My Future Stepbrother

Chapter 59

We sit there on my childhood bedroom floor just holding each other. I let the minutes wash by just listening to his heartbeat return to a normal rhythm.

As his breath returns I pull myself from laying in his arms to straddling his hips. My dress pools around us like a cherry shade puddle.

I lean in to rest my head against his but he takes hold of it and smashes his lips against mine in a kiss. His tongue grazes my own before becoming aggressive in his fight for dominance over me. I think I’ve had too much control for his liking.

I weave my hands into his hair and relax into his hips as the passion in the kiss intensifies.

He suddenly stops as my skin makes contact with his.

“Lee you’re so fucking wet.”

I smirk. I know how me being this wet whilst touching him must be turning him on. I lower my hips into him until my wet pussy is in direct contact with his dick. I start to grind my clit against him and the feeling is exhilarating.

His arms wrap around me, keeping me in this position. His lower arm slips inside my dress and takes my ass in his hand, he encourages my thrusting as I feel him getting hard again against me.

I place my hands against the wall either side of his head to steady myself and lay my forehead against his. I feel both our breaths intensify as his grip on me starts to push and pull my grinding into a faster rhythm.

The tingling in my pussy starts to build as I slip my wet clit back and forth along the full length of him. He’s getting harder with every stroke, I slide too far forward and his tip teases at my entrance. His head sharply leaves mine as he stares into my eyes. He knows what I want now.

He pauses my hips as he starts to untie the ribbons of my corset. The bodice of the dress loosens - I can take it from here.

A number of the candles have now started to die out, I know he can see me but the blanket of darkness between us fills me with a new found confidence.

I stand from him and slowly run my fingers over my collarbone as I knock my straps from my shoulders. He rises to his feet and steps to me. I guess he wants to do it..

I knew he was confident but standing there void of any clothing he seems unfazed as my eyes travel over him. His body glistens as the candlelight only seems to enhance his post orgasm glow.

His hands take hold of my dress and start to pull it down. I look as my nipples pop over the top and his eyes widen in desire. I place my hands over his and slow the pace at which he removes my dress until it finally falls in a pool at my feet. I don’t shy away as the shadows cast themselves across my naked body, I let him see all of me.

“You are too beautiful.”

Those eyes.. how can anybody look at me like that? Never mind someone like him. I can’t believe this is my life.

His body is flush against mine, the fiery inferno of passion in his eyes taking a back seat to the love that pours out of every part of him.

He scoops me up into his arms, pulling back the sheets and laying me down in my bed.

This place is so familiar, it feels right that we’re here. So many times I would stare up at this very ceiling, with its chipped paint and hairline cracks, thinking about Jayce. How it would feel if he would look at me just once without hate. Now I look at him and I don’t even see the boy that I used to fantasise about as a young teenage girl. I see the man of my dreams that loves me more than anything, the one man I want to give every part of me too.

Jayce lays down next to me, his body so close to mine I can feel the heat radiating from every inch of him. His hands caress my skin gently, his touch not ragged and desperate like back at the party. He send tingles shooting throughout me as he traces delicate circles around my erect nipples.

My back arches into him as his lips come down smoothly onto mine. This kiss is so deep and romantic it makes my toes curl into the bedsheets underneath them. His fingers pinch my nipple tenderly and I moan into his mouth. He smiles at me breaking our kiss.

“I love that I can make you sound like that.” He’s boasting but I don’t care. No-one has ever come close to making me feel the things he does.

His lips travel down my neck in a merciless tease of sucks and nibbles. As his tongue reaches my chest it flicks itself over my firm bud causing a shot of lightning to travel straight from that spot to my core. I remember how he made me cum in the front seat of his car only touching my chest and the memory alone almost brings me to the point of climax.

His hand dips between my parted legs and his body tremors against me as he runs his fingers over my dripping wet pussy.

He loses all self-control as he pushes two fingers into me and I scream in delight. He slowly shifts in and out of me, curving his fingers to reach the good spot each and every time. I pull his head back to lay against mine, our faces touching at every point they can.

He stares into my eyes as he interlocks our fingers, forcing the back of my hand into the pillow next to my head with his.

The moment is so intimate. Our bodies as close as they can possibly be at every point. I can feel his hard pants brush against my lips, his musky scent surrounds me. I force him to look into my eyes as I ask for what I want.

“Jayce, I want you. All of you. Now.”

He stops, scanning my face for any signs of doubt but he will find none. The last of the candles are all that light the room as I take his lips with mine.

He moves his body so his hips sit between my thighs without ever letting our lips part. I can feel him against me, the tip of his shaft rubbing softly against my swollen bean.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

I take in his gorgeous face, the face of a man I know will love and protect me for as long as I let him. Who would let the whole world burn if it meant we could spend eternity together in the ashes. Never in my life have I been more certain of how I feel or what I want.

“I’m yours Jayce, I always have been... I love you.”

Jayce’s face in this moment will be my most lasting memory. As I lay an old lady in my bed surrounded by my grandchildren taking my last gasps of air my mind will be filled with the memory of Jayce Thompsons face the moment I told him I loved him for the first time.

The world stood still as he kissed me only the way a man truly in love with a woman can kiss her. He takes both my hands in his, holding us together on the bed.

“I swear it will only hurt for a moment but if you want me to stop I will.”

I kiss him and a nervous energy washes over my body as I feel him steady and begin to enter me. I’m stretched as I try to accommodate his thick girth and a cramp like pain rushes through me as he fills me completely.

I whimper slightly and Jayce freezes.

“Don’t, please don’t stop.”

As Jayce pulls out and pushes back in for a second time the pain has moved to a dull ache and by the third all pain is forgotten as pleasure begins to take its place. Fuck, I get what Bries been talking about now.

Jayce’s thrusts feel agonisingly slow, I know he doesn’t want to hurt me but I’m not a china doll.

I run my nails down his back hard enough to get a reaction. It works, the motion picks up dramatically and I’m sent into a whole different realm of pleasure.

“Lee you’re so fucking tight. You’re fucking perfect.”

I feel my legs start to shake and my hips buck as all other sound leaves my thoughts, the distant thud that I realise now is my headboard slamming repeatedly into the wall behind me is all that remains.

Jayce buries himself deeper and deeper into me, pushing harder each time. I didn’t know it could feel this fucking good.

My moans turn to wails just as Jayce takes my body tightly in his arms and pushes me down onto his thrusts at a ferocious speed.

I forget where I am, who I am, as the thrill shoots through my body into every molecule of my being.

I feel the walls of my pussy tighten around him and Jayce becomes undone.

“FUCK! YES, LEE! CUM FOR ME!”

We lock eyes just as our orgasms hit. I scream every swear word I can think of accompanied by his name several times. Never before have I experienced such a pure all encompassing bliss.

Jayce thrusts until he has nothing left in him to give before pulling out of me gently. He  collapses in a sweaty heap of satisfaction.

I lay next to him gasping for breath and trying to process what just happened.

Jayce’s arms slide underneath me and pull my body flat on top of his. I lay my face into the crook of his neck whilst my arms and legs wrap around his torso. Is it like that for everyone?

I want to cry and laugh all at the same time. Every emotion I’ve let build up since the moment we met clawing at me for an escape.

His fingers draw light circles on the bottom of my back. All the candles have been extinguished now, the only light remaining radiates from the sliver of moon nestled between the stars flooding in through the window.

“That was amazing.” I don’t know what else to say, I want to tell him it was fucking life changing but I don’t think his ego needs anymore inflating.

“Did I hurt you?” His protective nature takes over once again as his hands run over the back of my body searching for imaginary wounds.

“No. It was perfect.” I feel his beaming smile form against my cheek. I’m too exhausted to look but I can already picture it my mind – how deliriously happy he looks right now.

My heavy eyelids cannot be held back a moment longer. Jayce runs his fingers through my hair and I have no choice but to give in.

“I love you.”

He is everything I never knew I needed. Everything I have ever wanted. Tonight I have given him something that can never be replaced, he will own that part of me for eternity. I would give it to him again without question, I am his.

“I love you.”

And with that, I succumb to the night.

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