Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
I wet my lips before taking it in my grip and sliding my tongue along the side.
Colin moans as his hand rests on my head.
“Fuck, Ash,” he mutters as I continue teasing him with my tongue.
“Look at this kid,” I hear someone say outside, which only encourages me along as I continue working Colin’s shaft, sliding my tongue along the side, then sucking along it.
“Fuck, you’re killing me here,” Colin mutters.
Makes me feel like I have him right where I want him. Just getting this dick on edge so that the only thing on Colin’s mind is what he wants to do with it.
I slide the head into my mouth, running my tongue along the base of that cock as I open my mouth wider to take more of him.
I want to keep teasing him, but getting this much in, I become greedy, like I must get all of it in. I just go for it, gripping his ass cheeks as I demonstrate how far back I can take this thing. I want everyone to know I’m not an amateur with my stepbrother’s dick.
“You can’t do this to me if you want me in your ass too,” Colin warns.
I don’t just want him in my ass; I fucking need him in it.
I force myself to release his cock, licking along the base like I need to promise it—not Colin—that everything’ll be okay if it’s patient and waits to see where I plan to put it next.
Colin kneels in front of me, taking my mouth again, pushing up against me so our cocks thrust together, our hands wrapping around each other. When he pulls away, he whispers, “Put your legs around me.”
I rock back, putting my weight on my palms as I sit on my ass and do as he says. Once my legs are secured at his waist, he wraps his arms around me, lifts me up, and pushes to his feet.
“Fuck, yeah,” comes from the doorway.
Colin looks real damn proud of himself.
“Show-off,” I tease, which makes him grin.
He carries me to the rail along the wall, and as though we choreographed this, I reach back and grip on.
“You gonna be able to get in me like this?” I ask.
“Is that a challenge?”
“You know it is, Big Man.”
He smiles. “Keep these legs nice and tight around me. I got this.” He retrieves the lube from the pouch on the lanyard and starts to grab for the condom.
“Wait,” I say.
He stops, as if my words control his every movement.
A wicked thought has entered my mind, but the more I think about it, the more right it seems. “We both send each other our results after our STI panels,” I remind him.
“Yes…”
“So unless one of us didn’t share their last results or messed around with someone since then…”
His eyes widen. “You want me to fuck you raw?”
“Why do you keep using want when you know it’s more than that? I mean, we were talking about a boyfriendposal the other day.”
He licks his lips, and my body pulses with desire.
Now that I’ve said it, I’ll fucking die if he wants to have me any other way. Of course, if he prefers to use protection, I’ll respect that, but I love that I can read that expression and know we’re fucking done with condoms.
Not just tonight, but for-fucking-ever.
I tighten my legs around him while he pumps some lube onto his fingers, then slides his hand between us, massaging my hole.
I’m thinking about what it’s gonna feel like to have him in me, skin to skin…to feel that familiar sensation of him when he comes, but this time, without any barrier, just having him marking me, claiming me.
As he continues lubing me up, I relax against the rail, allowing myself to enjoy his tease before peeking at our growing audience. There must be at least fifteen guys out there now, and some are starting to crawl in to make room for the others, maybe get a better show for themselves.
When Colin’s fingers pull away, he gets some more lube for his cock, tucks the lube into the lanyard pouch, then maneuvers himself against my hole. He licks his lips, this determined expression on his face, like he’s on a mission now that he knows he gets to be inside me.
There’s that pressure as he slides the head in.
“Fuck yeah, give it to him,” someone mutters from nearby, echoing what I was about to beg for.
Colin’s lips twist up as he obeys, guiding himself in.
My body welcomes him, and I close my eyes, allowing myself to feel every fucking beautiful inch. “Just like that, Col. Take this fucking greedy hole.”
I don’t know what the hell is coming over me, but between what we’re doing and feeling Colin inside me like this, I’m so fucking hungry for him to be buried in me already.