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He began to kiss my throat as he roughly yanked my jeans down. I gasped as the cool air hit my bare thighs and his fingers pulled down my panties, finding my soaked clit. He wasn’t wasting a single second.

“Oh shit,” I gasped.

“You’re soaking wet,” he said roughly into my ear. “You really were dreaming about my cock.”

“Was not,” I complained as he yanked my panties down farther.

His fingers resumed their work, rolling around my clit, sliding deep inside and back out, their strength working to send overwhelming waves of pleasure through my body.

“You really want to help me?” he grunted into my ear.

“What can I do?”

“Come on my fucking tongue.”

I took a deep breath. “How is that going to help?”

He pinned me harder against the tree, his fingers never stopping their mind-melting circles.

“I want to taste you.”

“You can do whatever you want,” I heard myself saying.

“Those are the magic words,” he said, grinning a stomach-turning smile.

It was almost like I watched from a distance as he dropped to his knees, yanking my jeans and panties all the way down around my ankles. He pressed his face between my thighs and began to lick along my clit, sucking and lapping me hungrily.

I couldn’t help but moan. I couldn’t stop myself, even if I wanted to. I was sitting up in the tree, high up above my body, rolling through waves of pleasure as his practiced and amazing tongue worked my soaked pussy.

His hands were strong against my ass and hips and I wrapped my fingers through his hair.

“Shit, Reid,” I gasped. “Is this what you wanted?”

He looked up at me. “Just a start. Just a little taste of what I want.”

I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting him take complete control of my body.

His tongue worked furious circles around my clit, sucking and licking, his tongue and teeth and lips all eating along my body. I could feel the orgasm building and I wanted it, needed it so badly.

I didn’t want to be regular old Rebecca anymore. I wanted to come on Climber’s mouth. I wanted to be his girl, to let him fuck me however he pleased. I wanted to help him get away from the mob and to get back on the cliffs.

I wanted to swallow his cock. I wanted to ride him slow and hard. I wanted to lick his abs and sleep curled up against his strong frame.

My hips worked and rocked as the orgasm began to build. He grunted as I moaned louder, my breasts pressed together as I gripped his hair, shudders running down my spine.

And then it hit me. The wave-like explosion overtook my mind and I was nothing but blank orgasm, coming on my stepbrother’s mouth, coming as Climber worked me, coming as Reid licked and sucked and nibbled my swollen clit.

I said his name over and over as it came through and washed over me. I couldn’t stand on my own, so he supported my weight as he kept working my spot.

Slowly, so agonizingly amazing and slowly, it began to subside. The orgasm washed over me and moved past. I slowly came back to myself as Reid gradually stopped working my spot.

He set me down. I was panting deep and holding on to the tree trunk for support, my head spinning. He rocked back on his heels and stood up, grinning at me.

“Just a little taste,” he said.

“Holy fucking fuck,” was all I could say.

“Let’s go home.”

He turned and started to walk away. I pulled up my panties and jeans, buttoning them as I caught up to him.

“That’s all you’re going to say?” I managed.

He looked at me sideways. “I don’t much feel like talking anymore.”

“You had plenty to say down there,” I mumbled.

“I’ll have plenty more to say later.” He stopped and pulled me against him. “Keep running your mouth and I’ll make you suck my cock until I come.”

“Okay,” I said, laughing. “Could be worse.”

He kissed me again and lingered for a second. Then we were walking together, back toward the house.

I was floating on a cloud. I had let Reid get me off, and I loved it.

I was giving in to my stepbrother.

I didn’t want to fight anymore.

He had made the choice. And that was all I needed.

Chapter Sixteen: Reid

 

 

T
he house was big and quiet at night as I lay in bed trying not to fall asleep. I could hear the wind whistle through the trees outside my window, and I imagined that I could hear Becca’s breathing through the wall.

That wasn’t true, of course. If it were, my mom and Jack would have heard her moaning every night for the past few nights, ever since I found her sleeping at the base of the tree carved with our initials. It was getting to the point where I had to keep my hand pressed hard over her mouth just to stifle the moans.

Which I couldn’t complain about. Frankly, I didn’t look forward to anything like I did about sneaking into Becca’s room and fucking her senseless.

I glanced at the clock. It was almost time. My dick was already starting to stiffen at the mere thought of her body rocking against mine, our skin moist with sweat as we worked each other to orgasm after orgasm.

I hadn’t been getting much sleep. And I was making damn sure she wasn’t, either.

As the clock finally rolled over to midnight, I slipped out of my bed and crept across my room. I pulled my door open, careful not to let it make any noise, and padded softly down the hallway. I paused briefly and listened to the house, making sure I didn’t hear the television still on downstairs.

I hated waiting so long, but we couldn’t risk seeing each other any earlier. Our parents had been in bed for a couple of hours already, but we needed to make sure they were fast asleep.

I couldn’t even imagine the conversation we’d have if her father ever caught my tongue lodged firmly between his daughter’s legs.

I stood outside of her door for a second, listening some more. I couldn’t hear any noise, and so I slowly turned the knob and pushed it open.

And my breath caught in my throat.

The room was lit by a single lamp, muted with a scarf she threw over the bulb. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, her hair teased up into a messy bun and her body pressed into this fucking black silky
thing
.

She looked amazing as I shut the door behind me, cock already rock hard. Her tits were pressed up high and her lips were pouty as a small smile played across her face.

“What do you think?” she said softly.

“Where did you get it?”

“Victoria’s Secret. Went yesterday.”

“Holy fuck.”

“So you like it?”

I walked over to her and took the bun of her hair in my hand. She gasped softly and smiled at me.

“I fucking love it, but let’s take it off now.”

She laughed and pushed me back slightly. I released her hair and she dropped down onto her knees, giving me this cute and seductive fucking look.

“Not just yet.”

“Fuck, Becca. Careful or I’m going to come right down your throat.”

She laughed softly as she yanked down my shorts, revealing my rapidly-stiffening dick. She made a pleased sound as she took it in her hand and began to stroke its length.

“Who said I’d mind?”

“Damn, college girl. When did you get so bad?”

“When you fucked me up against a tree.”

I smirked. “I have that effect on women.”

She reached around and smacked my ass. I laughed and she grinned, still stroking my shaft.

“Did you just spank me?” I asked.

“Don’t get fresh with me.”

I reached down and cupped her chin, my face inches away from hers. “Don’t forget who’s in charge here.”

“You are,” she whispered.

“Say it again.”

“You’re in charge.”

I kissed her softly on the lips. “That’s better.”

She never broke eye contact as she licked my shaft, root to tip. I grinned and leaned back as she slipped the tip past her lips and began to roll her tongue along its thick head.

Her mouth was warm and she sucked hard as her lips moved farther down my length, trying to take as much as she could. She rocked back, her hand grasping the base of my dick, as she sucked me slowly, her hand jerking my length. I grunted as pleasure and desire filled me.

“You look fucking perfect with my big dick in your mouth.”

She pulled back. “Is this what you like?”

“I could watch you suck cock for years.”

“Only years?”

“I could watch you suck my dick until the day I die.”

She laughed and began to suck me again, working me harder and faster.

“Are you trying to make me fucking come in that pretty mouth?”

Her response was to move faster, her hand working up along my shaft as her lips pulled hard. Her saliva built up and slipped down, a warm sensation around my balls, as she kept sucking. I watched her firm tits bounce, her hair bob, as her head and neck and mouth worked my cock.

I grunted and put my hands on the back of her head, guiding her mouth farther down my length. I wanted to fuck her pretty face, make her take my thick cock deep down her throat. I wanted to make her mine, to fill her up with my hot cum.

She moaned with my cock in her mouth as I pushed her farther down, moving my cock in and out. She let me fuck her like that, and after a few seconds I eased up, letting her pull back and take a deep breath.

“Fuck, Becca,” I grunted.

“You’re in charge,” she said, smiling and stroking my big cock. “Whatever you want.”

“Those are the words every man wants to hear.”

She laughed a little and teased the head of my dick with her tongue. “Anything, Reid. Anything you want.”

I leaned forward. “Suck that cock again.”

And then I pressed my dick into her mouth. She began to work my length with an intensity I didn’t know she had, clearly trying to get me off. I looked down the length of her body, at the smooth line of her spine, and wanted to fill up her pussy while grabbing her thick ass.

Instead, my phone started to ring.

I looked down at my shorts. Why the fuck did I bring my phone?

Becca moved back, still gently stroking my dick. “Should you get that?”

I grunted. “Fuck it.”

She smiled. “My mouth isn’t going anywhere. Could be important.”

With another curse, I leaned forward and snatched my phone from the pocket. I checked the caller ID and paused, my heart hammering.

“What’s up?” I said as I answered.

“You busy? I got something for you.”

“It’s late, Thom. Tomorrow.”

“Nah, man. Gotta meet tonight.”

I looked at Becca, concern spreading over her face. My dick was still hard as hell and covered in her spit and all I wanted was to take her back to bed and fuck her until she couldn’t think straight.

“You fucking asshole,” I growled into the phone.

“What crawled up your ass?”

“You’re interrupting something.”

Thom laughed. “Got some hot piece of ass there, Climber?”

“Where do you want to meet?”

“Drop site. Half hour.”

“Fine.”

I hung up the phone and flung it at the bed.

“What was that?” Becca asked, standing up.

“Thom. I have to go meet him.”

She frowned. “Right now? It’s late.”

“He made it seem important.”

“Is everything okay?”

I pulled my shorts back up, though my hard dick wasn’t showing any signs of relaxing.

“Probably. Not sure.”

“Can I do anything?”

I walked over and kissed her softly on the lips. “No. Stay here. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“I’ll be waiting up.”

I laughed. “Don’t wait up. You probably need the sleep.”

She frowned. “You don’t want to finish what we started?”

“Fuck, girl,” I growled. “Of course I do.”

“Then I’ll wait up.”

“Sleep. I’ll wake you.”

She sighed. “Fine. Just be careful.”

I grinned. “I always am.” Without another word, I slipped out of her room, my hard on pushing up against the mesh of my shorts. I stood with my back to her door for a minute, breathing deep as my dick slowly relaxed.

Blood diverted from cock to brain as I went back into my bedroom and changed. Just before I left, I grabbed my gun, slipping it into my jeans.

Just in case. I had no clue what I was walking into.

The night was quiet and cool. The car started on the first try.

––––––––

I
was nervous as I pulled into the place where we usually did the drug exchanges. I wasn’t used to being there in a car, and so the place looked a little spooky, like it shouldn’t have existed.

There was nobody else there. I checked the time on the dash and I was ten minutes late. Either Thom got nervous and left, or he was even later than I was.

I could feel my pulse ripping along at my throat. I was on edge, worried about why Thom had called me out here. If he had rolled over on me, then I had just walked right into a trap.

At least I got one last blowjob before I got a bullet in the skull.

And what a fucking blowjob it was.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard another car pull up next to mine. It took me a second to adjust, but I realized that it was Thom.

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