The Stepbully She Craves

Chapter 6

He kissed me again and my head fell against the pillow, my hand opening from my shock and releasing him. He moved above me to push his boxers off his hips, the tip of his cock dragging against my stomach. I trembled beneath him, my body bucking against his, regardless of the thoughts in my head. I wanted him – needed him – in ways I’d never known before.

Moving back down my body, he hooked his thumbs into the sides of my panties, pulling the thin material off my legs. His hands ran along the insides of my thighs as he moved back up, spreading my legs enough for him to lick between my legs, forcing the air from my lungs with the sensation.

His tongue circled my clit, small moans floating from my lips as I became lost in the feeling of his mouth on my body. Slipping the tip of his finger inside me, he pulled his head up to look at me. “You’re so wet. I can’t wait any longer, Bailey. I must have you.”

I looked down at him, completely mesmerized by the flickering light that bounced over his muscular frame. He was so beautiful, so dangerously sexy. My heart skipped in my chest, my breath coming out in short and violent bursts of air.

I didn’t notice before, but he’d placed a condom on the bed next to me. Reaching over, he grabbed it and ripped the package open with his teeth. Slipping the latex over his thick cock, he positioned himself between my legs, his mouth moving over the tip of my breast as the tip of cock played through the skin between my legs.

I grabbed his head, holding him against my breast tighter, but he pulled away and asked, “Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

With his eyes locked to mine, he positioned his cock at the opening to my body before pressing his mouth against mine and pushing himself inside me.

It pinched at first, but he remained still and allowed my body to get used to his size. The muscles in my thighs clenched, but then relaxed again, my legs falling open in welcome of his intrusion.

He began to move inside me, slowly at first. But when my body responded, when I moaned out my pleasure and whispered his name, he moved faster – more demanding. His hands gripped my breasts, his mouth claiming my lips as his cock claimed my body. A warmth built up inside me, making me mewl and squirm beneath him. I didn’t understand the feeling, but recognized it as

something much stronger than what I’d felt when I touched myself over the years.

“Fuck, Bailey,” He growled. “I’d imagined being inside you for so many years, but I never knew it would feel this good.” His hips moved faster, my eyes rolling back in my head as tremors ran through my body, the muscles of my core clenching at him greedily. “I’m not going to last long this time, baby girl. You are too fucking sweet.”

“Ah!” I couldn’t talk, couldn’t think – could barely breath. The feeling was too intense, too raw. I needed him to move faster, harder and he gave that to me without me ever having to ask.

“Come for me, Bailey.” He demanded.

Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, I broke apart beneath him, screaming out his name as he found his own release, his cock thickening and pushing inside me so deep that I could feel him as he came. His cock throbbed and jerked as he spilled everything he had, his body crashing down on mine to wrap me in his strong, warm arms.

He kissed along my face, our chests heaving together with our breath. As he took my mouth one more time, kissing me with such passion it left me dizzy, I panicked.

What had I just done?

I shouldn’t be sleeping with my stepbrother …