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)
“Colin, when I say, just take me,” I whisper. “Like a fucking wolf in the goddamn woods. Don’t hold anything back. Have your way with me, please.”
I don’t know why that sounds like I’m begging when it’s something I’m sure he’s game for, but he looks me in the eyes, his expression serious as he nods, like he gets how important this is to me.
I pump his cock with my ass a few more times, waiting for the right moment, glancing around at my audience, reading the anticipation in their faces.
Feels like a gut instinct, something in sync with them as I whisper to Colin, “Now.”
It’s like a tornado tears through. I’m moving with Colin and the room’s spinning before he’s got me on my back on the mat. I hook my legs around him as he seizes my wrists, pinning them out to the sides as he gives me his all.
His mouth shoves up against mine—tongue, teeth going wild as he growls into my mouth.
I only break from kisses to holler out my pleasure as he drills in just the right place.
This is what I wanted everyone to see. Colin’s fucking is all his desire and passion. He’s worshipping me with his all, and they’re free to enjoy watching what my body does to this man.
When he pulls back to give it even harder, I notice the guys at the door, two of whom I recognize from the show they were putting on in the neighboring room. Fuck, I was envious of them, and here they had to come and see what was up with us.
Colin tears into my hole like a sex beast, and my back arches.
“I’m about to—” he warns.
“Do it. I want you to come first. So I can have it in me when I shoot.”
He leans back as he drills, that fourth-quarter sweat just pouring off his bangs when he finally offers a series of jerks, his expression twisting up, assuring me he’s filling me up.
It’s all Colin deep in me. I’m fucking his now; he’s claimed me in a way no man ever has.
And I fucking love it.
“Oh fuck yes,” I say as he keeps thrusting. It’s driving me wild with his hands binding my wrists at my sides so I can’t end my agony with a stroke, but a powerful thrust from him takes me over the edge. I call out as my cum bursts from my cock, and I feel warmth streak across me, up to my chin.
Colin doesn’t let it stay there long as he laps it up, still fucking the cum out of me, and I can hear the gasps and “Holy shit!” as everyone gets to see what feels like a never-ending load, as I just keep shooting in ropes across my abs.
Colin’s lips are at my neck in no time, collecting some of the cum that shot up, and as he pulls out, he laps me up—surely everyone who’s watching thinking how fucking greedy it is for one man to drink up all of me for himself.
“Take it all, Col. Every drop.”
I lie still, reveling in satisfaction as he licks and nibbles, fucking worships every ounce of me for our loyal audience.
I was wrong about not belonging here. Feels like this is exactly where I belong.
On this floor.
Filled with Colin’s cum, with him eating mine off me.
With eager eyes taking it all in.
Blissed out and depleted, I could die in this moment, and I’m wondering how the fuck I could ever be happier than I am right now.
20
Colin
So…I think it’s time I acknowledge I’m hopelessly, head over heels in love with my stepbrother. Now that I finally see it, I realize it’s something that was likely always there. It’s in the way I’d always done anything for him, the way I love making him happy, and the way Ash can make me happier than anyone or anything else. For as long as I remember, if I had the choice to spend time with Ash or anyone else, he’s whom I picked. Being around him feels better than being around anyone else. The jealousy when certain people flirt with him should have been a huge red flag, but everything with us has always been so natural that I didn’t see it.
I always thought falling in love would be this big thing, this huge moment where everything shifts and the world around you changes, but with me and Ash, loving him feels like slipping under your favorite blanket on a cold day, like living in my own skin, so fucking normal that it’s like breathing. We’re always breathing, but most of the time it’s not something we pay attention to or even notice when we’re doing it, and that’s what it’s been like with us. Loving Ash has always been so easy, so instinctual, I can’t even recall when it started, when those feelings weren’t there.