If there’s anyone in the world I wanted to give my virginity, though, it’s him.
I knew he would understand my body better than even I could, judging by the many pleasured sounds I heard each night for so long. And I knew, beyond all shadow of a doubt, that he would look out for me.
His actions tonight prove it.
Kaiden squeezes my ass cheek, then slides his two hands up my side. He takes hold of my flimsy tank top, the garment already ripped, and pulls it up over my head to grasp at my breasts. His fingers sink into the flesh over the top of my bra, and though I was tiny—oh so tiny compared to the women he went with!—he revels in my breasts as if they were the most sumptuous tits he’s ever felt.
A low, husky growl rumbles out of his broad, barrel chest, and I can feel his dick throb through his jeans so excitedly.
Throbbing, hard for me.
It almost makes me sick, that rolling pit in my stomach growing.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
I shouldn’t be kissing my step-brother, and I definitely shouldn’t be getting so wet at the fact that he’s got an erection over me. That he’s squeezing my breasts, and making my body sing.
But I’ve never been more turned on in my life, and I can’t hide the little moan that escapes my lips, or the way my body rolls into his hands, begging for more as my legs spread. I want him so bad, no matter how wrong it is.
I’ve never made love before, but with Kaiden—despite all my reservations about how taboo it is—it feels more natural than drinking water. It’s like the absolute perfect outcome, tailor-made for me.
His every touch, his every kiss, so satisfying, intensifying. I’m putty in his hands, and he’s taking full advantage of that, undoing my bra, squeezing at my chest as it returns to its almost flat state, undeterred by it.
Even knowing all the gorgeous women he’s been with, he makes me feel like I’m the best. The most beautiful. The one he desires most. I believe it, despite all of my own inhibitions and self-doubts.
Those full lips of his move down from mine, smacking noisily across my neck, along my collarbone. Until at last, he’s at my breasts, kissing in around my pink areola, skirting their edge as he moves ever closer, circling around until the first touch upon my tender tits makes me gasp and squirm.
I glance down when I can, but my eyes keep fluttering closed, my body jolting against his as his tongue teases one of my nipples to hardness. He runs the flat of his wet muscle along it before sucking it into his lips. I gasp, sucking in breath, my pussy throbbing with need and desire.
All logic has fled me, all sense of right and wrong. Instead it’s just me and Kaiden, giving in to what we’ve tried to hide from for so long.
My legs wrap around his hips, and I grind against his stomach, though it does nothing to quell my need, just fueling my passion higher.
“Oh God,” I gasp as his teeth lightly clamp around my nipple, tugging it gently and lighting a spark of excitement in my loins.
He's big, he’s strong, he’s a rough guy with a rough past, but he handles me with such care. Teasing me with his rough edges, but never hurting me.
It’s intoxicating, to be held in his arms, under his power, laying all trust in him as he squeezes, rubs, bites and suckles at me. Counting on Kaiden to lust for me, ravage me, but not go too far with my delicate, untouched body.
He tugs at my nipple, suckling it before letting it snap back into place. His big hands slide down my sides, reaching in beneath my skirt. Instead of pulling my panties away though, he begins to gently rub his thumb over the fabric, along my slit… feeling the warmth and wetness there, rubbing my most sensitive of areas as he continues to tease and provoke my body to new heights.
I shouldn't be doing this. There's no way that I can survive this, go back to just being normal with him. Not after getting what I've been wanting and looking for for so long.
Years of fantasies and daydreams couldn't have prepared me for the reality. Not even listening to him as he’d take another woman just inches from my head could've made me realize what it would actually be like when I'm in his arms.
He touches me, ignites such a need, and I press in against his fingers, hoping and praying that he won't stop even as I will myself to just... what? Push him away? Put an end to all this, to put us back right where we were all those years, fighting our desires? To lose him all over again?
I'd been without him for so long, tried to push these feelings from my mind, but they didn't go anywhere. They just remained, lingering in my sub-conscious, begging for me to just give in to passion, to give in to my needs.
To give into our forbidden lusts.
"Oh God," I whimper into the air of the motel, my head tilting back, my body aching for him. "Kaiden!"