Page 12 of Stepbrother Obsessed

Something comes over me then, and it’s because of the electricity in the air between us. My pulse is thrumming through my veins and my body heats. I’ve wanted this man fortwo years, and he’s finally here with me, alone in a room. I can’t resist the temptation and I smile coyly once more.

“It hurts on my thighs,” I murmur, spreading my knees just a bit as Nick kneels before me. “I think I twisted something.”

His big body is completely still, and the air vibrates between us. What is he thinking? He must know this is a ploy to get his hands on me.

But then Nick moves, his chin jerking slightly.

“Where on your thighs?” comes his deep voice.

I spread my legs even wider, the hem of my pink dress riding up.

“Up here,” I invite in a whisper, waiting for his touch. “Help me, doctor.”

Nick’s still for another moment as my pulse pounds in my ears. Oh my god, have I totally humiliated myself? If he gets up and leaves, I’m going to melt into a heap of embarrassment. Heck, if the Earth opens up and swallows me at this very moment, I wouldn’t mind.

But the alpha male wants me too, and he takes the bait. His big hands settle on my knees, gently pushing them even wider.

“Tell me if it hurts,” he rasps in a low voice, his dark head still bent. “I’ll stop if it does.”

Then, those huge, warm palms begin sliding up the insides of my thighs. I mewl helplessly because it feels so good. His touch is magical, and goose bumps break out because I’ve wanted him for so long, and it’s finally happening. He’s here, and we’re together.

“Here?” he asks hoarsely, looking up at me for a moment. His hands are midway up my thighs now, my pink skirt pushed up so far that my pussy almost shows. Almost, but not quite.

“Further,” I whisper, breasts trembling as the huge man nods. Then, his hands slide up even higher so that the material of the skirt is bunched up around my hips as the outline of my bare cunt peeks out from beneath the hem.

“Fuck baby,” Nick rasps, those blue eyes glued to the glistening lips. “You didn’t wear panties today. What a bad girl.”

My heart’s beating so hard that it feels like it’s going to explode out of my chest.

“No, I didn’t,” I mewl. “But it’s for you, Daddy. It aches there, and I need you to take care of it.”

Nick can’t tear his eyes from my swollen folds. One thumb reaches out and he gently caresses my clit, niggling the sensitive bud as I let out a pleasured gasp.

“Do you need me to kiss it better?”

I nod slightly, biting my lip.

“Yes, Doctor. Please do.”

Nick’s silent and unmoving for another moment, the tip of his thumb rubbing lazy circles around my clit as he watches the aroused reaction of my body. But then he lets out a low growland dips his head before plundering the moist folds of my pussy. His tongue is out as he laves between my legs, tasting the nectar of my cunt while moaning with hunger.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “It’s even sweeter than I remember.”

What’s sweeter? Is he talking about my pussy juices? Oh my god, he must be, and in reaction, my cunt gushes once more, flooding his mouth with another dose of honey.

“Yes!” I manage in a reedy voice, my head falling back as my eyes close. “Right there, Doctor. Mmm, yes! It feels so good!”

Nick merely sucks hard on my clit before lapping at the tender nub.

“I’ve dreamed of you, Kristie,” he moans. “So much and now you’re finally here. Oh fuck, baby, I need you.”

I’m insensate already. It’s only been a few moments, and yet I’ve given myself fully to this man once more. The world has shrunk until there’s nothing left except his hands, his mouth, his tongue, and his incredible caresses to my most vulnerable spots.

“Mmm!” I gasp again as he bites my clit before soothing the sting with a rub of his tongue along the underside. “Oh my god!”

Nick chuckles low in his chest.

“You like that, sweet girl? I remember how you had such a filthy cunt, and how only Daddy’s hard fucks could make the ache go away.”

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