Stepbrother Untouchable(46)

“OK, just the parents then,” my mom with a faux sigh. Nate and my mom both leave the kitchen to take their coffee into other rooms, so I can finish off my breakfast in peace. After I clean up my plates, I decide to head into the den and turn on the TV. My body needs to digest that giant breakfast I just devoured.

Pierce and my mom find me sitting in there on their way out the door, and I wave goodbye. But as soon as the door closes, a ball of excitement forms in my stomach. I'm alone with Nate. I feel like a kid on Christmas morning. I push aside the throw and stand up, heading for the stairs and Nate's bedroom. A flurry of nerves hits me as I walk down the hallway and knock softly on his door.

“One sec!” he calls back. “OK, come in.” I push the door open to find him standing just outside his bathroom, a white towel wrapped around his waist. He's dripping wet, having clearly just stepped out of the shower. “Oh, it's you,” he says with a smile. I shut the door behind me.

“They just left.”

“How are you feeling, really? I want to make sure I didn't go too fast last night. Any regrets?”

I walk toward him. “I do have one regret.” He frowns in concern, his beautiful forehead marred by a line in between his eyebrows. “There was something I wanted to do last night, but I didn't get the chance.” The tension immediately leaves his face.

“Which was?” he asks, the edge of his mouth twisting up in a questioning smile.

I reach forward and unwrap his towel in response, then kneel in front of him. I watch his cock grow hard in front of my eyes as he gazes down at me. Without another word, I run my hands up the front of his thighs, feeling his leg hair under my palms disappear as it reaches the line of his hips. I lean forward, trailing kisses just under his belly button. He smells amazing—a heady mixture of fresh shower combined with the very personal scent of his package. It's unlike anything I've smelled before, and though I haven't been with anyone else, I bet the smell is all his own.

I wrap my hands around the back of his thighs as I dip my head and kiss the base of his shaft. His cock jumps slightly in response to my touch, and I hear him groan. I wrap my hand around him, pulling him toward my mouth. I circle my tongue lightly around his tip, licking up a bead of liquid that has just appeared there.

I move to the base of his dick, pressing my tongue down hard as I make my way back up the underside of his shaft, then flick my tongue around his tip. Then I tuck my lips around my teeth and wrap them around him, stretching my mouth wide to receive him. I move slowly down his length, wanting to make him feel as good as he's been making me feel. And to tease him a little, too, if I'm being perfectly honest.

I look up at him as I pull back, and see him biting his lip as he looks down at me. I circle his tip with my tongue for a minute as he watches me. I feel myself growing wet—why going down on him turns me on so much I don't know, but it does. His fingers wrap around the back of my head, digging into my hair, as he dips his head back.

I take him in my mouth again and begin to move faster. I bring one hand up to massage his balls, and wrap the other around his shaft, following my mouth. I still can't fit his whole cock in my mouth, so I figure this is kind of a good cheat. My eyes begin to water a bit as I hear him begin to groan. I move even faster, excited to feel him come in my mouth, and to taste him.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, I'm coming,” he moans, and suddenly my mouth is filled with liquid. I keep moving my head back and forth even as I feel it leak a little out of the corner of my mouth. Should I swallow it? I don't know what else to do, so I lean back for a moment and feel it run down my throat.

Nate's taking deep breaths above me, his chest heaving, so I lean forward again and kiss his shaft gently as it softens a bit. I guess I expected it to, you know, go down right away, but it stays mostly erect as I stand back up.

To my surprise, he wraps his arms around me and kisses me. I thought he might feel some compunction considering where my mouth has been, but his tongue slips readily against mine and I relax against him. His hand slides down my ass and he rubs himself against me.

“How much longer do you think they'll be gone?” he asks breaking away and bringing his other hand up to my cheek.

“No idea.”

“Well, I'll make this quick, just in case.” He pushes me away and steps back. “Strip.”

I almost gasp at the pleasure his command sends rushing through me. I pull off my shirt and yoga pants, then unhook my bra and slide my panties to the ground as he watches. My lips part as he wraps his hand around his cock as it hardens completely again.

“I want you to go on birth control soon, OK? I don't want to have to wear a condom with you.”