Stepbrother Aflame (8 page)

I climb up his lap and slowly sink down onto him. I throw my head back at the feeling of him filling me up.

“Now rock those hips, ride me,” he says. “Give your pussy what it wants.”

I move my hips forward, starting to ride him, burning with arousal and thrill. It takes me a minute, but I find my rhythm.

“Yeah, that’s it, gorgeous,” Zeth says, clamping his hands at my waist. I pick up the pace, bucking back and forth against him, until I’m close again. A hand moves to my ass, he grips my skin roughly, and I can tell he’s just as close. Convulses rip through my body and he tenses up, his head flying back as his body shakes.

Holy shit. I just had sex with my stepbrother and he gave me the best orgasm of my life.

I wake up to the best fucking feeling in the world. Addison is on my lap, her legs straddling my waist, with lust filled eyes. I blink a few times, making sure my brain isn’t deceiving me, and I’m having another wet dream about her. There’s nothing better than waking up to a girl ready to take your cock like it’s her favorite thing in the world.

I grin. Her blonde hair is a tangled mess, wrapped in a loose ponytail at the top of her head. Cascades of hair fall around her shoulders when I release it and throw the tie across the room. I knot her hair in my fingers.

“You want to start your day off with my cock?” I ask, trying to clear the sleepiness out of my voice.

My dick is already hard, ready to slide inside her heat and feel her sweet pussy again. I close my eyes, remembering last night. She rode my dick. My tongued tasted her. I can’t wait to get another fill.

“I think this means I do,” she says, a smirk spreading across that beautiful face.

“Then how about you put that smart ass mouth to use,” I tell her.

I’m ready to get her all riled up again. I remember how much dirty talk excited her last night, how she bursts with her orgasm, while I told her how fucking good she tasted, she felt. I wasn’t lying, either. Addison has the tightest and most delicious tasting pussy I’ve ever had.

I want to stop, ask her if she’s sore, but I can’t when her mouth slams into mine. I taste the mint toothpaste on her tongue. My hand wraps around her head, bringing her down closer to me. Her sweet mouth definitely isn’t as chaste as I thought.

She moans out in frustration when I push her away from me. She looks down at me in nervousness, but eases when I run my hands along her bare thighs. The silkiness of her skin brushes against my fingertips and I push my nails into it roughly.

She bites the corner of her lip, looking innocent as hell. I want to fuck that innocence straight out of her. I want to make her a bad girl, one who thrives to be fucked right and good.

“Take off your shirt,” I demand. She does as she’s told. “And lose the bra. If you come into my room again wanting my cock, you better not be wearing panties or a bra unless you want them ripped off your body.”

I’ve had girls complain about how much that shit costs, but I don’t like to wait. I don’t like dealing with the hassle of having to unsnap shit.

Her mouth falls open, giving me a glimpse of the tongue I’m dying to be wrapped around my hard cock. I know she’s never been talked to like that, and I know she’s getting off on it.

Her hips start to move, her pussy sliding against my cock over my shorts, and I palm her soft tits. They’re fucking perfect, fitting in my hands like they were made for me.

“How do you want it? Do you want to ride this cock again?” I ask, in excitement.

“From behind,” she says, her eyes looking away from me.

“Look at me when you say that. How do you want it?”

“I want you to fuck me from behind,” she says, her eyes penetrating mine. “Doggy style.”

I suck in a breath of surprise. Fuck yes. My favorite. There’s nothing better than gripping a girl’s hips, watching your dick slide in and out of her, and controlling how deep you go.

“Undress me,” I command.

She slides off of me, my cock already missing the feel of her, and bends down on her knees. Her hands grip the elastic of my shorts. They go down my legs slowly. I watch her as her eyes take in my hard cock in all of his glory in the morning air.

“No underwear?” She asks, arching a brow, and giving me a small smile.

“I was hoping you’d join me in bed this morning.” I can see the uncertainty on her face on what to do next. “What do you want to do with it?”

“What do you want me to do with it?”

This is you, baby. You call the shots. You can wrap that hand around it and stroke me. You can take it in between those hot lips of yours, which would feel fucking awesome, and lick me up and down.

I jump, my entire body flinching with delight, when her tongue snakes out. She licks the length of my cock once before opening her mouth and wrapping her luscious lips around the swollen head. My head falls back, reveling in the feel of her taking my dick in and out of her sweet mouth.

I grip her long hair in-between my fingers. “Just like that,” I say, giving her the pace I want by moving my hips up and down. “Have you ever sucked a cock before?” My voice is raspy, and I can tell I’m getting close to busting inside of her mouth.

She doesn’t pull away from my cock, just nods her head in response. She’s concentrating hard on giving it to me right. Fucking commitment. This girl will make a good fucking wife to someone.

I give her a tug to pull away, but she doesn’t move. She wants to finish me off. As much as I’d love to fill her sweet mouth with my cum, watch her swallow it down her throat, I need her pussy more.

I tug on her hair. My throat tightens when I lose her mouth, my cock already missing her. She feels weightless as I lift her up in the air. The bed dents in when I toss her on her stomach next to me. My knees slide against my sheets as I climb to the end of the bed. I wrap my arm around her back, pulling her up, and remove her panties in seconds.

The sound of me slapping her ass reverberates through the room, and her back straightens at the sting. I reach into my nightstand for a condom. I rip it open, and slide it on my hard, throbbing cock in seconds.

I never fuck without a condom
ever.
I use these fuckers religiously. As much as I crave what it feels like to fuck a girl raw, to feel it skin against skin, I’m not taking any chances of having a little Zeth running around this goddamn place.

“You have to be quiet,” I say, stroking her soft pussy. I can only imagine what kind of shit show would happen if her mom walked in on me ramming my cock into her sweet virgin daughter’s cunt. It would probably be the best story I could ever tell.

“They’re gone.” Her hourglass hips rock back and forth against my hand, wanting more, and I give it to her. She’s soaked, her warm juices dripping down the skin of my arm.

I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside of her. I use my knees to separate her thighs. My cock pulsates when I sink into her warmth, filling her up. I shudder, feeling suffocated by her walls, while I pump my hips.

I slam into her over and over. I’m losing control. Her head rolls back. I take this opportunity to slide a hand up her chest and cup her breasts. I roll a nipple between my fingers and my thrusts grow faster. She grips the sheets, holding herself up, as she takes every inch of my cock. She’s close. I know it. Thank God, because I’m about to lose it, too.

I pull out of her, smacking her ass hard again, and rip off my condom. I throw my head back, my chest shudders, and I bust all over her back. My body keeps convulsing. I can’t take my eyes off of my cum blanketing her skin. I rub it in, leaving evidence that I was there.

I shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong for me to be taking her pussy, fucking her into oblivion, when she’s in a weak state, on the rebound, but I don’t give a flying fuck. I’ll keep screwing her until she figures out what she wants. It definitely won’t be me.

I’ll give it to her good; let her have a taste of what it’s like to be with a bad boy. I’ll teach her every trick I know and guys will fall at her feet when I’m done with her.

And then I’ll be on way back to California, beaming with satisfaction that I ruined my dad’s perfect little family. Oh, and the perk of getting some good innocent pussy while being in this hellhole. I’ll go back home feeling like I’ve accomplished shit. Then I’ll move on with my life.

At least that’s what I’m trying to convince myself.

***

 “When were you going to tell me you’re fucking her?” Kelton asks, gesturing to Addison in the pool. We’re sitting in the basement looking through the patio door and watching her play in the pool with Rose.

My dad had sent me a text two days ago telling me that him and Melinda were going to be out of town for the week. I immediately called Kelton and told him this was the best time for them to come out, so he wouldn’t have to deal with their shit. Plus, they could stay here and not have to pay for a hotel.

Him and Rose got in this morning. Addison drove me to pick them up at the airport. They’re going to stay with us for the next two nights and then fly back to California. As soon as Rose spied the pool, she begged Kelton to let her get in. Addison didn’t mind taking her under her wing while I caught up with my best friend.

“What the fuck are you muttering about over there, dickwaud?” I ask, not looking away from her. My eyes can’t move away. She’s wearing the same black bikini she wore when we were out by the pool last time. My mouth is salivating. I’ve seen the girl naked, so I don’t know why seeing her in a bikini gets me all riled up.  But it does.

We’ve had sex four times since we first started, sneaking around as much as we can. Lucky for me, our parents never go downstairs, so we have some free reign around here.

“You’re fucking her. Admit it.”

I finally look at him as he plants his Chuck Taylors up on the coffee table with a shit-eating grin on his face as he waits for my answer. I was surprised Addison didn’t freak out when she first saw him. His shoulder-length blonde hair is pulled back in a bun, and he has more artwork on his body than I do.

“My dick hasn’t been anywhere near her.” I take a long chug of my beer.

“Right. I’m pretty sure you’ve been giving her your cock. And from the satisfied look on her face, it looks like you’ve been giving it to her good, too. You’ve broken the prude in the bedroom.” He leans forward and smacks me on the back. “That’s my boy.”

I give him a dirty look. “Keep your mouth shut. I’m giving her lessons, that’s it.”

Mists of his beer sprinkle across my bare arm when he spats it out. “I’m sorry, but did you say you’re giving her sex lessons? Like teaching her how to fuck?”

“She wants to learn how to be better in bed.”

“And you were all too willingly to be her teacher.”

His excitement boosts when he notices Addison walk through the door. Her hand is wrapped around Rose’s. Both of their hair is soaking wet and dripping onto the carpet.

“So Addison,” Kelton says, when they reach us. “How’s this hellion doing around here? Is he treating you okay?”

 “He has his moments,” she answers, looking at me in question. I subtly shake my head no, lying to her about him knowing about us. “But he’s not bad.”

“He’s not giving you any shit? Has he tried sleeping with you?”

He laughs when my fist smacks into his arm. Redness swoops over Addison’s cheeks.

“Kelton, quit harassing her and let her go play with your daughter,” I say, saving her from answering his question.

“Yeah, daddy, we’re playing right now,” Rose says, taking my side. I’ve always loved that little nugget.

“Wife her,” Kelton says, when they’re both out of earshot. I watch Addison grab Rose’s hand and jump back in the pool with her. She picks her up and tosses her through the air.

I snort. “Oh please, don’t start with that shit. You know I don’t do relationships. You’re the same way.”

“True, because I’ve never had the chance to be with someone like
her.
” He jerks his head towards Addison again. “She’s a different breed. She’s loyal. She’s a good girl. I can promise she’s not going to cheat on your dumbass. You don’t have to worry about how many of your boys she’s let hit it. That’s fucking hard to find these days.” He shakes his head. “Fuck, look at my baby momma. She’s a piece of work.”

“Nu uh,” I say, shaking my head. “Let it go.”

“If you don’t want her, then I’m going to go for it. Maybe she’ll move her ass to California. Rose needs a good step-mommy.”

I lean forward and ram my fist into his arm again. “Do you want me to break your fucking neck?”

His grin grows. “I knew you liked her, you dirty liar.”

“Do I think she’s sexy as hell? Yes. Do I enjoy giving her my cock? Fuck yes. Am I going to try to wife her up? Absolutely not. She’s too good for me.”

“Man, shut the hell up with that shit. You’re one of the best dudes I know.”

I laugh. “I doubt that. You only think I’m
semi-decent
because of the crowd we’ve been around. If you weren’t raised with me, you’d think I’m straight up trash.”

“She doesn’t look at you like that. She doesn’t see my daughter, you, or me as trash. She wouldn’t be out there with my little girl, your goddaughter, right now if she thought that. She looks at you. She gives you the look.”

I raise a brow, looking at him with arrogance. “The look?”

“The look that says she’s falling for you … or she’s already in love with you. Take it, don’t run from it.”

He’s blind. Pussy has always blinded Kelton. That’s why he has a kid and a crazy ass baby momma.

“I don’t keep pussy and you know that. As soon as my time is done here, I’m back home. I’m not worried about playing love games with her.”

***

I’m picking up coke cans and candy wrappers around the pool. Addison and Rose ran off to change out of their swimsuits and to order a pizza. I turn around when I hear someone kick a can behind me.