower I washed myself carefully. My clit was sore from the rubbing and sucking, and my muscles were sore from holding myself up on all fours. I couldn’t imagine having the physical or mental ability to hookup with any other guy on this weekend trip, not like I would want to anyways.

“ So when exactly do you think you will be home?” my mother intruded, watching me as I threw clothes into a bag. “I should be home Sunday morning, what do you have planned for the weekend?” I responded quickly, trying to dodge her questions. I wondered if she could tell that was sleeping with someone since I’ve been home. She wasn’t her overprotective self lately, but I assumed it was because she was planning the wedding, and trying to hold on to husband number four. “ So there isn’t anyway that you’ll be home tonight?” she pried further. “Nope, not coming home tonight mom” I assured her. She decided to make me something to eat and headed downstairs. I texted Rob a message saying thanks for the night before, but didn’t get anything back.

Chelsea honked and I walked out to her SUV with my bag, ready for a night to think about what was going on in my life. “Hey girl, where have you been, or who have you been under should I ask?” she spit out as I jumped in the car. Feeling terribly embarrassed and being a bad liar, I put on my sunglasses. “I’m not busy under anyone, how are things with Ben” I responded, changing the subject. I looked at my phone and saw a message from Rob, telling me to get a hold of him when I get home. We drove off and she complained about her long-time boyfriend, claiming that things were getting old between them. As we talked and drove the hour to the fairy, we noticed that the sky was getting darker.

We met with the rest of our friends, and make the group decision to post pone the trip. The ferry wasn’t going to be a bad ride because of the waves, and we wouldn’t be able to lie out at the resort Saturday because of the rain. I thought about texting Rob to tell him I was headed back home, but I didn’t want to seem clingy. Plus, I had no idea what type of relationship we even had going on. Was he sleeping with other people, or looking for different submissive candidates? I didn’t understand how this worked, and I decided I needed to get more information.

It was pouring down rain when Chelsea dropped me off, and we made plans to go get drinks and prowl through the local boys Saturday to makeup for our trip. Iran to the house, quickly typing in the pass code and rushing inside. I shut the door behind me, but the house was dark. I didn’t know if my mom or Calvin was home, but Rob said he was going to be staying in the city. I walked through the kitchen and towards the stairs, but I could hear a muffled noise coming from the formal living area. It almost sounded like someone trying to yell or scream. I headed in that direction.


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