Infatuation:A Rebel Stepbrother Romance(31)By: Phoenyx Slaughter
“I want to watch water drip from your pretty nipples. Spread your legs wider,” he instructs. He takes a lot of care and time washing my ass thoroughly. So much focused attention leaves me dripping wet, and not from the bath water.
When he’s satisfied, he helps me out of the water and pats me dry. “Come,” he says, taking my hand and leading me into the bedroom.
“Flynn, I know we talked about this, but I’m scared.”
He pulls me to him, wrapping me in his arms. My fingers trace the lines of the “Ella” tattoo over his heart.
His low voice vibrates through his chest into my skin. “I want you to enjoy it. If you don’t, we’ll stop.”
“I know. I trust you.” And I really do.
He leads me to the bed.
The corner of his mouth turns up, so I know he’s about to say something thoroughly obnoxious. “Ass up, baby.” His voice rumbles through me, turning my fear to excitement.
Once I’m positioned the way he wants on the bed, he takes his time rubbing oil into my skin, slowly working his way to my ass. “Don’t tense up,” he warns.
He kneads my ass cheeks and thighs so completely, I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been.
His hot, damp skin presses into my back as he kisses my shoulders, neck and back. His hands keep rubbing me to oblivion, finally delving between my cheeks, teasing the sensitive skin of my ass. A soft click sounds, and more slippery warmth dribbles over my ass, rolling down. I’m hyper-aware of each and every touch against my skin. Even his warm breath.
Slowly and steadily, he pushes one finger in, up to the first knuckle. “You okay, baby?” he asks.
“I think so.”
“Take a deep breath and let it out slow.”
I do as he asks, and more tension floats away.
“Can you take more?”
And he gives me more.
“Do you belong to me, Ella?”
“Yes.” Her automatic response makes me smile.
I’m still working my fingers in and out of her ass, twisting and stretching, opening her to me.
I lay a trail of kisses along her shoulder and up her neck and take her earlobe between my teeth. “Ready, baby?”
She answers with some sort of porno-girl squeal I’ve never heard from her before.
I think she’s into it.
Slowly and steadily, I guide my cock to her ass. One hand clutches her hip, holding her in place. She gasps as I push in. Beneath me, I feel her hand furiously working her clit.
“Yes,” she whispers breathlessly.
“Am I hurting you?”
She rests her cheek on the bed and looks back at me. Our eyes lock, and it’s like fucking fireworks. Corny as shit, but it’s true.
I push in again, and her lip trembles.
The thick head of my cock doesn’t clear her outer muscles as easily as I expected, and I need to push harder. “Relax, Ella.”
Christ. Whether it was from speaking or tensing up, her ass clenches down on me so hard I can’t breathe for a second.
So fucking good.
She gasps and squeaks, and I force my way inside. “Can you feel that, Ella? Feel my dick in your ass?” I ask as I grasp her other hip with my free hand
“Trust me, I feel you.”
I slap her ass for the sarcasm and she giggles. Balls fucking deep in her ass for the first time and she’s laughing.
God, I love this woman.
One of my hands moves from her hip, to stroke her lower back. I pull back a few centimeters and she whines. Gasps again as I push forward
My hands dig into her hips to stop myself. “Still okay?” I ask, my voice rough from slowly losing control.
One of her hands reaches back, spreading her cheeks. “Fuck, yes. Take me already.”