Stepbrother Charming(54)

My eyes go wide. I'm struggling to count inside my head so I don't forget to breathe. But my brain can't even comprehend numbers when he's halfway inside me, pushing his way in, filling me with that mad, masculine fullness that's Ty to the core.

“Fuck, you're tight.” He sounds amazed, and it comes out in a whisper.

Apparently, I'm not the only one going breathless here. He's much more experienced than I am, and he shows it a second later when he increases his force, plunging his cock into me until it can't go any farther.

My pussy stretches around him. The tingle's hot, precariously positioned between pain and pleasure, but I know I want more of it.

I shove my lips up to his and we kiss. It's all the signal he needs to roll back and pound into me again, this time a little faster. I moan into his mouth and twine my tongue with his. His tongue pumps in and out, rhythmically matching the tempo of his dick, fucking me in both holes at once.

My hands keep flexing, struggling to grab onto something, but he won't let them up. I'm being buried by this animal all over me, my filthy step-brother, the last man on earth who should be slamming his giant cock against the entrance to my womb.

I don't care anymore. I swear I fucking don't.

I can't bring myself to care about anything except how good it feels, and how incredibly quick he's making me come my brains out.

“Just keep fucking me back, babe,” he growls. “It's about to get a whole lot faster.”

He isn't lying. My pussy struggles to accommodate him as he tilts his hips and starts pumping me two, three, four times as fast. I manage to get one hand on top of his hand and hold on for dear life.

A scream comes belting out of my mouth. There's no time to muffle it, but Ty does it for me, shifting up so he can fuck without needing to hold the other hand on the bed. He grabs my legs, pulls them around him, and keeps on going, clapping his palm tight over my mouth.

The insane pressure sets me off.

I fucking bite him as everything below my waist coils up and explodes. The firestorm hits my brain a second later, and I'm bathed in mind-bending pleasure, a current of animal pleasure that takes me into a whole new zone.

When I'm here, I don't care about Gary or Mom or even the fact that Ty's leaving. I don't care about bursting a lung and telling everyone in this house that I'm fucking my own step-brother.

Jesus, I don't even care about how I'm going to sit straight at work tomorrow.

Ty snarls, quickening his thrusts, slamming between my legs like a human jackhammer. The bed's slapping the floor and squealing. I swear it's louder than the way it rocked when he was fucking his club slut.

It's a big mistake thinking about that bitch halfway through my orgasm. Her memory makes me want to suck every last drop of come from his balls, make him unload everything inside me, all the seed he'll ever have.

If he's my first fuck, then I want to be his last. I want to keep coming on this cock forever, depriving every other woman on earth from experiencing his glory.

I'm finally starting to breathe again, coming down from the high, and realizing what a jealous bitch I am. Ty looks at me and slows his strokes, just enough to bring his lips to my ear.

“You'd better get used to this feeling, Claire. You're gonna spend every spare second you've got glued to my cock when we're both in this house. I'm fucked when I come inside you. Straight up fuckin' doomed. I'll be thinking about how good this sweet cunt feels wrapped around me the same way I think about drawing my next breath.” He pauses, slams his cock into me harder, rocking my whole body. “I fucking need this, dammit. I need what's mine.”#p#分页标题#e#

There's that M-word again. Hearing it a few more times doesn't lessen the impact. When he says it, my toes curl, and not just because his cock's plunging deeper, harder, faster.

What the hell does it mean to truly belong to Ty Sterner? To be his?

I come a little closer to understanding when he picks up his hips and fucks into me again. The hot, feral voice in my ear fades into a sucking kiss just below my ear. His teeth graze my tender skin, and then he sinks them in rougher.

He's biting me. Marking me the same way a wild animal claims a mate.

As if this couldn't get any more wrong...

Fuck, why does it feel so good to be bad?

He finally releases the death grip he's got on my hands. I wrap my fingers over his strong neck and hold on tight, pulling myself up tighter to meet his deep strokes, fucking him back.

Ty's words come in slower, heavier bursts when he releases his teeth. Or maybe I'm just losing my sense of time. The superhuman pleasure crashing in this bed blurs everything.

“Oh, fuck...baby...fucking shit...fuck, fuck, fuck!”

The last few F-bombs drop in a steady beat, perfectly synchronized with the thud of his hips on mine. He's fucking me so hard and deep his pubic bone grinds against my clit, introducing me to yet another delicious sensation.