He moaned in surprise, his own come arriving suddenly, lost in her.
“Oh, Holly!” He moaned against her. “Oh, Yes… yes…”
She felt him jerk against her, felt the movements of his body and the way his cock had grown even harder—almost impossibly hard inside her—and she knew he was coming.
Slick robes of hot cum shot into her pussy. The hard head of his shaft was as deep inside her as it could possibly go. They could not have been more joined together, as he held her her limp, exhausted body close to his. He slumped against her, his mouth nuzzling her neck, his cock still buried deep between her outstretched thighs.
He lay on her and she let her hands linger on his back tracing the ridges and contours there, the curve of his tight buttocks. They lay against each other, their breathing heavy, their skin glistening under the soft glow of the lights off-stage .
In that moment they were one, and Holly knew her life would never be the same again.
They drifted in and out of consciousness, laying against each other, wrapped in each other’s embrace.
Until…
A furious voice echoed through the auditorium, jolting the still entwined pair awake.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Part IV.
Ernie stood over the couple, rage making him red in the face as he shouted obscenities.
“You no-good, low-class, spawn of Satan! Get the hell away from my daughter!” Ernie shouted violently, pulling at the blankets which covered them. “How dare you violate her! I’ll see you in prison you fucking scumbag!!”
As Holly and Matt scrambled to cover themselves. Disoriented, the lights glaring brightly, she clutched at the blanket.
Holly pleaded with her father, sensing that the situation had the potential to become dangerous. She had to tell him— had to make him understand, this wasn’t Matt’s fault. “Daddy! Please! Listen…! I love him!”
Ernie shook off her hand and shouted at her. “Go get dressed.” He flung her from him, and she fell to the floor.
He hissed, “You look like a five-dollar whore. You’re a disgrace. Go! Now!”
Holly couldn’t hide the tears streaming down her face as she choked out a protest.
Holly gathered up her dress and the blanket, running on bare feet back to the dressing room.
Matt had managed to pull on his clothes in the chaos and he stood, ramrod straight, and attempted to speak. Stiffly, he said, “Sir… Ernie…Let me explain. I do love her…”
The fist that came flying at him almost hit its target, but Matt ducked in time and Ernie found himself putting his fist through the canvas side of a painted set piece.
He swore vigorously, cradling his fist.
Matt tried once more, “I know I’m not your favorite person, but please—“
“—You have thirty minutes to clear your things out of my house. Thirty minutes and then I’m calling the cops and having you arrested for rape, for trespassing, for stealing— for any damned thing they’ll lock you up for. Do you understand!? I want you out of our lives, now!” Ernie barked at him.
Matt’s jaw stiffened and his fists clenched. He knew it would be beyond useless to try and reason with Ernie, to try and tell him just how much he loved Holly. Ernie’s hatred of him ran far too deep for that.
Ernie continued berating him, trying his best to get in a good swing with his fists. “I was too soft. I should have kicked you out on your ass the second you turned eighteen, but I was too god-damned soft. Now, get the hell out of my sight.”
Matt turned to leave, but Ernie managed to grab his shirt collar. Matt was almost a head taller than Ernie, but Ernie made up for his stature in girth and brawn.
“Anything I paid for, you leave behind, you hear me? Or I’ll have you arrested for stealing. Computer, electronics— everything.”
Matt gave him a contemptuous look that Ernie did not miss.
“You come sniffing around my door again, or around Holly, and I swear to God, boy, they won’t ever find your body.”
Matt shook him off, the strength of the gesture causing Ernie to stumble backwards and unleash a string of epithets once more.
“I’ll have you arrested for assaulting me, do you hear!” He shouted at Matt’s departing back.
Holly emerged from the dressing room just in time to see Matt’s tall form disappearing down the center aisle, swing open the heavy door, and disappear out into the street.
She didn’t know in that moment that it would be the last time she would see him.
If she had, she would never have let him go.
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Stepbrother: Caught in the Act – Part 2
Stepbrother, My Love
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EXCERPT
Stepbrother, My Love
In front of Jenny stood…
… One of the most handsome men she had ever seen.
She was instantly aware of her bedraggled appearance in the face of such masculine beauty. She reached up a hand and smoothed her hair which stood out at odd angles. Her mascara was smudged and running down her face, and for the rest of it… well. She thought it best not to think of it. All she could do at this point was power though.
She stuck out her hand, setting her shoulders back, and inhaling deeply said, “Hi, I’m Jennifer Albright, I’m here to meet Mr. McAllister.”
The gorgeous man in front of her blinked. Twice.
He was tall, his dark hair swept back from his face, and he stared at her quizzically with piercing blue eyes, his brows furrowed. He had to be a servant of some sort— maybe there to plow the driveway or shovel the walks? His button down flannel shirt and casual jeans clung to his muscled frame.
“Jenny?”
“Er— Sure… I mean, some people call me that. Is Mr. McAllister here? I know I’m a bit late…”
She looked past him into the large, high-ceilinged, wood-paneled hall, wondering if she might catch a glimpse of his reclusive employer.
Liam was watching her, wondering if he could glimpse the young girl he’d known so well underneath all the caked on mud and dirt and mess. He closed the door behind her and reached for her coat, which she shrugged off hurriedly. As he hung it up the realization struck him…
…She didn’t know who he was.
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