Page 16 of My Italian Stepbrother

I pull her down to me to kiss her again, and it brushes against her. She’s soaking wet, and I’m more than ready to take her.

Brie wags her hips softly, teasing me while she rubs herself against my stiff tool. I growl as she stimulates all of the nerves in my body. I’m already strung so tightly.

“Are you ready, princess?” I ask her, desperate to be inside of her, to feel her, and finally take her.

“I’m ready, Daddy. I’m ready for you.”

I roll around and get off the floor, gently pushing her shoulders for her to lie back. Running a hand up her thigh, I pull her skirt off to reveal her to me completely. My breath catches in my throat as I watch her spread out before me.

“Tell me you’re all mine,” I demand as I gaze at her perfect, soft body.

“I’m all yours, Daddy,” she whispers and I lean down, covering her body with my own, hovering by her entrance. “I’m all yours.”

She’s so wet when I slide inside her, and tight. Inch by inch, I slowly penetrate her, allowing her body to adjust to me before pushing myself deeper. Her fingers are gripping my back, her nails digging into my skin.

I look at her to make sure she’s all right, and she nods her head, so I push myself further inside her. It's dizzying being so close to her finally. I’ve wanted this since the moment I first laid eyes on her, and it’s more rewarding than I ever imagined it would be. I slowly thrust inside of her, feeling her get more comfortable underneath me. She loosens her grip and moans softly while I make love to her.

Sinking myself deeper into her velvet wet depths, her body trembles, and pulsates around my cock. She rotates her hips, meeting my thrusts and almost sending me to the edge. I sit up on my knees, still inside of her, and lift her waist, pulling her closer to me while I pump faster inside of her. She cries out as her throbbing pussy spasms around me, and I hit release. I twitch inside of her, making slower, harder thrusts. My come spurts in waves, coating her walls.

Brie says my name over and over while I explode inside of her. Her body goes limp when she finishes, and I pull out of her to lie next to her on the floor. She turns and drapes an arm over my chest, looking up at me with glossy eyes. Our mouths meet again, and I grip her face tightly while I kiss her.

Brie is mine, now, and I just can’t get enough of her.

12

BRIE

Iwake up next to Benito under the covers on his bed. He must have carried me here after I fell asleep. Last night was perfect. It was everything I imagined my first time to be—even better actually, thanks to him.

It was surprising how gentle he was with me, how tender all of his movements were. I trace my fingers over his chest, admiring the tattoos and divots of his muscles. He wakes up with a sigh and yawns, looking down at me.

He pulls my chin so I’m facing him. He kisses me and smiles when he pulls away, running his fingers over my lips.

“Last night was amazing,” I say to him with a raspy, groggy voice.

“You’re so sexy,” he replies, his hands running up and down my body.

He turns to face me, and I know he woke up with a sizable erection. Benito starts kissing my neck, and I reach my hand down and softly rub his manhood. He inhales sharply as it hardens more in my hand.

Before we take things further, I hear a knock on the door of my room and freeze in place. I completely forgot about our parents. Everything about our time together felt so natural that it didn’t occur to me that I’d need to go back to my room.

“Go see who it is,” Benito whispers to me.

I run to the adjoined bathroom and grab a towel to wrap around my body. I take a deep breath before opening the door. When I do, I see it’s my mother again. She pushes the door open all the way and walks in.

“What took you so long? Can’t you hear me knocking?” she says before she even looks at me.

“Sorry. I was about to hop in the shower,” I lie. “What do you need?”

“I was just about to head out to the store. I wanted to see if you wanted to come. We can stop by the bookstore, maybe get some coffee if you want.” She looks at me with an eager expression and I smile back.

“That sounds great. Let me just shower and change, and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

She leaves my room, and I lock the door behind her before running back through the bathroom to Benito. He’s still in bed, his hard, thick girth jutting against his stomach. I shoot him an apologetic smile as I approach him.

“What is it?” he asks, disappointment lacing his voice.

“My mom wants me to go out with her, so I have to get ready real quick,” I say, biting my lip and looking down at him. I lean in and give him a big kiss, wishing I could stay there with him all day instead. “I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”

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