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 search around to make sure no one is close, but then give him my attention. He is…fuck, he’s so goddamn hot—dark hair swept over his forehead, firm, sexy body, pecs I want to bite and taste.
“Shoot on me. Let me see how much you want me. Let me feel the hot splash of your cum on my skin.”
For a moment I feel like I’m deprived of oxygen. I get dizzy, orgasm teetering on the edge, but then it has been since my first taste of Ash’s cock. I’m going to be a goddamned fiend for it from now on.
The thought of it shoots straight to my balls, nuts drawing high, vision blurring while I’m swept under a surge of pleasure that makes me feel like I’m shattering apart. “Oh fuck!” I say as the first spurt hits his thigh. Another one, then a third swiftly follow, painting Ash’s pretty skin with the proof of what he does for me.
“No one has ever made you shoot that hard.”
“No.” I shake my head. “Fuck. I’m dead. I don’t even know if I can get dressed.” I collapse onto the seat beside him, one of Ash’s legs behind me. “Is it possible to come so hard you die? If anyone can make me do it, it’s you.”
Ash chuckles, but I’m serious, and I do think part of it is because of our bond. There’s this connection that twines me and Ash together on this level I don’t think anyone would understand, that I don’t think is possible with anyone other than us.
“Well, I hardly think it’s fair that you got to taste me and I didn’t get to taste you. Let me taste you, Col.”
My dick twitches again already as I scoop cum onto my finger and bring it to his lips. Ash sucks it into his mouth. I do it again, and let me just say…seeing him eat my jizz off my fingers is hands down one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen in my life.
“All clean,” I say, grabbing his clothes and handing them to him. He has to move so he’s facing the front. We’re quiet as we get dressed, and I can’t help wondering what he’s thinking. Does Ash regret it? But no, not a part of me thinks he does. I know him too well, know us, and while yes, this was a really big deal and we might need to work through it, neither of us will regret it.
Just as he finishes pulling his pants up, a car pulls in beside us. He lets out a soft moan.
“You wish we got caught!” I say, cluing in.
“After everything that’s happened recently, this surprises you why?”
He has a point. “You’re right. My mistake. I’m not surprised at all.”
“Makes you hot too.”
I push down on my already swelling cock. “Sometimes it’s not easy having someone know me so well. You’re still gonna drive, right?”
“I was thinking you might want to drive,” Ash replies.
“I mean, I’m game. I have a whole extra year of experience, so you need to try and catch up.”
A few hours ago we both wanted to drive to our parents’ house, and now post-orgasm, neither of us does. We burst into laughter, the way we always do with each other, the way we only do with each other.
“I’ll drive,” Ash says. “Gotta reward my big bro for being so good for me.”
My skin tingles. “Yes. That. More of that, please.”
We get out of the car and climb back into the front, where I take a blissful nap.
“Wake up, sleepyhead.” Ash brushes the back of his hand against my cheek, making my eyes flutter open.
“Oh, are we home already? Sorry, I was sleeping so fucking good.”
“Asshole.” He winks.
“Don’t be jealous that I got a post-nut nap and you didn’t. I think we should do this more often—find some random place to get off, and then you can drive me around afterward while I sleep.”
“Yeah, and maybe I’ll kick you out of the car next time.” We get out and meet at the front of the vehicle. “I love that we can joke about what we did,” Ash admits.
My heart does this strange stumbling thing. “Me too. I also really, really like what we did.”
Ash leans against the hood. “Did you like it for you or more for me?”
I ponder his question. I can see why he’d ask. So many of my thoughts have always circled around Ash. “I liked it because of both of us. It’s hot. You’re hot. I keep wanting more of you. I think you’re underestimating the effect you’ve had on me since I watched you jerk off. Doing it where we could get caught gave it an extra layer of naughtiness, and while I might not have known this about myself before, I really get off on it. But I must admit that a part of me gets off on it more because I know what it does to you. You’re my new sexual fantasy.”