Their Stepsister(8)

“Hmm…I see you’re going to be a greedy little girl. Luke is going to have his hands full with you,” he chuckles. The mention of Luke’s name brings me out of my needy haze. “Luke?” I question, rolling my hips and thrusting myself harder against him. All I need is a little more, I silently plead.

“Yes. Luke, our brother who just stormed out of here like I stole his favorite toy.”

Is he admitting that he wants us together, or that he’s going to give me over to Luke?

“You’ll soon learn that Luke can be quite demanding and controlling when it comes to the bedroom, whereas me? Well, I’m sure you’ll have me wrapped around your finger in no time. Fuck, who am I kidding? You already do. I’m not sure I could deny you anything, princess. Like right now. You want to cum, don’t you, baby girl? Ask me to make you cum and I’ll do it.”

“Yes, please, I want that,” I beg. I feel so needy.

“Ah ah ah… you have to ask.”

“Please make me cum, Logan.”

“See, all you’ll ever have to do is ask me and I’ll give it to you. With Luke, well, you’ll learn. How do you want it, sweet little Sarah? You want to cum on my fingers or my mouth? Never mind, don’t answer that. I’ve got to watch the first orgasm I give you, so fingers it is.”

Logan’s fingers quickly push my panties aside, and he finally gives my clit the pressure it’s been begging for. I explode, making my body jerk against him. I let out a cry and feel my wetness soak my panties even more. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so fast in my life.

“Fucking Christ, did you just cum?” he growls.

I can’t believe I went off like that. He barely touched me and I was cumming all over his hand. I feel my face heat with embarrassment and bury it in his chest. I hear him slip his fingers in his mouth to taste my honey. He moans loudly and I can feel myself get more embarrassed.

“You always like that, princess? You go off with just a little touch?” he asks, leaning away from me so he can look down into my eyes. Refusing to look up and let him see my mortification, I just give a little shrug. I really don’t want to have the ‘no one has ever touched me like that before’ conversation, the one where I have to lay down all my cards, and admit that I’ve never made it past heavy petting. I don’t want to have to explain how I could possibly want to take on two men at once when I’ve had no experience. I feel like I’m so close but still so far away from getting what I want.

“I’ve got to tell you, princess, that’s the hottest shit I’ve ever seen – knowing that I get you so turned on you come from the slightest touch of my hand. God, just when I didn’t think my dick could get any harder.” He grunts and reaches down to readjust himself. “All right, let’s get your ass in bed so we can talk about how this is going to go down. After that you’re going to take care of my cock like a good little girl, then big brother will take care of you again.”

Not waiting for me to respond, Logan leads me back into my bedroom and over to the bed.

“Sit down for me. I’m going to sit across the room so we can talk for a minute. I know if I sit next to you you’ll be on your back with my cock deep inside you before I can even clear some stuff up.”

I can’t help the little giggle that escapes me at his words. The idea of him over me, thrusting deep inside of me makes my * clench. It both excites and scares me a little. I’ve had two orgasms in the past thirty minutes and now my body is primed and begging for another. Sitting on the bed I deliberately let my legs fall open while perching on the side. Maybe I could persuade Logan to give me another. I watch his eyes drop to my spread legs as he takes the chair across from me.

“Princess,” he says as he drags a hand over his face as if he’s trying to relieve some stress. “You’re tempting a beast here. I haven’t had a woman in about two years and I don’t think you've been with many men. If you keep tempting me like that, I’m going to flip you over and shove all ten inches of me deep inside you. I’m guessing that little * you’ve got isn’t quite prepared, so I’d be more careful if I were you.” He lets a smile spread across his face and looks at me more intently. “Unless that’s what you’re after, and you want to be walking funny tomorrow.”

Wait, did he just say what I think he did? I’m skipping over the ten-inch comment and going to the other shocking confession. “Are you saying you haven’t been with a woman in two years?” I’m sure the disbelief is quite evident on my face because there’s no way this man hasn’t been with a woman in that long.

“Hell, Sarah, it might have been even longer than two years. I can’t remember the last woman I was with.”

“But I don’t get it. I’m sure you have women falling all over you,” I say. The thought makes my skin crawl. It makes me remember the leggy brunette at the bar, hanging all over Luke.

“I never said I couldn’t get any or haven’t had the opportunity. I’m just saying I haven’t. And to be honest I haven’t wanted to. I have needs, Sarah, and I’m sick of denying them.” He shoots me a heated look while palming himself through his dress pants.

“Are you referring to you and Luke sharing women?”

His eyebrows rise at my question. I’ve only heard a few jokes at work when some of the guys didn’t realize I was within earshot. I always wondered if they were true. Maybe even prayed it was.