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)
Fuck, he’s so hard.
But he’s slow and cautious, taking his time to make sure my body’s ready for every inch.
He’s only getting started when he whispers, “Oh, yeah, even better than I imagined.”
“Ditto,” I confess, glancing over my shoulder. He wears a cocky smirk, like he knows what his cock is gonna do to me.
Then he gives me an inch.
And another.
I push my hips back, steadily working with him until there’s the jolt I’ve been waiting for, like he’s pressed a button attached to every nerve in my body, sending a rush from my pelvis to my face and fingertips. They’re fucking vibrating with life as he slides right along the spot, and I arch my back as I fall into the high, basking in the sensations he stirs until he’s buried deep, his hips resting against my ass.
He wraps his arms around me, tugging me close as he bites against my shoulder. “Jesus fucking Christ, Ash. You weren’t lying about how tight it is.”
I chuckle. “Are you proud of how fast I took you?” I ask, taking breaths as I adjust to that thick girth. “Are you impressed with your little stepbro for being able to handle a cock like that?”
“Very,” he breathes against me, and another jolt of excitement pulses through me.
We stay right there, perfectly still, my muscles relaxing for him, and he must feel I’ve eased up because he starts offering the subtlest of thrusts, which my body eagerly welcomes.
“How’s that?” Colin asks.
“Just right.”
I close my eyes, facing the wall, enjoying each rub up against that sweet spot, losing myself in the web of nerves radiating with pleasure and excitement.
“Better keep it down,” he whispers, and I realize I was moaning, as though it was only the two of us.
“Fuck, good call,” I say as he offers another thrust that makes my whole body tremble.
I reach up and place my hand on the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair, encouraging him as he speeds up. With each thrust, I can feel his hunger, his need, his body making up for that time I deprived him of.
“I’d feel worse for being cruel if you didn’t make it feel so damn good. Give it to me, Col. Give me what I need.”
He moves even faster, though I notice he’s keeping his hips from slamming into my ass and clapping—and possibly alerting others about what we’re up to. I firm my grip on the barbell bar, the rack trembling with each deep push.
“You’re just wishing someone would walk in and catch you taking my cock, aren’t you? Wishing they would see how good you are at this? See how fucking hot you look as you take it?”
My chest and cheeks radiate heat as I sneak a glance at the open door.
I grip the back of his head, turning to see him over my shoulder.
I’ve always known Colin was a sexy fuck, but seeing the desire in those serious blue eyes as he fucks me, that intensity in his expression as he really gives it to me, knowing he wants to do this for me… He looks like a fucking god.
His face carved from stone. That chiseled jawline.
That sexy mouth.
I lick my lips, and I’m tempted not to say my wish, but no more Step Don’ts. “Col, kiss—”
I barely get the word out before he lurches at me, taking my mouth. It’s his. He doesn’t let up drilling me as he fucks me with his tongue and cock, and my body’s never felt so alive. Every nerve on edge. The pressure mounting so goddamn fast.
We’re heat and thrusts and wet tongues, not even existing in time and space, just spiraling through a roller coaster of sensations.
But a sound catches my attention, and I freeze up.
Fuck.
Colin and I turn at the same time to the door, where someone stands. Holy hell. We should have been more careful, shouldn’t have gotten so lost in that kiss.
It takes me a moment to focus before I realize who it is. “Dax?” I ask, still with Colin buried inside me.
“Uh…sorry. I have to admit I did hear you guys back at Sigma Alpha, and I…well…I didn’t know if that was just dirty talk, but I thought maybe…and then I found you. And it was so hot, I just…fuck…maybe I read this all wrong.”
He’s so innocent in his awkwardness, and Colin and I are frozen in place, neither of us knowing how to react to this surprise.
“I’m just gonna…” Dax signals behind him. “Unless you guys need a lookout? No? Keep up the good work. Okay…I’m out.”
Wait. He heard us. Came to find us. He thought this was hot. And now he’s offering to be our lookout?
I glance at Colin, a wicked impulse shooting through me. No…no way we can do that.
But that mischievous smirk plays across Colin’s lips. He winks before turning to the door. “Hey, Dax?”