My Stepbrother's Rules: The Complete Series (Steamy Stepbrother Romance) Read Online Free
Author: Lila Moore
this way. I felt like I was in the presence of a stranger. Not that I minded. This new Alex was exciting and dangerous.
He ran the crop between my breasts, tracing their curve. With a quick flick of his wrist the riding crop snapped against my chest. The pain was quick and sharp like a bee sting.
A second blow took my across my lower breasts. My nipples turned hard and rosy. I was breathing hard and moaning; I was having a hard time staying in control. I writhed against the cross, shaking it. For a hair-raising second, I thought the cross would tip over with me attached to it.
“Are you going to cum?” Alex asked.
I stared at him blankly. It was a question I never imagined leaving my stepbrother’s lips. He whipped me again and again with the riding crop.
“When I ask you a question, answer.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He put his hand between my legs and massaged my clit.
“Cum for me, but only when I say.”
What he was asking felt impossible. I was already on the verge of climaxing. Alex dropped to his knees before me and buried his face in my pussy. The vulgarity of it shocked me. Here I was tied to a cross, covered in lash marks while my stepbrother ate me out. It was beyond surreal.
His tongue flicked across my clit and slid inside me. I was on the brink of cumming, but I didn’t want to disappointment him. I tried to delay release as long as I could.
Alex wasn’t deterred by my internal struggle. His tongue slid inside my pussy, exploring every inch of me. He groaned with pleasure as his thick tongue tickled my clit.
It was almost too much. The safe word was on the tip of my tongue.
Suddenly, Alex untied the restraints around my ankles and rose before me. He then grabbed my legs behind my knees and wrapped them around his waist.
We were face-to-face. I stared deeply into his eyes. Alex drew out the moment. His cock bulged hard against the inside of my thigh. There was a question in his eyes as if he wondered if this was a step too far.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered.
Alex unzipped his pants. Slowly, as if he might break me, he entered me.
I squeezed him between my legs. He moved inside me in a methodic, controlled rhythm. It was amazing and maddening all at once. The way he took his time with me was impressive and confounding. How did he do it?
He started to thrust into me hard. I was losing control. Alex could sense it.
“Cum for me now,” he said.
Maybe it was the competitive part of my personality, or the fact that I wanted us to cum at the same time, I’m not sure, but I held out a bit longer.
He pumped into me quickly. Was he losing control or was this by design? It was impossible to tell. My pussy tightened and stretched under the force of his thrusts. The orgasm I’d been keeping at bay broke free.
“I’m cumming…” I whimpered.
Alex groaned; his face twisted with pleasure. He came inside me just after I’d finished. If this was a competition, he’d won.
Alex dropped his head, taking a moment to catch his breath. He lowered my legs to the ground and removed my arm restraints. As he untied me, he kept an arm around my waist, anticipating that I’d need help. He was right. As soon as I was free, I collapsed against him.
Alex cradled me in his arms and ran his fingers through my hair. I basked in the warmth of his body. He smelled clean and inviting; I could have stayed in his arms forever.
There was a knock at the door. Alex looked annoyed. He helped me over to the spanking bench. I sat down and waited for what came next. My head was swimming. The orgasm that had torn through my body left me feeling high. I was nothing short of euphoric.
I watched Alex walk to the door. He opened it a crack. A girl on the other side slid a package through. Alex shut the door and returned to me. It was then I saw he held my clothes. He helped me into my dress and boots. I felt like a child as he dressed me.
The haze in my brain started to clear. My thoughts returned to my exposé. There was so
He ran the crop between my breasts, tracing their curve. With a quick flick of his wrist the riding crop snapped against my chest. The pain was quick and sharp like a bee sting.
A second blow took my across my lower breasts. My nipples turned hard and rosy. I was breathing hard and moaning; I was having a hard time staying in control. I writhed against the cross, shaking it. For a hair-raising second, I thought the cross would tip over with me attached to it.
“Are you going to cum?” Alex asked.
I stared at him blankly. It was a question I never imagined leaving my stepbrother’s lips. He whipped me again and again with the riding crop.
“When I ask you a question, answer.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He put his hand between my legs and massaged my clit.
“Cum for me, but only when I say.”
What he was asking felt impossible. I was already on the verge of climaxing. Alex dropped to his knees before me and buried his face in my pussy. The vulgarity of it shocked me. Here I was tied to a cross, covered in lash marks while my stepbrother ate me out. It was beyond surreal.
His tongue flicked across my clit and slid inside me. I was on the brink of cumming, but I didn’t want to disappointment him. I tried to delay release as long as I could.
Alex wasn’t deterred by my internal struggle. His tongue slid inside my pussy, exploring every inch of me. He groaned with pleasure as his thick tongue tickled my clit.
It was almost too much. The safe word was on the tip of my tongue.
Suddenly, Alex untied the restraints around my ankles and rose before me. He then grabbed my legs behind my knees and wrapped them around his waist.
We were face-to-face. I stared deeply into his eyes. Alex drew out the moment. His cock bulged hard against the inside of my thigh. There was a question in his eyes as if he wondered if this was a step too far.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered.
Alex unzipped his pants. Slowly, as if he might break me, he entered me.
I squeezed him between my legs. He moved inside me in a methodic, controlled rhythm. It was amazing and maddening all at once. The way he took his time with me was impressive and confounding. How did he do it?
He started to thrust into me hard. I was losing control. Alex could sense it.
“Cum for me now,” he said.
Maybe it was the competitive part of my personality, or the fact that I wanted us to cum at the same time, I’m not sure, but I held out a bit longer.
He pumped into me quickly. Was he losing control or was this by design? It was impossible to tell. My pussy tightened and stretched under the force of his thrusts. The orgasm I’d been keeping at bay broke free.
“I’m cumming…” I whimpered.
Alex groaned; his face twisted with pleasure. He came inside me just after I’d finished. If this was a competition, he’d won.
Alex dropped his head, taking a moment to catch his breath. He lowered my legs to the ground and removed my arm restraints. As he untied me, he kept an arm around my waist, anticipating that I’d need help. He was right. As soon as I was free, I collapsed against him.
Alex cradled me in his arms and ran his fingers through my hair. I basked in the warmth of his body. He smelled clean and inviting; I could have stayed in his arms forever.
There was a knock at the door. Alex looked annoyed. He helped me over to the spanking bench. I sat down and waited for what came next. My head was swimming. The orgasm that had torn through my body left me feeling high. I was nothing short of euphoric.
I watched Alex walk to the door. He opened it a crack. A girl on the other side slid a package through. Alex shut the door and returned to me. It was then I saw he held my clothes. He helped me into my dress and boots. I felt like a child as he dressed me.
The haze in my brain started to clear. My thoughts returned to my exposé. There was so
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