Smash_ A Stepbrother MMA Romance(128)

I didn’t want to be regular old Rebecca anymore. I wanted to come on Climber’s mouth. I wanted to be his girl, to let him fuck me however he pleased. I wanted to help him get away from the mob and to get back on the cliffs.

I wanted to swallow his cock. I wanted to ride him slow and hard. I wanted to lick his abs and sleep curled up against his strong frame.

My hips worked and rocked as the orgasm began to build. He grunted as I moaned louder, my breasts pressed together as I gripped his hair, shudders running down my spine.

And then it hit me. The wave-like explosion overtook my mind and I was nothing but blank orgasm, coming on my stepbrother’s mouth, coming as Climber worked me, coming as Reid licked and sucked and nibbled my swollen clit.

I said his name over and over as it came through and washed over me. I couldn’t stand on my own, so he supported my weight as he kept working my spot.

Slowly, so agonizingly amazing and slowly, it began to subside. The orgasm washed over me and moved past. I slowly came back to myself as Reid gradually stopped working my spot.

He set me down. I was panting deep and holding on to the tree trunk for support, my head spinning. He rocked back on his heels and stood up, grinning at me.

“Just a little taste,” he said.

“Holy fucking fuck,” was all I could say.

“Let’s go home.”

He turned and started to walk away. I pulled up my panties and jeans, buttoning them as I caught up to him.

“That’s all you’re going to say?” I managed.

He looked at me sideways. “I don’t much feel like talking anymore.”

“You had plenty to say down there,” I mumbled.

“I’ll have plenty more to say later.” He stopped and pulled me against him. “Keep running your mouth and I’ll make you suck my cock until I come.”

“Okay,” I said, laughing. “Could be worse.”

He kissed me again and lingered for a second. Then we were walking together, back toward the house.

I was floating on a cloud. I had let Reid get me off, and I loved it.

I was giving in to my stepbrother.

I didn’t want to fight anymore.

He had made the choice. And that was all I needed.





Chapter Sixteen: Reid


The house was big and quiet at night as I lay in bed trying not to fall asleep. I could hear the wind whistle through the trees outside my window, and I imagined that I could hear Becca’s breathing through the wall.

That wasn’t true, of course. If it were, my mom and Jack would have heard her moaning every night for the past few nights, ever since I found her sleeping at the base of the tree carved with our initials. It was getting to the point where I had to keep my hand pressed hard over her mouth just to stifle the moans.

Which I couldn’t complain about. Frankly, I didn’t look forward to anything like I did about sneaking into Becca’s room and fucking her senseless.

I glanced at the clock. It was almost time. My dick was already starting to stiffen at the mere thought of her body rocking against mine, our skin moist with sweat as we worked each other to orgasm after orgasm.

I hadn’t been getting much sleep. And I was making damn sure she wasn’t, either.

As the clock finally rolled over to midnight, I slipped out of my bed and crept across my room. I pulled my door open, careful not to let it make any noise, and padded softly down the hallway. I paused briefly and listened to the house, making sure I didn’t hear the television still on downstairs.

I hated waiting so long, but we couldn’t risk seeing each other any earlier. Our parents had been in bed for a couple of hours already, but we needed to make sure they were fast asleep.

I couldn’t even imagine the conversation we’d have if her father ever caught my tongue lodged firmly between his daughter’s legs.

I stood outside of her door for a second, listening some more. I couldn’t hear any noise, and so I slowly turned the knob and pushed it open.

And my breath caught in my throat.

The room was lit by a single lamp, muted with a scarf she threw over the bulb. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, her hair teased up into a messy bun and her body pressed into this fucking black silky thing

.

She looked amazing as I shut the door behind me, cock already rock hard. Her tits were pressed up high and her lips were pouty as a small smile played across her face.

“What do you think?” she said softly.

“Where did you get it?”

“Victoria’s Secret. Went yesterday.”

“Holy fuck.”

“So you like it?”

I walked over to her and took the bun of her hair in my hand. She gasped softly and smiled at me.

“I fucking love it, but let’s take it off now.”