Stepbrother Charming(85)

My breasts wobble and roll wild. He covers one with a rough hand and squeezes, all the better so he can fuck me harder, faster, meaner.

He fucks like an animal, and it carries me straight to heaven. I know there's something more behind it too, a feral tenderness I feel when he rubs his stubble across my check, or sucks at the skin on my throat. His teeth nip, hard and playful, one more sensation my body can't handle as it spirals toward overload.

“Ty. Ty! You're going to make me –“

He cuts me off with a sharp pinch to my nipple. I forget how to form words again as my body tightens up and convulses on his cock. I feel my walls pinching him tight, begging him to release, flood me with his hot, molten seed.

“You like that, Claire? Yeah, you fucking missed this. Just like I missed pumping my balls dry in your hot cunt, Sis.”

That word. Holy shit.

It's the fucked up, taboo, filthy nickname that sends me over the edge, into a whole new pleasure zone I've never experienced.

I don't care that we're not technically siblings anymore. Our parents are divorced, leaving their mistakes behind. But without their screw ups, we wouldn't be here, fusing our bodies together.

He'll always be my step-brother, my best friend. My lover, my husband, and everything else a woman needs, everything there can be on some crazy cosmic level. And my twisted pussy will always love hearing him say Sis, clenching on his dick like a vice when he reminds me how we met, right before he pours himself into me.

With a growl, he comes. His jets pump scalding fast, filling me to overflowing. His pulse joins mine, and we're hooked together, thrashing in ecstasy, one earthquake shaking two bodies.

I'm so damned soaked by the end of it that I wonder if I'm really melting. There's a huge, cooling puddle in the middle of the bed, right where he pulls out, and sweat drips off us both in rivulets.

Ty kisses me, gently rolls out underneath me, and then walks to the window. He flings it open. The fresh Alaskan breeze feels like the sexiest shower in the world as it sweeps in.

Then I realize if nobody's heard us before, they'll hear us for sure next time. I sit up, tucking my arms across my breasts.

“What's up, babe? Thought we were both gonna die of heat stroke for a second.”

“I like the fresh air, but do you really want to leave that open?” I point to the window.

He looks for a brief second, then stares at me and grins. “Sure. Might as well put Alaska's chill to good use. That wind's only gonna get a lot colder. It'll pummel us all winter like a motherfucking freight train before Jack Frost has had his fill.”

“Um, I know this building's pretty fancy, but you've got to have a few neighbors. Don't you see a problem here?”

He tips his head back and laughs. “The two guys a few doors over will be gone hunting caribou and black bears all month. As for old lady Connelly next door, she's got her TV cranked up so fucking loud half the time that I'm sure she's half deaf. I don't give a fuck if anybody hears what's going on in here.”#p#分页标题#e#

“I do!” I stick my tongue out. It's impossible to stay mad.

Still laughing, he topples into bed again, shadowing my body in his huge muscles. His cock rubs enticingly against my still wet pussy. One groan later and I start to forget all about the neighbors.

“I can't believe you're making me do this,” I sigh, grinding back on his dick.

“Shit, you serious? Did you really think I didn't want the whole damned world to know we're tight now that we've made it official? We let some media shits come between us before. I'm not making that mistake again. I don't give a fuck if everybody in Anchorage hears what's happening in this bedroom.”

“I do!” I say again, trying to fight him a little harder. I should know better. It's over before it's begun with his cock teasing me like this, tight against my entrance.

“Save that shit for the altar, babe. We're keeping that window open all winter with the fucking we're doing. I've missed a whole year of this pussy, and if you're still caught on trivial shit, then we'll have to screw twice as much as I was planning to un-fuck your head. Now, bite your tongue and put your legs on my shoulders. Nothing's stopping this dick from owning you tonight.”

I smile and let it go. He's right about one thing – there's nothing stopping this utter dick of a man from claiming me and fucking me until I'm a limp, steaming mess.

By the time he pushes inside me and I let out the world's loudest, most shameful moan, I remember I love the asshole, not just the good guy underneath. Lucky me, we've got the rest of our lives for him to drive me all kinds of crazy.





XII: Big Day (Ty)


Nine Months Later

My greedy dick steals more blood from my brain every time I look at her. She's fucking magnificent in that long white dress, and I almost forget about how bad I want to rip it off and lay her down. If only being up here at this makeshift altar didn't hit me right in the feels.