The Brother (Whip 5) ✔️

Chapter 16

SASHA

I woke up slowly, my mind a bit hazy as I did so. I frowned as I noticed an unfamiliar layout. It looked similar to my own room but everything seemed to be on the opposite side, making me do a double take.

"What the...?" I mumbled as I felt something move beside me, making my eyes widen.

I slowly turned to the side, my eyes widening even more if such a thing was possible as they fell on the other side of the king-sized bed.

It was not something that had moved, but someone.

Stefan.

Immediately, the events from last night flashed through my mind and I blushed furiously. I still couldn't believe that he had kissed me, that he even wanted to.

And the way he had immediately stopped when I asked made something warm blossom inside my chest. He had been so nice and kind, and even though I knew that that was how a partner was supposed to be, I also knew it wasn't always like that.

The world was a horrible place, filled with horrible people. You need not look further than my closest friends and family to see just how horrible it could get.

Almost everyone I loved has been through such awful things in their objectively short lives and so I had subconsciously started to expect the worst from anyone new I met.

But Stefan seemed to be a rare exception and I was ever so glad.

I glanced at him again, smiling gently at the sight he made.

He was asleep still, his bare chest rising and falling in even breaths, and his mouth slightly open, making him look so much different than he usually did. He seemed younger without the usual stern frown that accompanied him in the office, the crowfeet at the edges of his eyes now smooth and barely noticeable.

He was so handsome I thought as I let my eyes travel across his face before allowing them to go lower, down his wide neck, and toward his bare chest.

I smirked as I finally had a confirmation of what I had long suspected. Stefan was ripped, as I knew he would be, and I barely resisted the urge to lick every ridge and dip on his stomach.

I shook my head to clear as I already felt a stirring in my lower abdomen which made me blush.

I sat up slowly, taking care not to wake him as I grabbed my phone from the bedside table.

But as my eyes fell on the time, all the thoughts about keeping quiet flew out of my mind as I yelled, "Oh shit!"

"Wha...?" Stefan mumbled, stirring in the bed as I jumped to my feet.

"The fair! It starts in half an hour! We are gonna be late!" I yelled as I started to run across the room, looking for my bag and tripping over my feet in a hurry.

Suddenly, a strong set of arms wrapped around my waist pulling me back and making me drop my bag. I was then thrust back on the bed and Stefan was on me, his hands pressing mine on the bed over my head as he kissed me fiercely.

"But..." I tried to say but he took the chance to slip his tongue inside my mouth.

I moaned as his hips slipped between my legs, and I felt his rock-hard cock brush against my rapidly filling one.

One of his hands left mine and grabbed my neck, pulling my head to the side so he would have better access to the skin there.

"Oh God..." I moaned as he squeezed my neck lightly, not enough to choke me but just to make his dominance known.

"Like that, don't you, sweetheart?" he whispered into my ear as he moved his hips slowly, rubbing his cock against mine at the same time as he squeezed my neck.

"I...I... oh..." I mumbled incoherently, desperate to touch him except I couldn't, his other hand still holding mine over my head. The restraint coupled with that pet name made me even hornier as all the fantasies I had been having recently finally became real.

"Don't move." He commanded as his hand left mine, and I nodded furiously, aroused out of my mind.

He sat up, his gaze dark and dangerous as he smirked down at me.

"So pretty." He whispered and smiled as I blushed at the praise. "And all mine."

I closed my eyes for a second, my back arching, desperate for his hands to return to my body as I begged, "Please....please..."

"Well... when you beg so nicely, how could I refuse..." he said before he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them just beneath my butt along with my pants.

The cock jumped as the cold air hit my skin, drops of precum gathering already at the tip.

I blushed as Stefan's eyes glued themselves to my cock, the urge to cover myself almost overpowering, but before I could do anything, Stefan grabbed my cock and swallowed it.

My eyes widened and I moaned out loud as he swallowed it whole, before groaning around it, the vibration of his deep voice making me see stars.

I grabbed the sheets above my head as I fought the urge to bury my fingers inside his hair, remembering his instruction not to move, so I resisted.

He moved his head up and down a few times, sucking at the tip for a moment before letting my cock drop out of his mouth and slap against my stomach. He then licked a long stripe from the root of it to the tip, as one of his hands started to play with my balls, tugging on them lightly.

The mix of pain and pleasure was exquisite and I moaned loudly, arching my body towards him, unable to stay still.

He sucked one of my balls while his hand pumped my cock, once, twice, the motion almost bringing me to the edge.

"I'm gonna... I..." I moaned, looking down at him, trying to warn him.

"Yes..." he growled as he took my cock back into his mouth and sucked hard. His hand came back to my neck, squeezing a bit harder this time and making me lose my breath.

The pressure compiled and in the next moment I came, my cock spurting into his mouth as he held my gaze and swallowed.

Everything, every drop.

Fucking hell... I thought as I came down from the high...This man will be the death of me...

He sucked on my softening cock once more, as if wanting to squeeze every last drop out of it, and I groaned, feeling too sensitive but unwilling to push him away.

"Delicious..." he whispered as he moved back up, kissing me slowly. I felt so fucking filthy, and yet I couldn't wait for more, as I finally wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him even closer, returning the kiss.

"What about you?" I whispered after a moment as he lay beside me.

"What about me?" he asked, his hand returning to my cock, caressing it gently.

"Oh fuck..." I moaned quietly, my eyes closing as the pain from being overstimulated mixed with the inherent desire for him to never stop touching me.

"What about me, sweetheart?" he asked again, his voice low and rough, a bit mocking, making my skin erupt in goosebumps. He had moved closer, his teeth biting on my earlobe gently as he continued to play with my cock.

"Don't you want to... to cum, as well?" I eventually managed to say through breathy sighs. I could already feel the blood starting to pool down to my cock again, feeling a bit embarrassed at looking so eager, but he seemed to like it as he moved his hand to pump it slowly.

"I don't matter right now." He said as he moved my head to look at him. "Only you, sweetheart."

And then we were kissing again.

We never managed to get to the fair that day.

But I came twice more.