Page 23 of My Italian Stepbrother

He smiles and looks down at me with a small laugh. “I’m sure you can think of a way to make it up to me.”

He lifts the center console in the front seat of his car and spreads his legs a little wider. He smirks, daring me to back down from the challenge. I beam at him, unzip his pants, lower my head, and work on blowing his mind away.

17

BENITO

Brie’s beautiful, soft, plush mouth is inches away from my cock, and the naughty look she gives me goes straight to my member. She undoes my pants and pulls them down just a bit to release it and take it in her hands. She wraps her fingers around it, running her thumb along the pre-come.

I reach down, grab a handful of her hair, and pull it back so I can watch her as she takes me in her mouth. She licks my shaft, running her tongue along the side and making me clutch the back of her seat. She giggles, and I sigh when I feel her warm breath against it.

She kisses the tip softly, but the sensation of her plump lips on it drives me wild. She sticks her tongue out again and stares up at me before gently dragging it all the way up and down my cock, swirling it around the tip.

Her lips wrap around my girth, and I lean my head back as she bobs up and down, taking me deeper into her mouth. I grip her hair tighter and pull it while her mouth is full.

I reach my other hand over her to lift her skirt and rub her soft ass while she pleases me. I spank her twice, and she moans while I’m still in her mouth. I feel a soft vibration from the noise that makes it even more intense for me.

Brie’s panties are wet, so I pull them to the side and slip a finger inside of her. She yelps in surprise, but she eventually starts rotating her hips. Before I finish, I pull her head away from me, spit dripping from her mouth and landing on my pants.

I slip my pants all the way down and pat my lap for her to come and sit on it. She takes her panties off before straddling me, leaning her back against the steering wheel. Her fingers run through my hair while I bury my face in her cleavage, pulling the front of her dress down to expose her breasts.

She guides me inside of her and lowers herself onto my cock with a shiver, her eyes closed and mouth hanging open. I let her move her hips for a moment before grabbing her waist and slamming her down on me. She gasps loudly when I’m all the way inside her, her body already twitching.

I tightly grip her waist and lift her up and down, her breasts bounce in my face, and I admire them while Brie cries out with pleasure. Her pussy clenches around me, and I watch as she comes apart at the seams. Watching her face as she reaches the peak, I lose control, moaning her name when I finish inside of her.

She looks down at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and kisses me. I pull back, tip her chin up, and stare into her beautiful blue eyes.

“Brie,” I whisper, watching her eyes dilate, still with that post-bliss haze. “I love you.”

Her mouth curls up, beaming at me, and she tightens her arms around my neck. “I love you, Benito.”

My mouth crashes into hers, and I hold her body close. We manage to pull away from each other after a few minutes and start the drive home. Her panties are still on the floor of my car, and knowing she’s sitting next to me without them turns me on the way back, and all I want to do is pull over and have her again.

But I manage to control myself the rest of the way home.

“What are we going to do about our parents?” Brie asks me as we pull into the driveway.

I look at her and hold my hand out for hers. When she takes it, I drag her close to me again and kiss the top of her head before opening my car door. I get out, then she exits through her side. When she reaches me, we interlock our fingers.

We head inside together. The front door shuts behind us, and not long after we get inside, both of our parents walk to the living room.

“Where have you two been?” Angela asks before she sees us holding hands.

They freeze and stare at us for a moment. My father glares at me, and Angela covers her mouth with her hands, eyes wide from the shock.

“Listen, I don’t want to hear anything about it,” I start announcing while Brie looks up at me with worried eyes. “Brie and I are in love. I’ve known since the second I saw her.”

“Brie, this can’t,” Angela starts saying before she trails off.

“It’s true, mom,” Brie admits, her eyes bright and determined to stand up for us. “We’re going to be together.”

I lead Brie back to my room, leaving the murmuring of our parents behind us.

18

BRIE

It’s been three weeks since we first admitted our love, and now we say ‘I love you’ to each other every day. Being open about Benito is freeing. I don’t have to pretend to not like the things he does anymore. We haven’t disclosed much of what’s happened to our parents, but they’ve told us they’re not comfortable with it. At dinners, we sit across from each other, and they ask us not to tell them anything until they’re ready.

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