“Okay,” I said simply.
I slowly rolled my palm along his cock as he kissed me again, fervent and serious, his mouth exploring mine. I wanted him so badly, needed him in fact, needed him like I hadn’t before.
I realized something as his hands cupped my breasts and then pulled my shirt over my head. I realized I really was finally giving in to him. After everything, the blackmail, the confusion, I was finally giving in to my stepbrother, my husband.
Really, he was just Cole. Plain old Cole, the man that made me soaking wet every time he came around, the man with the incredibly body, the cocky smile, the swagger and the jokes. He was much too much and I wanted it all, every inch of him.
He unhooked my bra and I tugged at his shirt. “Make it even,” I said.
He grinned as he pulled it off, and then he pulled off his shorts, revealing his tight boxer briefs, his cock straining against the cotton.
“Your turn.”
I laughed as I pulled down my own pants, revealing the light pink thong. He grabbed me with one hand on my ass and pulled me back against him roughly.
“That’s what I wanted to see,” he said. His other hand slipped down the front of my panties and began to tease my clit. “A nice little pink thong. You don’t even know what you do to me.”
He squeezed my ass roughly as he continued to work my clit, and I kissed him, unable to respond. Waves of pleasure ran through me as he expertly worked my body. Every time he touched me he learned more about what I liked, and every time it got more incredible.
Finally he pulled his hand from my panties and pushed me toward the bed. I stumbled, laughing, as he followed me, practically bending me over the bed.
“Cole!” I said.
His hand was on my pussy then, stroking me softly, his other hand on my shoulder. He leaned over me, and I felt his cock against my ass.
“I can’t help myself,” he said. “I love seeing this tight little pussy and your round ass.”
I wiggled my hips back at him, smiling, as he continued to work my pussy. Suddenly, he moved back away, and I turned half around to see him pull off his underwear. His cock was hard, standing straight and thick, and I knew what I wanted right then.
I dropped down onto my knees in front of him. He grinned as I grabbed the base of his dick and licked him up toward the tip, teasing him. I never moved my eyes from his, and I could see how badly he wanted me to suck him, how badly he wanted my mouth wrapped around his cock.
After another second of teasing, I slipped his hard cock deep into my mouth. He grunted and wrapped his hands through my hair. “Fuck yes,” he said. “God, I love when you suck that cock.”
I began to work him like that, my lips sucking tight, my hand along his base. He grunted and pressed my head down, working his hips, fucking my mouth. I loved how he took control of everything, and I let him fuck my mouth. I wanted to make him feel it, even wanted to make him come. I’d love to see his thick white cum cover my full tits.
Instead, I continued to work him, sucking his cock hard and rolling my tongue along his length. He groaned as my saliva covered his cock and I took his full dick into my mouth, deep into my throat.
Finally I pulled back, and he moved me over onto the bed, practically tossing me onto my back. His hands confidently pulled off my panties, tossing them across the room. He spread my legs wide and began to lick at my click, working my spot.
I gripped the sheets and tried not to moan too loudly. His mouth moved in furious circles, his lips sucking, licking at my spot, rolling into my pussy and up along my clit, causing shivers to run along my back.
“You taste fucking delicious,” he said.
“Cole!” I moaned. “Don’t say that.”
“Can’t help it. I want to eat this pussy every day.”
He pulled back, grinning at me. I gasped and stared at him as he rooted around in his pants, pulling out a condom.
He moved back on top of me, kissing my breasts, his fingers sliding in and out of me.
“Say you want it,” he commanded.
“I want it.”
“Say you want my thick cock deep in your tight little cunt.”
“I want it. Please.” I couldn’t believe I was begging him, but that was what he drove me to. He brought me to the brink and then stepped back, staring into my eyes, promising even more if I just gave in to him.
And I wanted to give in to him. I wanted him to take what he wanted, to have me how he wanted.
He tore open the condom and rolled it down along his shaft. And then he was on top of me, my legs wrapped around his back as he slowly slid himself deep between my legs.
“Fuck,” I gasped as he filled me.
“Damn, Alex, your tight cunt never gets fucking old,” he whispered in my ear as he began to rock back and forth.