Stepbrother Obsessed(2)

By: Devon Hartford



Speaking of hard, He is hard.

He may be wearing board shorts, but with my legs wrapped around his waist, I feel every inch of his personal surfboard pressing against me. His rigid heat throbs and pulsates against my soft and yielding core. I want this man more than I’ve ever wanted any male of the species ever.

I squeeze my thighs tighter, grinding myself against him.

He responds by thrusting his pelvis against my softness.

It feels so damn good.

Pleasure sizzles up from between my legs.

If it wasn’t for the water being up to our chests, I think we’d get arrested for public lewdness.

Nobody around us seems to notice.

So we continue to kiss.

His tongue is forceful and plows through my mouth with hot need. His rigid abs press against my stomach like he can’t get enough of me. I can’t get enough of Him. His scruffy stubble scrapes against my skin, tingling in a good way. This is how it feels to kiss a man. Sure, I’ve kissed boys. But it was never like this. Never so… addictive. I quiver all over as every inch of me flows into this kiss. He is putting everything he has into me too. Every inch. I can feel it. His naked need feeds mine. I am more turned on than I’ve ever been in my entire life. I’m crazy with lust and I love it.

Because we’re in the pool, I can’t tell how wet I am. But I know I’m soaked.

“Get a room!!” some random girl yells nearby.

“Can you taste her tonsils?!” a random guy cackles.

“What did she eat for breakfast?!” someone else yells.

Obviously, people are noticing our kiss. Like a bunch of starving dogs, they just have to ruin our moment. I can’t help it if we have what they don’t.

“Pervert!” Yet another jealous jerk.

Screw them. This moment is all mine.

His tongue slides slowly out of my mouth.

Hey, wait! I want his tongue to stay!

“Slut,” some girl hisses.

I throw a scowl in her general direction.

People are assholes. I suddenly feel shy. Reluctantly, I end our kiss. But he’s still holding me and I’m holding him.

I never want to let go.

Ever.

We touch foreheads.

My arms are wrapped around his strong neck. “Ohhh…” I moan, “That was incredible.”

He chuckles confidently with that deep voice of his, “Of course it was.”

“You’re sure cocky,” I giggle.

“You noticed?” He does a slow thrust against my folds that sends another pre-orgasmic wave up my spine.

My eyelids flutter as more pleasure blooms in my belly. Oh, gawd. I can only imagine what it would feel like if he was inside me right now. I release a spasming moan in his ear.

“You like that, don’t you?” He massages my ass with powerful hands and grinds against me.

This is too much. I can’t take any more. I’m going to come. It doesn’t matter if there’s a crowd around us. Although my brain says stop, my mouth can only moan, and my body responds to his languid thrusts. My pelvis tips forward, causing my buzzing clit to brush against his rigid length. Another freezing hot wave of pleasure erupts in my belly. “Oh, god,” I shiver and whisper, “I’m coming.”

“Yeah you are,” he grunts.

My entire core clenches hard and my thighs shake around his waist.

“Come for me, babe. Come right now,” he hisses, maintaining his rhythmic thrusting.

I obey.

As the orgasm quakes through my body, I bite my lip to stifle my scream. I clamp my eyes shut to block out everything except the hardness of this amazing man and the hammering pleasure that shakes every bone in my body.

I’m breathless as I come down from the sexual high.

“It was good, wasn’t it?” He chuckles softly, his lips feathering my ear.

I’m too overwhelmed to respond. All I can do is pant. My arms are limp and float freely in the waving water of the pool. My head tips back, facing the sky.

He holds on, his powerful arms now wrapped loosely around my waist.

The bright sun glows red through my closed eyes, warming my face. “Oh my god,” I whisper, “That was… that was—”

“The best orgasm you’ve ever had,” he states with finality.

Yes. But I’m not telling him that. Eyes still closed, I repress a grin. “You’re so full of yourself,” I giggle.

“I’m full of something,” he snickers.

Yeah, way too cocky for his own good.

I laugh and push away from him, floating into deeper water. “I hope you like blue balls, cause that’s all you’re getting from me.”

He shakes his head, grinning that killer dimpled grin of his. The grin that slayed me the second I saw it earlier today. He knows he’s hot.

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