Page 29 of Puck My Stepbrother (Pucked and Possessed #2)

QUINN

“ G et over here,” I told Jeff.

He smiled and scooted up beside me on the couch. When he threw an arm around me, I smiled back. Then I took his hand and placed it squarely on my crotch so he couldn’t mistake my intentions.

“Quinn,” he laughed, “what are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m going?”

Though he didn’t answer, I knew he understood exactly what I wanted. It was all part of the dance that took you from Point A to Point B when it came to being frisky. Problem was, I’d never been so direct in all the time I’d known him. In fact, I’d been timid.

I’d considered doing something like this when he’d come over to the house, but thought it seemed kind of dumb.

After all, I’d chickened out of doing this once already.

Plus, it could fail epically. Like, what if I had another situation like the one at his house?

That would embarrass me beyond belief. But when I looked at Jeff right now, admiring the face that’d stolen my heart, I couldn’t help myself.

Jeff squeezed my crotch, rubbing it, but stayed somewhat reserved.

Then he kissed me deeply, like he’d waited for this moment forever.

He lowered me onto the couch, slithering on top of me.

His tongue dove deep into my mouth, comingling with mine, before he kissed my neck deeply.

Then he shifted downward, rubbing his face against my chest before unbuttoning my shirt.

I felt myself growing hard already, the perfect sign that everything would work out the way it was supposed to.

Jeff unbuckled my belt and lowered my zipper.

Then I lifted my ass off the couch as he helped me out of my jeans.

He stroked my member through my underwear before pulling them down, letting my hard cock spring free.

Jeff paused, smiling at my dick the way you would at a steak dinner. He practically licked his lips.

“Help yourself,” I said.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

When he wrapped his fingers around my cock, taking it deep into his mouth, I thrust my head back, running a hand over Jeff’s shoulder. God, his warm, wet mouth felt better than I’d imagined. His head bobbed up and down and my mouth dropped open as I was thrown off guard by the immense pleasure.

He sucked me slowly and deliberately, allowing me to feel every last bit of his perfect mouth. Then he sped up suddenly, making me groan. Tension below my waist mounted and my breathing quickened. If he kept this up, I would come for sure.

“Wait, wait, stop,” I said.

“What’s the problem?”

“I’m going to come.”

“That’d be a good thing, wouldn’t it?”

“Of course it would be, but I need to hold off. I want you to fuck me first.”

His eyes widened like I’d finally spoken the words he’d waited forever to hear. Still, I spotted a hint of concern in his eyes, too. He glanced around the room as if searching for something, but I didn’t know what.

“Right here?” he asked. “Right now?”

I nodded, flashing him my naughtiest smile.

“Are you sure that’s such a great idea?”

“Sure, why wouldn’t it be?”

“I dunno, Quinn. What if Levi walks in on us?”

“No one’s home.”

“I know, but what if that changes? You know what I’m talking about. It’s like your stepbrother magically shows up at the worst possible times.”

Of course he did. No one knew that fact better than me.

And Levi walking in on us would have consequences.

You know, aside from embarrassment and awkwardness.

But something about the idea excited me.

Seriously. Part of me actually hoped he would catch us.

More than the usual risk, the idea that Levi would walk in on Jeff and I making love on the couch thrilled me.

It would add an exclamation point to the message I’d already sent him.

Levi didn’t own me. I really was with Jeff, and the sight of us fucking would rub it in.

“I know he does,” I said, “and I don’t care.”

“You’re saying you want to do this even with the risk?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe.”

Jeff paused, looking like he needed to think it over. When I pulled a small bottle of lube from my pocket, he smiled, signaling the end of his thinking.

“I see you came prepared,” he said. “How about condoms?”

I shook my head.

“I want to feel all of you inside me,” I said.

Jeff looked like he might croak with excitement.

He’d finally seen my wilder side, and he seemed to like it.

He unbuckled his belt, pushing his pants and underwear down together, making his hard-on spring free.

I squirted a dollop of lube into my hand to grease my ass, then passed the bottle to Jeff.

Once ready, he climbed back onto the couch, pushed my legs back, and entered my ass slowly and deliberately.

It seemed like he’d done this plenty of times, and I didn’t feel disappointed not to be his first.

Once he was completely inside me, he paused, letting me feel him completely.

Then he pointed his ass up, driving his cock deep into my hole.

He kept my legs pinned back so my knees practically touched my shoulders as he kissed me deeply, his tongue entering my mouth again.

It felt nice, even if it wasn’t exactly what I would’ve gotten from Levi.

His cock wasn’t as big, his hands weren’t as powerful, and I didn’t have anywhere near the same body weight bearing down on me.

So far, we hadn’t been caught. I would’ve thought my stepbrother-to-be would’ve been spying on us, ready to interrupt at the worst possible time. Still, I figured Levi would return home from hockey practice sooner or later.

Sweat broke out on Jeff’s forehead as he continued to fuck me hard and deep. Then he slowed down, pacing myself, and I freed myself from my current position. I pushed him down onto the opposite end of the couch, climbed onto his hips, and sat down on his throbbing cock.

“Fuck, yeah.” Jeff bit his lip, looking more determined than ever as he grabbed my sides and thrust his hips, hammering me at the hardest and fastest pace he could. I worked my own hips into the action, riding him, meaning to feel every last bit of his man meat.

I pressed my hands to Jeff’s chest, running them up and down his pecs, and heard his breathing pick up. My own tension mounted, growing more intense by the second. I was going to come, and this time there would be no stopping my surging orgasm.

When I clamped a hand down onto my cock, a few quick jerks brought forth several spurts of cum.

The first few streaked up Jeff’s chest and neck.

He laughed when some of it landed on his face.

Then his expression turned determined as he fucked me at his hardest and fastest pace, his face reddening.

I knew he would soon explode. He wore an almost shocked look as he pulled out of my ass, grunting.

Within seconds, I felt several shots of warm cum strike the back of my leg.

He kept grunting, groaning, and twitching, like he wanted to squeeze every drop of cum from his cock.

I lay naked and sweaty with him on the couch after, savoring every last moment of this. I hoped Levi would walk in and find us in the aftermath.

“Was it worth the wait?” I asked.

“Of course it was.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t do this sooner.”

“Doesn’t matter. I wasn’t going to rush you.”

That was the difference between Jeff and Levi. Jeff understood boundaries and would never pressure me into anything. And Levi…well, I knew what he was like.

When I rolled off the couch, Jeff sat up and we started dressing. I heard a key turn in the front door. Evidently, Jeff heard it too, as he became instantly alert, stumbling to pull his pants up as quickly as possible.

I took my time getting dressed. When I’d told Jeff that I didn’t care if Levi walked in on us, I really meant it.

“What are we going to do?” Jeff asked.

“We’re just going to go up to my room. No need to panic.”

He rolled his eyes as if to ask how anyone wouldn’t panic in our position.

I took his hand and we walked toward the stairs, finding Levi waiting at the bottom of them.

My stepbrother-to- be stared at both of us for a moment.

Doubtless he’d noticed our wrinkled clothes and the exertion still fresh on our faces.

He said nothing about it, but sometimes the words one doesn’t say speak the loudest.

“Getting home a little late, aren’t you?” I asked Levi.

“No, I’m home the same time I always get back from practice.”

My stepbrother-to-be obviously didn’t detect my hidden message.

If he’d shown up even five minutes earlier, he would’ve caught Jeff and me in the throes of passion.

That moment told me that I’d defeated Levi.

No, wait, I’d conquered my own hang-ups.

Accomplishing that meant I wasn’t beholden to my old bully anymore.

“You guys going out someplace?” he asked.

“No, I think we’ll go up to my bedroom now.”

I wiggled my eyebrows at him as if to suggest we were heading up there to enjoy round two. His eyes stayed fixed on us as we climbed the stairs, but they no longer held any power over me.