Stepbrother Dearest(26)

“That’s never happened. I use a sturdy kind and extra large for that reason…and extra large for the other reason.” He winked.

I laughed nervously, seriously not understanding how he was going to fit inside of me. “Does it hurt you?”

“It took a long time to heal but now, not in the least.”

“Will it hurt me?”

“I’ve been told it actually enhances the pleasure.”

“Wow.”

“Anything else?”

“No. I’m good.”

“You sure? Now’s your chance to run.”

I leaned down and pressed my lips to his, and we both laughed through the kiss.

I could feel the metal from the piercing as his cock slid against my stomach. I clenched the muscles between my legs with a renewed need to satisfy myself.

He lifted me off of him and placed my hand on his cock. “Touch me while you touch yourself and listen if I tell you to stop.”

With one hand on my clit and the other on him, I did as he said. Nothing had ever turned me on more than seeing the moisture build at his tip with every stroke of my hand, to feel him hot and slick, growing even larger than before. I loved watching him watch me.

He was breathing uncontrollably. “Stop.”

“I want to feel you inside of me now,” I said.

“You will. There’s something else I need to do first…just to make sure you’re ready.”

“What?”

Instead of answering me, he slid his body down under me and lifted me up. I still wasn’t sure exactly what he was doing, but then it became abundantly clear when he positioned his face right underneath my crotch. I gasped when I felt it: the most amazing sensation of my life. I could have never imagined how good his hot mouth pressing against me would feel. His tongue brushed across my mound in slow but firm strokes. When he moaned, it vibrated through my core, and I let out an unintelligible sound.

“Ssh,” he said against me. “We have to be quiet.”

It felt impossible. “You need to stop, then.”

“I don’t want to. You taste too good,” he said as his tongue continued to lap over me. Then, he slipped it inside of my opening while pressing his mouth harder against my clit.

Oh. My.

“I’m gonna come if you don’t stop, Elec.”

He sucked on my clit one last time and slowly released it from the grip of his mouth. I was pulsating between my legs, shaking and felt tears start to form in my eyes.

He slid back up from under me, took my face in his hands and smiled up at me. “Now…you’re ready.”

He reached into the pocket of his shorts that were on the floor and took out a condom. He ripped the package with his teeth, and the look in his eyes had me ripe with anticipation. Elec spread the rubber over his thick shaft and carefully squeezed the tip.

Positioning me under him, he kissed me deeply while his cock rubbed against my sex. I couldn’t take any more and wrapped my hand around it, leading him into my entrance.

“Easy,” he warned. “This is gonna hurt.”

“I don’t care.”

“You will.” He spread my knees back as far as they would go. “Hold onto my back and squeeze me, hit me, bite me…do whatever you have to do if you’re in pain, but please don’t scream. They can’t know we’re in here.”


Even as wet as I was, it burned like hell when he first tried to enter me. I dug my nails into his back to curb the discomfort. I breathed through it as he stretched me. Eventually, the pain became tolerable. I’ll never forget the way it felt when he was fully inside of me for the first time or the sound he made. He’d been so controlled until that moment when he shut his eyes and panted. “Greta…this…you…f*ck.”

With each subsequent movement, the penetration went from painfully uncomfortable to painfully incredible. He was still taking it easy, but honestly, from the look on his face, I wasn’t sure if he could take much more.

He pulled out slowly then pushed back in even slower. “It’s tougher to control myself than I thought. You’re so tight. This feels so good; it’s indescribable. I need to come, but it has to be with you.”

As if on command, my muscles began to contract. “I am. Now. Oh God. Elec!” I’d yelled his name out too loudly.

He placed his hand over my mouth. “Shh…oh God. Greta…f*ck…Greta,” he whispered as he came, his cock pulsating inside of me. I could feel the heat of his release through the condom as his heart slammed against mine.

“That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” I said.

“Yeah.” He kissed my nose. “And I haven’t even f*cked you yet.”





CHAPTER 11



The fact that it felt empty when he’d only gotten up to go the bathroom was not a good sign about how tomorrow would feel. His leaving was only a few hours away, and I was already craving the return of his smell and his touch in the two minutes he was gone.

It was convenient to have a small half-bathroom off of my room since he might have woken up Randy and my mother if he had to go down the hall. He returned with a small washcloth and lay back down next to me.

“Open your legs.” He placed it between them and held it there. “Does that feel good?”