Page 13 of Jealous Stepbrother (Jealous & Possessive #4)

Surprise freezes her movement.

“Finish undressing me.”

She nods, sits back on her heels and takes my shoes and socks off. Then the pants. Freed from restrictions, I spread my thighs wider and crook my finger at her. “Let’s take this up a notch, yeah?”

Immediately, she shuffles back and wraps her hands around me, and something eases in my chest.

Deep inside I know this is what I’ve wanted all along. What I’ve waited weeks, years for. For her to touch me, suck me, fuck me, want me, of her own free will.

I let her pump and stroke me for another minute.

“I need your mouth now, Scarlett,” I rasp.

A flash of uncertainty wavers over her breathtaking face.

Then she slowly lowers her head. A tentative lick. My fists bunch. Another that drives stars across my vision. Then she sucks my crown into her mouth.

“ Jesus Fucking Christ. Again!”

She repeats the motion. Then again. Harder still, until she gets the hang of what makes me hiss and growl.

And I don’t need to remind her.

Her beautiful bottle-green eyes find and fix on mine, knowing what I want from our episodes in her bedroom.

From those times when I wonder what the hell I’m waiting for and storm into her room just to hear her recount that single most life-changing moment of my life.

To haveherstaring up at me as she lets me fuck her plump and perky tits until I drain my sacs like a wild animal.

Sultry eyes, drowsy with power and desire, drink in my reactions as she pops me out of her mouth, then slides her pink tongue over my veined cock from root to tip and back again.

My balls scream in agony and I have to fight through the red haze of delirium before I regain a modicum of control.

Time to regain some of that power.

Dropping one hand, I slide my fingers to the back of her skull, cup her nape firmly.

Apprehension weaves over her face and she’s almost tentative when she takes me back inside her warm, clever mouth.

“Jesus, you’re already so good at this, aren’t you?” At her tiny hum, I breathe in deep. “Take me deeper now, baby,” I grunt.

She blinks. Then widens her mouth before straining to add another inch.

“More, baby. Deeper .”

Scarlett whimpers, tries again.

My thumb nudges her chin, then down to her throat,massagesit for a moment. “Relax this pretty throat for me. Take a deep breath and let your brother in,” I coax.

She shivers, as I knew she would. But she obeys.

And I nudge her head down, down, down, until my crown nudges the soft membrane attheback of her mouth.

She gags. I don’t let up. I fuck my baby stepsister’s face, groaning through the waves of pleasure. Watching her face turn pink. Pinker.

I release her with a shout and she pops off my cock, coughing and sucking in oxygen. But her eyes are drugged with pleasure and she’s already licking her wet lips, then parting them eagerly.

“Want more?”

Her head bobs up and down.

I tighten my holdonher hair, direct her mouth where I want it. She takes me in again, immediately relaxing her throat, taking another inch, then another, then— fuck!

“Look at you, my scarlet goddess, kneeling at my feet while you gag on my cock.”

She makes a gurgling sound.

“Hands off, baby,” I bark. “Use just your mouth now.”

Her hands leave my shaft, but her little nails dig into my thighs, using me to leverage herself onto my throbbing pole.

Lost, knowing I’m about to come harder than I ever have, I shove all ten fingers into her hair. I lose all semblance of cool as I fuck her face. “You love this, don’t you? Feel giddy and powerful as you let your brother fuck your pretty face, as you gag yourself on his fat cock?”

Another gurgling, humming sound that sends seismic quakes up and down my spine.

“Fuck! I’m gonna come, Scarlett. Are you ready to drink me down? Because this four-year load isn’t going anywhere else but down that throat and into that cute little tummy.”

Her nails dig in harder and I’m convinced she’s decided breathing is for the birds.

Becausewithher tear-filled eyes rolled up to mine and her bruised pink lips wrapped tight around my engorged dick, she moans long and deep.

And I lose my fucking shit.

Roar like a primitive beast as I wedge my cock deep in her throat and spew everything I’ve kept safe and warm and necessary for her.

She gags some more.

I pullbackfor the fraction of a second she needs to suck in much-needed air before I press back in, unload another batch of seed into her waiting, frantically working throat.

She does her best, bless her, but it’s too much. It escapes from the corner of her mouth, and I watch cum drip downher chin .

Of course, the sight of it only urges my balls to drain every last drop they possess, eager to feed her. To sustain this obsession and insanity.

I pulse and jerk and curse until I can’t think straight.

Then I loosen my grip, ease her off.

She makes a mewling sound of protest but then eagerlyacceptsthe spill I collect with my thumb and feed back between her lips. She licks my digit, then her mouth. And she swallows. All without taking her eyes off mine.

And holy mother of all holies, I slide deeper into my obsession with my sister.

Still gripping her hair, I straighten in the chair and angle her face, then wrapping my other hand around her throat, I kiss her long and deep, not caring one iota that I’m tasting my spend on her lips, on her tongue.

I stroke her tongue with mine, tangle and suck on the tip until she’s quivering and moaning. Her hand is gripping my arm when I ease back.

“You did so good, baby sis. See how hard I came for you?”

A blush climbs into her face and fuck if she isn’t the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. And a sucker for a compliment. “Yes.”

“And did you enjoy that?” I search her face, for what I don’t know.

Okay, maybe I do know.

Call me nuts but I feel my stepsister eagerly sucking my dick is great progress for us. One giant step closer to making her mine.

It’s no big deal if I have to keep up the pressure on the journey to owning her completely but I need to know I wasn’t imagining this breakthrough.

So when she gives a shy nod and says “Yes, Asher,” several muscles ease in my belly.

Do I think the fight is by any means over?

Fuck no. Scarlett is stubborn and feisty.

No surprise that she lives up to her name. But I’m no fucking slouch when it comes to pursuing what I want. But since she’s made what I want next so much easier with her simple admission, I smile.

Watch her eyes widen as she tracks it.

Right before I stand and yank her over my shoulder.

“Asher!”

I smack her ass, smile wider when I feel it bounce against my cheek.

Her hands grab my waist to steady herself and I can see her twisting to see where we’re headed.