My Future Stepbrother

Chapter 113

His hands stop, his body stiff against me. I throw my hand over my mouth. Why the fuck did I just do that? Oh if Zeus is real then let him strike me down now with a bolt of merciful lightning because I did not just fucking moan with pleasure at his touch!

“So you like that then?” He smirks. I wait for him to laugh but he doesn’t, his hand pushes against my hip as he forces me back into him as much as I can, our bodies so close every part of me is touching every part of him. “...Do you want me to stop?”

Yes.

No.

I don’t fucking know.

Except I do know. I just don’t know if I’m ready yet... how will I ever know if I never try? Jayce isn’t coming back anytime soon Aleah and even when he does he might not be the same guy anymore. This place will change him, how much I don’t know but he will come back different. He might not want this when he does. He might not want me.

Chads been here, he never left, never cheated, never got angry. He was here then and he’s here now.

I shake my head finally. I don’t want him to stop.

Chads hands take hold of my shorts and pull them to lower slightly, not enough to expose anything but just enough that he can freely roam my abdomen.

His fingers start slow, caressing the skin in small circles at my navel. The touch so gentle I arch into it to increase the pressure. His hand travels lower, across the part where my stomach meets my pelvis. My head falls back against his shoulder and another moan escapes me. I can feel him shudder against me as the noise courses through him.

We’ve had intimate moments before but right now...

His lips are hovering above my neck and his fingers a few inches from my clit, this is different. It’s leading somewhere, unless I stop it.

My hand quivers as I try to force it to his wrist, I could just take it right now, I could pull it from me and I know he would stop without hesitation. I just don’t want to.

I move, taking his wrist before deciding what I’m going to do. He stops, waiting.

I know what I want right now. I don’t know what the future holds, its not guaranteed anyway. Live for the moment.

I move his hand until it dips slightly into my shorts and he groans deep in his chest.

“I have to hear you say it senorita... You have to say the words first...”

I take a deep breath.

“Chad... I want you to touch me.”

His lips meet my neck as his hand pushes into my shorts without hesitation.

The feeling is immediate. His tongue gliding along my skin as his hands start to touch me over the lace of my thong. My arm swings up and around the back of his neck, holding him to my skin. The moans start to come from deeper within my chest as he slips his fingers under the thin lace and make contact with my hot wet core.

“Fuck.” His fingers slide up and down my slit as he feels how soaked I am. “Mi amor.. you don’t know how long I’ve waited to feel you this wet.”

His fingers start to roam around my clit, flicking, running and teasing trying to explore all the noises he can get from me, all whilst his lips continue their attack of my neck until they reach my ear, where he lets his tongue slip inside. I don’t hate it, I actually really fucking love it as the new sensation of pleasure forces my nipples to stand up and pay attention.

I was overwhelmed with how different it felt. Jayce always touched me with such need, from the moment we first kissed with my back slammed against the bathroom door – it was always passionate.

Chad touched me like I was an expensive piece of art that had just come into his possession, delicately savouring the feeling of what he was touching whilst desperate to leave his mark. A fingerprint on the canvas of the Mona Lisa, that only he knew was there.

There was still desire and a not so subtle hint of longing, I could sense that he could be rough when he wanted to but that in this moment all he wanted was to feel me.. hear me.. and soon I’m sure.. taste me.

His fingers split into a V and started to run down the insides of my parted lips, stimulating the edges of my clit and running over the part I loved so much. My hand behind his neck reached into his hair and pulled at the roots to draw his face back to where I could see him.

The pleasure was building and I started to grind myself back against the hard length of him behind my ass. I watched his eyes flutter closed as the feeling of my body rubbing friction against his filled him. He wanted more, I could see how desperate he was to be inside me.

His fingers moved to the spot that gave him the most moans and started to tease it over and over again until I wanted to scream out.

“Look at me Chad... Please look at me...”

His eyes shot open and his lips parted to let out a deep breath as he stopped the teasing and started to apply pressure to the spot. I never let my eyes leave his, I wanted him to see me what he was doing to me. I wanted him to see me cum.

The hand that wasn’t on my clit came up under my top and took hold of my hard nipple. He pinched it tightly between his fingers and I knew this was it. The sensation too much, warming me from the inside out as my orgasm rose through me making my toes curl and my stomach clench.

Chad didn’t stop, he kept going until he was sure I rode out the high completely.

I looked at him, slightly breathless as the fog that filled my head began to clear. I turned my body just enough to face him more easily. I felt his hand move, expecting it to remove itself entirely from my shorts but instead it grabbed hold of the hem and started to pull them down.

“Chad. Wait. I’m... I’m not ready to...”

“I know your not, that isn’t why I’m doing this. I just want to give you everything you are ready for.”

He pulled my shorts and thong down to my knees and rolled me back to my side. His hand travelled down my back and grabbing my bare bum before moving down to the inside of my thigh. 

He allowed two fingers to sweep over my sensitive clit, the feeling so intense it made my legs flinch, before pausing at my entrance.

“Do you want this? Do you want me?” The very tips of his fingers entering just slightly.

“Yes.” His fingers pushed into me and I cried out in pleasure, his other hand coming to cover my mouth as he started to fuck me slowly.

My juices were dripping all over his hand as he increased the speed of his rhythm, his fingers curling inside me with each thrust making my hips bounce back. His hips moved forward, the thin layer of fabric that made up his boxers doing nothing to stop the feeling of his hard dick as he slid it between the cheeks of my ass. Each thrust now making me caress his cock at the same time.

His grip on my mouth got stronger as he pulled my head back so he could nibble at my ear. I’d never had someone touch me in so many different places at the same time. He was fucking me, dry humping my peachy behind, covering my mouth and letting his tongue loose on my ear and neck all at once. It felt.... amazing.

I wanted to tell him what I wanted, as he fucked me again I pushed down to force him in deeper.

He got the message, forcing himself in harder and faster, loving how it started to make my legs shake.

“You should have told me you like it rough..” He moaned, as he slammed into me without remorse and I yelped in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It didn’t seem to phase him as he continued to pound me whilst his dick made itself felt with every thrust.

As my legs started to vibrate and my moans filled the room, he latched on to my neck and added a third finger, stretching me to my limit. I felt the walls of my pussy crush his fingers together in a vice like grip as my second orgasm of the night hit. My ass felt warm as his groans joined mine in the satisfying chorus.

We both lay there panting and gasping for air. His hand was still over my mouth and he clearly didn’t realise so I used one of his own moves against him as I poked out my tongue and drew a circle on his palm.

He drew his hand back and the hot sticky air of the room hit my lips. “You just made me cum from dry humping for the first time since I was a fourteen year old virgin, I think you’ve done enough for one night without that tongue of yours getting involved.” He chuckled kissing the side of my neck.

I laid back into his touch and took a deep breath to steady the nerves that were now filling me... That was incredible... It was...

I shot up in bed. My body covered in a thin layer of sweat, my hand in my pyjama shorts soaked in my juices but still very much on my body. I look at Chad sleeping soundly next to me.

It was just a dream.

I really good fucking dream which I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to slip straight back into.

Fuck. Brie was definitely going to kill me when I told her what I just did. Could have been worse... I could have actually screwed him. I could have shoved his dick down my throat like I was a...

Like Brittany.

Jayce. Oh fuck.

He was going to hate me if he found out.... No. Stop this Aleah. It was a fucking dream! Nothing more. Brittany was right about one thing, the drug wouldn’t have worked if he didn’t already have the desire. Jayce was gone and you didn’t know when he would come back or if he even would. Maybe he’d love it there, get an apartment by the beach I’d seen in the photos of the place and never come back. Marry some tanned slutty surfer chick and have a bunch of snot nosed kids and forget what my name even was.

Okay I was being a bit of an over reactor but still. He cheated on me and we broke up weeks ago, he hasn’t even tried to call. Yet I’m the one who still can’t fuck someone else even in a dream!

I jump off the bed, grabbing some clean underwear from the bag and going to the bathroom to sort this out.

I walk back in to see Chad now awake, waiting with a smirk. He looks me up and down, noticing my change of outfit and I go beetroot red.

“I guess I know what those noises were then.” Oh my fucking god. Kill me now.

I went to lay back down and bury myself entirely into the pillow when Chad scooped me up and laid me down on his chest.

We lay there quietly for a moment, me trying not to die of embarrassment until I feel his hands on my back, breathing into a state of total relaxation that lately only he’s been able to give me.

“Chad? When did you start to like me? I mean, like more than a friend?” I really wanted to know and I don’t think I’d get a better opportunity to ask considering I’d already embarrassed myself, What was a little more humiliation?”

“Um.. around when your boobs came in a few years ago?” He laughs as I prop myself up to face him and slap his shoulder.

“Stop that! I’m being serious. When?”

He smirks. “Do you remember when I came to your room that time and you wore that dress? You bent over to put stuff in the drawers in that little thong and I was hooked... of course then came the whole seduction before you buried my family jewels far inside me thing and at that point the memory is ruined. But before that it was all good. You’d done some stuff before that too but I think that was the first time I thought about just ripping your clothes clean off your body.”

I feel myself grow colder. “I remember, it was right after the dog show... has it always been just a physical thing then? You suddenly just thought I was hot and that was that?”

Was it stupid of me to hope for more? Chad had made no secret of how sexually attracted he was too me but there had always seemed to be more to it than that.

He grabs me and flips us so I land flat on my back against my pillow, looking down at me as he spoke.

“Taking you to that party was the second biggest mistake of my life. It was pathetic and I was glad you punished me, but I don’t think it will ever be as bad as how I punish myself. Ally I’m not going to lie to you, the sexual attraction came first. I thought you were beautiful and I wanted you, I really wanted you but then I spent time with you and it became so much more than that. I loved the way you laughed and the way you chew your pencil when you’re thinking. I could watch you sleep forever and the sexy way you call me out on all the shit I do, especially the stuff that nobody ever has the balls to call me out on. You make me laugh so much it hurts and I think you might be the cutest human being alive. You’re just..” He smiles. “You’re too special to me.”

His words fill a small dark space inside me with a flickering light of hope. He really was a good guy, being with him would be as easy as breathing if I could ever get myself to that point.

“Thank you..” I want to pull him down so I can cuddle back into him when I remember. “Wait.. you said second thing, what was the first mistake?”

He rolls off me and stares at the ceiling.

“Not kissing you when I had the chance.”

Fuck.

I don’t know why I do it, maybe it was the dream or just the honesty he’s showing me right now. I lean over, looking into his eyes and then kiss his lips gently.

I don’t give him time to respond, I don’t want it to become anything, I just want him to know I care about him too.

We get back into our usual spooning sleep position and I yawn as my head sinks into the comfortable pillows.

“Ally, can I ask you one thing before you go to sleep?”

I nod sleepily.

“In your dream... Was I good?” The smirk clear in his voice.

I pull his arms around me tightly. There is no point in lying to this guy.

“Yeah... you were incredible.”

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