Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“I shouldn’t have come inside you.” He kneels behind me and then sets to licking his own cum off the inside of my thighs as it runs out of me. “That was stupid. We didn’t talk about—”
“I’m on the pill,” I assure him after I swallow my cookie. “I’m negative too. It’s okay. I don’t think I’d want you any other way besides bare.”
He rewards me with his tongue on my pussy. His nose breathes heavily against my asshole making me shudder. I lie on the countertop, boneless and unable to move, as he licks and sucks his cum from me.
“I’m good too,” he tells me roughly, nipping at my inner thigh. “You’re safe with me.”
I always knew I would be.
He’s not telling me anything I don’t know.
“Are you able to stand?” he asks with a chuckle.
“Nope. Look at my legs.”
They tremble violently.
“Hold on a sec.” He stands and walks away. I watch him grab a washcloth from a drawer and then he wets it. As gently as possible, he cleans all the evidence of our wild kitchen romp from my body. He must clean himself up next because after a few seconds of shuffling, I hear him pull up his pants. Then, because he’s such a wonderful man who clearly enjoys taking care of me, he locates my panties and pulls them up my thighs. “I’ll clean up in here. You can get comfortable on the couch and find us a good, sappy Hallmark movie to watch.”
I laugh until he scoops me into his arms. I’m struck by how sexy he is and how intense he watches me. With my eyes latched on his, I stroke my fingers through his mussed hair and kiss his handsome mouth. He carries me into the living room and sets me on the couch. My nightgown is missing, so my breasts remain naked and exposed. His eyes burn hot as he stares at my breasts.
“See something you like?” I tease. “Something you want to taste?”
“Not want,” he growls. “Will. I will taste them very soon.”
I stretch out on the sofa, raising my hands up over my head and shoot him a saucy grin. “I’ll be waiting right here.”
The man cleans the kitchen in record speed. Within minutes, he’s stretching out on the couch beside me, and cups my breast with his hand. I start the movie, but am not at all interested in it. I’m fixated on how Eric suckles on my neck and twists my nipple to the point of lovely pain. He’s hard again and his erection presses against my ass crack. I’m sore from the rough fucking earlier, but I ache to have him inside me again.
I’m addicted to him.
This has the potential to seriously backfire.
But, since when do I ever make good decisions when it comes to men?
Never.
Tomorrow, I will have to give my best friend, Casey, a call. She’d never judge me. Never has. I wonder what she’ll think about my current sex life. Maybe having someone else to help me decipher what it all means could be good for me.
Because despite what Eric thinks, it’s not a phase. It means something—everything to me. I’ve always been in love with my stepbrother. Now that we’ve had sex, it’s only made me love him that much more.
“You okay?” he asks, breath tickling my neck and ear. “You’re quiet.”
I cover his hand on my breast with mine, stroking it with my thumb. “I’ve never been better. What about you? Ready to run for the hills?”
He shifts us until I’m on my back and he’s mostly lying on top of me. His eyes pin me as he moves his hand to stroke the hair out of my face. Deep love shines from him and I bask in the glow of it.
“I ran away from life once,” he murmurs, brow furrowing. “Not anymore. I’m here for the long haul.”
His mouth crashes to mine and he kisses me as if I might vanish into thin air. I cling to him, kissing him back with all I have.
I’ve searched so long for a relationship with a man that rivals the one I had with Eric. Most ended up merely physical and quite shallow. No one ever measured up. Now that I have him here with me, spending all my time with him, and finally making love to the man I adore, I feel complete for the first time ever.
I’m whole now.
The kiss gets more intense and then we’re clawing at each other. My stepbrother fucks me on my couch, this time, kissing me the entire time, and rocking his hips oh-so slowly.
We’re in deep.
There’s no undoing what’s done.
And, I don’t want to, no matter the cost.
Eric
The snowstorm has enabled us to stay wrapped up in this sexual fantasy come to life. With the salon having been closed because the roads are too bad, we’ve spent several days naked, fucking, and pretending the outside world doesn’t exist.