Her Step brother (Emmerdale)

TwentyEight

Jamie watched as Grace got down on her knees. She pulled his trousers down. He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Grace released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Tom tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Beautiful." He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Jamie's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Grace's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box. "Babe. Thank god you remembered that," she said.

Jamie lifted her shirt pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You okay?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Jamie's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry. He appeared content with the position, something Anna wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons.

His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Grace dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage.

She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso.

She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow. Jamie's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Tate."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint. When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit,

Her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Jamie lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.

Grace moaned as Jamie pulled out of her. He looked to her and smiled. "So. How was that?" He asked.

Grace grinned and looked to him. She smiled. "It was good. Better than good. Always amazing with you," she said as she cuddled into him.

Jamie held her close and smiled. "We're gonna make things work. I know we are. I love you."

"Love you too."

Jamie kissed her lips and smiled to her. "You sure you're okay?"

"Of course I am."

Grace hadn't told him how Adam was trying to get back into her life. She didn't want him to know as she felt as though it would cause so much tension with them. And that was the last thing she wanted.

***
Grace went to meet with Brooke. She saw her sister who looked awful. "What happened?" Grace asked.

"Ross found me in bed with Graham. He's gone after him. I don't know what to do," Brooke mumbled.

Grace looked to her in shock. "Oh. What. How the hell did that happen?" She asked.

"Well I'm a whore aren't I. I had a few drinks and Graham took me out the pub. I took him back to the house and then it happened," she said.

Grace smiled. "There's obviously a connection with you and Graham. Why can't you give things a chance with him?" She asked as she looked to her.

"Dad doesn't like him. So if dad doesn't like him, there's nothing I can do," Brooke said as she smiled. "Adam has been lurking around again."

Grace shook her head and sighed. "I'm not in the mood for him. I'm with Jamie. And I'm happy with Jamie. I don't know what his problem is. He needs to back off and let me be happy," she told her.

"Tell him that. Don't let him back in," Brooke said.

***
Grace walked along the village. She saw Adam who looked to her. "Come on. Let me take you out," he told her.

"No. Leave me alone. Please. I'm with someone who makes me happy. So please. Just let me be happy," Grace said.

"Jamie isn't the geezer you think he is. He's going to hurt you."

Grace rolled her eyes and walked off. But what was Adam talking about? And would he eventually ruin things with her and Jamie?