Razor: A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance(53)

Placing my hands behind my head and preparing to be pleasured, I cracked a dreamy smile and muttered, “Be my guest, little lady.”

A hungry sound emanated from her throat — almost like one of those zombies from The Walking Dead, except Carly wanted my dick instead of brains — and she quickly undid the buttons of my jeans, jerking my pants and boxers halfway down my thighs.

My cocked popped out like a Jack-in-the-box and slapped against my abs with a meaty thud, happy to finally be freed.

Carly’s eyes widened with awe at the sight of it, though she’d seen it several times before. “I could get used to this,” she said, a sexy little grin on her face.

I stared out from under the hoods of my eyes. “You think you can take it all?”

Carly placed her hands around my cock, gripping it with a kind of reverence.

“Hmm I don’t know,” Carly said softly. She made a face as my cock twitched repeatedly in her hands. “Jesus, it feels like thousands of volts of electricity are going through this thing.”

I watched as precum appeared out of the tip my mushroom head and groaned. “That’s because it is.”

Fuck I was so turned on. I was almost ready to beg for her to wrap those sweet lips around my dick. I needed it — I’d dreamed of this moment long enough.

Finally, she moved in like she was going to do something and I held in a deep breath of expectation, closing my eyes.

I popped them open a second later.

Carly was looking up at me. “Hmmm,” she said thoughtfully in a mocking tone, “Maybe I shouldn’t do this right now. This thing looks way too big for my little mouth. She started to pull herself off the bed as if she was going leave me hanging.

I grabbed her by the arm before she could escape. “Blow me,” I growled, pun intended. I was fast running out of patience. I was f*cking dying.

Carly laughed and let out a mock sigh. “Oh Alright, if you insist.”

“Yes I f*cking do, thank you very much.”

“At least you said thank you.” Carly stuck her tongue out at me and then she moved in.

When her sweet lips finally wrapped around my throbbing head, I threw my head back and groaned. Her little warm mouth around my cock felt f*cking amazing.

She worked slowly at first, taking only the head in and slurping on it like it was a popsicle, swirling her tongue around the sensitive nerve endings, causing me to moan.

She went down more and more, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked and slurped, but could never take too much more than half.

I didn’t mind though. I didn’t expect her to deep throat my cock on the first time. She could have all the practice she wanted later.

Trust me, I’d be looking forward to it.

I gripped the bed sheets as she went up and down on my shaft, sending volts of pleasure throughout my body.

Emboldened by how much I was enjoying her mouth, Carly picked up speed and started using both hands to stroke me while her mouth moved in tandem.

She’d either done this before, or had watched enough porn movies, that’s for sure, I thought.

I could feel the storm brewing inside of my stomach, powerful and ready to explode. My * and balls tightened, my breathing quickened, and my pulse pounded like a battering ram in my ears.

“God damn, you’re gonna make me come, baby,” I groaned, the room spinning like a merry-go-round, my cock becoming impossibly hard.

Carly redoubled her efforts, attacking my bulging mushroom head with tongue lashes, slurps and sucks while she stroked me off furiously with both hands.

There was an explosion coming — I’d become a vessel of sexual energy. I’m not even sure if I was on the same planet anymore, I couldn’t see anything through a red haze.

And then it hit, like a supernova of epic proportions and my cock exploded.

Hearing me cry out, Carly greedily brought her mouth around my head while I dispensed shot after shot of thick cream in her mouth.

I shuddered as powerful convulsions rocked my body, feeling my balls and cock contract violently. All the while, Carly held her mouth on my head, squeezing my shaft.

Gradually, the contractions got less and less until it stopped. Carly pulled away, making a slight face before grabbing a few kleenex and spitting.

“Fuck,” I said, when the last vestiges of orgasm left my body. “That was f*cking amazing.”

Carly grinned at me, her lips wet.

“You bad girl, you took every drop,” I accused, amazed that she’d been so naughty.

“Yep, I sure did,” Carly agreed proudly. Then she made a face. “Maybe one day I’ll be able to swallow. You haven’t quite made me that dirty yet.”

“Shit. Looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me. Just don’t go telling anyone that your stepbrother is turning you into a dirty little slut, you hear?”

“Soon to be ex-stepbrother,” she corrected me, “thank you very much.” She winked at me. “It might be funny to tell your dad for being such an * though.”

“Now that shit ain’t funny.”

Carly slapped me playfully on the thigh, coming dangerously close to smacking my balls. “You know I’m just playing. Be right back.”

She began to scoot off of the bed then, but I grabbed her by the arm. “Where do you think you’re going?” I growled.