Stepbrother Dearest(27)

“Yeah, it does. Thanks.”

I really wasn’t in that much pain, but the warmth of the cloth was soothing.

“Does it hurt?”

“No. It’s really not bad at all. I’d be okay to try it again.”

“We will. I want you to rest up a little first.”

The room was dark except for the light coming from the bathroom. Over the next hour, he got up a few times to replace the cloth with a warmer one. He’d just lie next to me, holding it between my legs. We were both still completely naked, and it surprised me that it no longer phased me because he’d made me feel completely comfortable in my own skin. I almost wished he wasn’t being so caring and sweet toward me.

We talked a lot in that hour: about his writing, about my pondering becoming a teacher, about our plans for next year. He would be attending a community college near his house in Sunnyvale. He’d live at home to keep an eye on Pilar and planned to get a job on the side.

Elec would talk about anything openly, except the subject of his history with Randy. That was still off-limits the one time I tried to bring it up.

The red digital numbers of the alarm clock taunted me. It was now three-am. My heart was starting to palpitate, and I felt almost panicky. There wasn’t much time left. He must have read my mind because he’d suddenly turned me onto my back so that he was leaning over me.

“Don’t go there,” he said over my lips.

“Where?”

“Wherever your mind is right now.”

“It’s hard not to.”

“I know. What can I do to make it better?”

“Make me forget.”

He stared at me long and hard before I felt his hand wrap gently around my neck.

That seemed to be his thing. I loved it.

“I know you said it before. But do you really want me to show you how I do it?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t want me to hold anything back?”

“Don’t go easy on me this time, Elec. Please.”

He looked at me for what seemed like a full minute then said, “Turn around.”

Just that command alone had caused wetness to build between my legs.

It gave me chills when I felt his strong hand slide down the length of my back. Then, with both hands, he firmly squeezed the cheeks of my ass before lowering his mouth and biting it gently…and then again and again.

He whispered against my skin. “I love your ass.” His words caused my muscles to tighten in anticipation.

I let out a deep sigh when his hot mouth landed between my legs from behind me. The sensation of his going down on me from that angle was almost too much to handle. I was throbbing as he licked and sucked harder as if I were his last meal. The sounds he was making were driving me crazy.

“God, you taste so good. I could do this all night,” he groaned into me.

I’d yelled out loudly at one point, and he fisted my hair to bring my face back to his. “Shh. You’re gonna get us in trouble,” he said before sliding his tongue into my mouth and kissing me with the taste of my own arousal.

His kiss then moved down the length of my back, and he suddenly stopped. “Fuck, I can’t take it anymore. We need to move to the floor because this bed will make too much noise.”

I threw a few pillows down without delay and got down on my hands and knees.

He was quiet. When I turned my head around, his eyes were fixed on me as he stroked his engorged cock.

“You on all fours like this…nothing has ever turned me on more in my entire life.”

Watching him pleasuring himself while looking at me had been my biggest turn on.

When I turned back around, I heard the rip of the condom packet and looked back one last time to watch him sheath himself.

“Relax,” he said as he slid one hand up my back and wrapped it around the base of my neck. I’d grown to love the erotic feel of his signature light chokehold. After an initial burn, his cock sank into me with ease, and I knew right away that this experience was going to be different from the first time.

“Tell me if at any point, it becomes too much.”

I knew that no matter what it felt like, that would never happen.

Every thrust was more intense than the last. He let out a deep breath with each one that I could feel on my back as he continued to hold onto my neck. He was completely in a zone, having finally let go of all apprehension.

This was Elec f*cking me.

I wanted it to continue, to see where it would go. “Fuck me harder.”

That had caused him to grab my hips as he pounded into me faster. It felt impossible not to scream because it felt too good. In a weird way, having to refrain from making any noise bottled up the pleasure inside me and intensified it. I started to match the rhythm of his movements with my body, and that seemed to put him over the edge.

“Touch yourself, Greta.”

I massaged my swollen clit as he slowed down to encourage my climax. I could feel him even deeper inside me now. He gently pushed my torso down so that my ass was lifted higher into the air. The penetration at that angle was so intense, so deep that I could feel the brink of my orgasm.

“Do you feel that?” he whispered.

“Yes. Yes. It’s incredible like this.”

“I’ve never been this deep inside anyone before. It’s never felt like this for me,” he panted. “Never.”