PERSONAL: A Stepbrother Sports Romance

by Stephanie Brother

  I could do that right here in the bubbles , as the cold teases her and makes her feel everything.

  Or I could take her back to my room, the very room where I fantasized about her a thousand times. I could tie her up and make her my prisoner.

  I’m a man without very much patience. I’ d waited this long for so many years for her to even speak to me. I want ed to be a gentleman, but I’m a man. In hot need for her fucking body and that sweet pussy she’ d teased me with all these years.

  That wicked video was imprinted in my memory like my very own name and social security number.

  The way her blossoming breasts fell so naturally. The perfect shape and perfect size. All natural.

  Her flat stomach and curvy hips. The way she sounded.

  Damn.

  I swear my cock just grew harder , about to explode at the thought that she was a mere second or so away from this; her naked breasts fell heavily as I teased her with the light trailing of my tongue across her shoulders.

  Well, she hadn’t seen anything of what was possible. Of how I could tease and taunt her clit so slowly as her hips buck ed, while she's all mine. I want ed to see her do that.

  I want ed her to beg and scream my name to stop, that she couldn’t take any more gut - wrenching , body - filling pleasure.

  But then I remembered something as I lightly raked my fingers through her hair and swe pt them over her shoulder to be bare, lightly teasing her once more with my lips and tast ing the salt of her skin. Something very important I once learned of the female body—a woman is like a tea kettle that needs to be warmed up to boiling. Before they explode. Judging by her heightened breaths and soft moans, and the beads of sweat that dress ed her shoulders, well, this was about to be a hell of a shrill.

  Slow...And oh, words. Dirty words. Blush - worthy descriptive words. But most importantly, make things veeeeery slow.

  Kate

  “I love to sweat. It's so good for you. Ahhhh…” He moaned in utter relaxation.

  Huh? What the fuck did he just say? Wait, what? My eyes snapped open like an unpleasant 5 AM wake - up call from a bucket of cold water splashing my face as he laid his head back.

  You uh…were just like, kissing my shoulder. So lightly. And making me all hot and so wet as you bit my earlobe.

  I immediately felt his dizzying absence as if a draft blew my way; the holy of hol ie s had just left my side and I wanted more. I inhaled so slowly before exhaling, trying to take all of this in. After all, I ’d just literally felt his cock like seconds ago. Or was it a minute or two? Time was standing still.

  Feeling exposed and hazy all of the sudden, I lowered myself slowly just a bit in the waters to hide my hard nipples. More like s a nk like a deflated balloon. I let my own head fall lightly against the edge as my eyes took a small peek his way. His eyes were closed.

  “You taste so salty. You know what else I want to taste? That's driving me fucking mad right now?”

  Oh shit.

  He finally open ed his eyes and turned his shoulders a bit more toward me. I felt like an unknown weight tied to my body suddenly was freed and I was floating into the skies to meet the home of the snow.

  My insides flinched as I thought about how it would feel to be taken by one of the most beautiful men in the world.

  I bit my lip , letting the flesh slide between my teeth.

  His eyes studied my entire being as if I were a fascinating subject. Or a science experiment. I couldn’t tell. I mean, one thing was for certain, I certainly was not a Victoria’s Secret model like his ex girlfriend, or any of other Hollywood starlets he dated.

  It didn’t matter. This was just going to be like a hook - up , right? My last moment of glory before he and I went our separate ways as the estate wa s finalized and my mother move d on with her life? Right?

  He went to get library books. For me. A gesture that’s cost him a swollen ankle. Surely that means something. Something…

  Nervous but curious of what would happen next, I grabbed my flute and drank it quickly before setting it back down, emptying it. It was so surreal. Everything. And I didn’t know what to do or how to behave. Seduction wasn’t my thing. I felt like prey, a little rabbit in the hands of a skilled hunter. I didn’t mind to be skinned alive by him. All these built - up feelings and denial came flooding in like floodgates of Niagara Falls.

  The distance and time away was like an ironclad chastity belt over my feelings : safe , s ecure , and not one ounce of a chance of being in harm ’ s way.

  He held the key now and all possibility of safety went out the window.

  He didn’t miss a beat. As I mentioned, science experiment. And like that, he slid a bit across the marble underwater bench to reach for more c hampagne, a gesture that caused his face to contort a bit from the obvious pain he was in from his -- oh shit, I totally forgot -- his ankle!

  He could be missing a freaking leg and I wouldn’t have noticed. All I could think about was him being so hard. For me. I bit my lip again and quickly stammered in concern, “You, um, you should really ice that ankle. Isn’t , like , heat the worst for it?”

  “I’ll ice it in a bit.” He was smirking, damn it , as he suddenly stood up on one leg giving me a full good look at it , as if he knew exaaaaaaaactly what he was going. Oh , he freaking knew. Holy mother, Moses, Josephine, and Jesus on a twelve layered wedding cake, I…uh…all of the blood from my heart rushed to particular two places, my face surely beet red, and down below, just straight to my lady center like a one way ticket from New York to Paris but on the express jet plane at rocket speed.

  All the rumors of the celebrities and models, they notoriously talked about his member. Especially the drunken playmate on that stupid Howard Stern show. I know , I know…I wasn’t supposed to “know” any of this. But occasionally, I just knew and heard from friends in school who obviously didn’t know we were related. We don’t have the last name and , like I said, I acted like a way normal person unrelated to billions of dollars by marriage.

  But now? Acting normal after I saw it in person? Holy hell no.

  But they were definitely right. It was definitely long, and definitely thick. Of course it was. He was perfect. A G reek freaking god. Of course he acted the way he did in life with a cock like that.

  I sat frozen like I swear a blow fish acts in the ocean when a giant great white shark passes by; it freezes and acts like it’s just a background in the murky waters. Yeah right.

  Could I act like what I just saw didn’t faze me? Could I act unfazed ? So I did my best. But not for long! !

  Ugh!

  Oh my god! I just saw Bradly Rainshaw’s HU-MONGOUS penis! I wanted to scream and tell all of my best friends from Texas.

  He refilled my flute and set the Cristal back on the tray all the while with a goofy grin . But cocky, definitely cocky like the badass he was a s if he was thinking, “Oh yeah, you know you want it.”

  Oh , I do! I do!

  Well, if he was going to play that game…I sat up ju st a bit straighter so that my nipples were just parallel to the water.

  “Thank you.” I made sure to say it in a deeper voice, a more seductive one , like Scarlett Johansson, and I gave him a daring smile as if I didn’t notice “it” at all. But oh, he noticed my sitting up straight alright , as his dark eyelashes glanced down , and his chin did a slight nod. I could tell by the way he chewed the side of his cheek, that something was happening.

  My heart beat like it had just personally drank an entire espresso store. That’s right, an entire store devoted entirely to espresso , and if it beat any faster, I just might die right now, I was just sure of it.

  Pounding heartbeats traveled throughout my entire body, pounding in my ears like the loudest drums, and floated down below pulsating a need in my core so deep, that the ache was torture.

  Oh Jesus , take the wheel and drive very fast. Real fast. As in , beam - me - up - Scotty fast , because I’m drowning quick in need and may just disappear or blow up. Whicheve
r happens first.

  Dear God , I wanted him so fucking bad. That gorgeous , erect , hard cock of his I wanted to suck so hard until he begged me to stop, that or fill me so deep that that dull ache would finally go away. I wanted to suck on his earlobe and whisper dirty things for once! And as he found his own release within me, I wanted to dig my fingernails into his strong back muscles and just lose control for once in my very so calculated and what has now become a very boring life!

  But ‘ boring ’ has flown out the window faster than a crazed bird. This. He and me. Out in this nor’ easter, yeah, this has become something very interesting. But how interesting would it get? I sat up straighter, my nipples hardening so hard, it stung and if he didn’t kiss me in one more second, I was going to have to straddle him right now and put an end to my misery.

  “Let's cut the bullshit , I know you want it.” God did answer my prayer fast. Shit. I held my breath to make sure I had just heard what I heard.

  “I can tell by the heaves of your breath, your flushed cheeks. I know a woman ’s arousal.”

  “I'm just , umm... hot , because I’m in tub hot. I mean, hot tub. And it’s…co….cold outside. I’m freezing from the snow.”

  His pouty lips curled into a sexy smile as if he knew I’d given the unspoken green light.

  Stupid thing to say. Why did I just say that you got me all flabbergasted , and I didn't know what to expect about what would happen next! He was Bradley!

  “You know , you're really cute when you try to hide your feelings. It's like you're itching for me to touch you again.”

  There goes that bolt of electricity surging through me again , with poison as great as that of a cobra snake. My senses were gone. My reasoning, done. I was officially under his spell. Sign ed, sealed , deliver ed , raging hormones, I’m all yours. But I can’t let him know that! I can’t…

  “I'm not hiding anything. I'm not ! You are rather presumptuous , you know.”

  A grasp on my heel. A firm grasp that hooked my heel like a hook secures a fish. Oh holy moly. It wasn't some ‘ come here baby let me stroke your calf. ’ Oh , hell no, it was ‘ things are about to go down , and I'm in control. Hang on for the ride, baby. ’ My pussy jumped up and down and did a toe touch, backflip, pike, double flip before landing a perfect Olympic gold medal award winning ten , I swear .

  “I am a man who knows what he wants.” My firm grasp against the hot tub ’ s edge kept me from going under the water. And just like that , warm water flowed up to my already very heated kitty cat as he hopped his way in between my legs before grabbing my other heel , spreading me wide.

  I gulped. I pounded.

  I anticipated with every aware cell in my body on high alert. Oh dear God , this was hot. So hot.

  In one swift movement , he had my body floating in the water , his hands cupped , my ass and his hard Johnson so close to me, just inches away , until it touched me. It was a small bump against my inner thigh , and I swear , the poke from him below was on purpose , to tease and torture the hell out of me.

  Mr. Iron Man could easily bench press with one hand. He had such strong muscles, such control, such passion, such initiative , and I had never been in the hands of such a man. I already quivered.

  “I call bullshit. I know you want it.”

  “I was bluffing.” I bit my lower lip. Of course I want you to do anything you want to my body. I couldn't take this teasing any longer , I didn't want to lose this opportunity.

  My pussy clenched and needed release like. Now . It was too much. I throbbed like a rumbling earthquake. I just needed to be touched down there by him now. Now!

  “Say it.” His eyes were dark, the seafoam green eyes deepened into darkened pools of testy waters.

  His thumb trailed up my inner thigh and rested right on top of my sex , covered by the thin swimsuit fabric. It was enough to have me crying out.

  There was no more pretending or playing. There was no more hate, no more avoidance, just built - up passion that was ready to explode like a volcano.

  Speak , for crying out loud , my heart cried out!

  I nodded, it was all I could do. His tantalizing touch rendered me frozen. As I finally caught my breath, he slowly swiped over the fabric once more. Finally, a moan escaped my tight lips. I was panting, in damn hot need.

  “I want you to want me.” His grip tightened around my leg , and all I could think about was being so close to him, so vulnerable, open. I wanted him to fuck me right now. He was so close to me. This Greek god was before me , naked , and the only thing separating us was this water.

  “I do. I do.”

  He rested his palm at the lowest part of my abdomen , and with mischievous eyes , h e slowly turned his hand sideways where his thumb could peek just below the fabric.

  “Please.” I was panting.

  The touch was mind - blowing, crazily mind - blowing, and I wanted him to rip the fabric off of me. He slowly dipped his thumb into the hood of my clit while his other fingers worked to untie the swimsuit. And just like that, I was a free woman. Completely naked before him. He slowly trailed his finger into my folds, just the slightest touch causing my entire body to clench up from pleasure. Every part of me begged for him to touch harder, to touch more. He licked his lips as if to hint.

  “I want you to say to me that you want my mouth on your clit.”

  “I don't talk like , I don't , I'm not....” I was breathing hard and could barely speak as he rubbed me faster . Oh dear God, I could come already.

  “Don't you want to feel me licking you, making you see stars?”

  I nodded and couldn’t take the torture any longer. His touch sent me over the edge.

  “Didn't say it.” He shook his head and lightly laughed. He stopped all touching and I wanted to cry. “Let that prude mouth of yours beg for my tongue to lick generously across your clit.”

  I've never said out loud dirty things like this in my life. But I wanted it like hell. I want that. I want it!

  “Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

  I cried out as his thumb teased me once more. I was swelling in sweltering need by the pounding second, growing so tender to the touch.

  The sensations caused my head to thrash to the left and right. A scream wanted to escape my clinched jaw. Sure, no one could see us behind the privacy shades, but the noise …well, that was another story. And if he really was going to do what he was teasing about doing, well , I may not be able to be quiet.

  Hell no.

  His touch deepened, as if he knew exactly where to touch me. The touch left me wanting, begging for him to finish as the feelings were escalating, a climax around the corner. So soon, but it was him! And he was so hot.

  “I can promise you may have a hard time containing your sweet voice, just as you are now. I'm a man who knows what to do. Exactly what to do, down there. With my tongue.”

  He slid his finger right over the hood of my clit and held it there , pressing firmly into me, twisting just a tad , and I nearly came. He held it there as if pinning me against the wall with his bare thumb. So hot.

  “ Just say it. Say you want my tongue across your clit. Those very words. Now.”

  “Okay, okay! I want it I want your tongue across my clit.” Layers and layers of pink flushed my cheeks of embarrassment, rivaling the worst sunburn, excitement and incredible anticipated desire of what would come next.

  “Well darling , why didn't you say so ? Coming right up.”

  And just like that , Bradley Rainshaw was between my legs. The simple act alone and visual state enough to make me have a thousand orgasms in one.

  It was one slow lick that caused every single muscle in my body to melt and explode. If it was the only lick I received for the rest of my life, I would die a happy woman. I bit my lips so I wouldn't cry out as my body shook as he gently tapped with his tongue across my clit.

  I felt like the most powerful, lucky woman in the world as the hottest man alive gripped my body and held me so close to his
mouth like I was the only thing in the world he ever wanted. With hands so tight, his muscles bulging from his daily workouts, chiseled to perfection like the art of Michelangelo in the statue of David … I just wanted to stare. But stare I could not , as my eyes closed back in utter pleasure from his magic tongue.

  His eyes looked up at me and were filled with mischief and pleasure. “I fucking love seeing you in pleasure like this.” With one hand , he held me , as his other hand reached to cup my breast and twist at my nipple. I was prisoner to his strength, prisoner to his sexy will. And I loved every single minute of it. I felt so small against his strength and power, but felt so feminine, desired, and beautiful at the same time. I bit my lip again as the pressure against my dripping wet folds increased with the force of tongue. “You’re so wet, I love it,” he managed to say as his thumb circled over my clit before licking it once more . A tag team , he alternated sending my mind buzzing into the stratosphere.

  “I’m going to make you scream and wake everyone up.”

  “Oh no, no, no,” I whispered and whimpered as he swiped at my swollen clit just so before tapping it, his tongue speeding up its rhythm and intensity, stroking my entire mound; my entire body felt like it was on fire as electricity shot through my body , and I wondered if I could even take any more heat, any more pleasure before exploding. My entire body tensed up as I gave into his sweet torture, as I accepted every ounce of pleasure from him. My hands grasped the sides of the water ’ s edge like someone hanging on for dear life.

  Every ounce of me wanted to shout his name, Bradley!

  My head tossed back and forth as the passion, longing, and desire of all these years were finally filled in a moment , and I wanted to freeze forever.

  Nothing in my entire life had ever felt like this. So good, so incredible. And there I floated in the hot water as the frosty , nippy air met my skin, my strong arms keeping my upper body afloat, while the Greek god before me cupped my ass and buried his head between my legs , making me see stars, galaxies and unknown universes. He sucked, he licked, he trailed and took his sweet time over the spot that made my entire body feel like jello; heck , that made my cells even feel the pleasure of floating. He licked at me as if I were the most delectable thing he’d ever eaten in his life , as my entire being, mind , body , and soul , entered an alternate universe of complete ecstasy. I was coming, I was coming hard and fast, the ripples of pleasure rising and tightening in my core.