by Alexx Andria
“Gage, make love to me,” she pleaded, threading her fingers through his hair with an urgency he felt vibrating through her fingertips.
He didn’t need to be asked twice. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the plush cushioned sofa that he’d paid an exorbitant amount of money to have. He’d never spent more than ten minutes in this room, but after tonight, he would forever remember it as his favorite. She quickly wiggled free of her skirt, bra and panties and before he could blink, she was gloriously naked to his gaze. Time had treated her well. True, she was no longer a blushing teen with an untried and tight body, but she had blossomed into a woman with all the right curves. He ached to reacquaint himself with every inch of her body. “I have to taste you,” he said with a throaty growl, barely able to make the words his throat was so tight. He’d already filled her core with his seed but he didn’t care. He wanted to taste his essence mixed with hers. The very thought hardened his shaft beyond endurance. Already, his cock strained to fill that hot and slick entrance but he would make her cum first.
He pressed slow, lingering kisses down her belly, pausing to plunge his tongue into the bowl of her bellybutton. She arched, as if offering herself to him, and then cried out as he parted her dewy folds and lapped at the swollen bud hidden inside. He remembered what she liked, what drove her crazy and within seconds, he was dominating her pussy, demanding nothing less than a shattering orgasm.
“Ohhhh! Gage,” she panted, her anguished cries music to his ears. “Ohhh God, don’t stop!”
“Cum for me Elise,” he demanded against her clit, pausing only long enough to change his tempo. He pushed his tongue deep inside her, tasting every inch he could manage before returning to the insistent bit of flesh that made her squirm and cry out when he flicked it just right. He closed his eyes as her sweet musk filled his senses. Her thighs began to quiver and her head thrashed as she clutched at the cushion beneath her. He knew she was close and doubled his efforts. He worked her clit like a man possessed, needing to her soft cries of completion. She panted, then suddenly stiffened as she screamed his name. Her body jerked as the spasms of her womb shook her entire body. He smiled in triumph and kissed her inner thigh as he pulled out from between her legs. Her chest rose and fell from the exertion and her cheeks were flushed. Splayed naked on his sofa, looking deliciously sated with her eyes at half-mast as she attempted to catch her breath, Gage was overwhelmed by the moment. “God, how can I let you go back?” he asked. “I don’t know if I can.”
She wet her dry lips and smiled sweetly as she sat up. “You’re a good man. When the time comes, you will. Now, come here, my sweet brother. Let me return the favor.”
He grinned at the lascivious light in her eyes and quickly shucked his clothes in a pile. His erection jabbed toward her, eager and willing, and she didn’t hesitate. She tugged him gently toward her and wrapped her generous lips around his shaft, enveloping the head in warm, wet delight as she gripped the shaft with her palm and cupped his tender balls with her free hand. She moaned against his cock as if giving him pleasure gave her pleasure as well and he threw his head back with a groan. Her hand, tight and firm against his shaft, worked in concert with her mouth and it was a carnal sensation that nearly took him over the edge immediately but she sensed this and slowed her ministrations. He glanced down and caught her sweetly coy look as her lips wrapped around his cock and he moaned deep in his throat. “So amazing,” he gasped, unable to stop himself. He gripped her hair at the scalp and thrust against her mouth, jamming his cock down her throat. She took his length beautifully without gagging, a feat most women couldn’t handle; yet another reason among thousands that Elise was the only woman for him. “I’m going to cum,” he warned her with a short rasp. He was going to shoot a load down her throat if she didn’t stop. And that’s exactly what she wanted, he realized with a jolt of pure lust. She wanted to drink his seed and consume him as much as he’d wanted to consume her.
He groaned loud enough to wake the neighbors (if he’d had any) and his balls tightened as his legs shook and locked. He couldn’t stop it, it was coming and it seemed it was going to knock him on his ass when it did. “Oh God, Elise…Oh, GOD!”
And then he blew, filling her mouth with hot spurts of smooth cream that she greedily slurped and swallowed until he was bone dry. She latched loose of his cock and he stumbled back, barely able to stand. His cock slowly started to soften but the pulses of his orgasm continued to rock his body. “Jesus,” he breathed, unable to believe how strong his orgasm was. “I can barely catch my breath,” he said, grinning at her.
She returned his grin and wiped her mouth. “Do you have a bottled water, sweetheart?” she asked.
“Absolutely,” he said, walking on unsteady legs to the kitchen to grab them cold waters. He handed her a bottle after opening it and guzzled his own. It was several moments before either spoke. He tossed the empty plastic bottle to the floor and sat beside her. She immediately cuddled up to him and he sighed with happiness that was clouded only by the knowledge that it was temporary. “Imagine if we’d met each other under different circumstances,” he said.
He heard the smile in her voice as she said, “I know. We might be married by now with kids. Happy.”
Gage nodded, admitting with an almost sheepish chuckle. “That’s my secret fantasy.”
She turned to gaze up at him. “Really?”
“Yes.”
“Mine too.”
He bent down to kiss her, sweeping her mouth with his tongue. She rose to meet him and swung up to straddle his legs. His flaccid and spent cock twitched at the heat of her pussy warming his skin. “I’ve asked myself so many times why our parents had to hook up and fall in love but they’re so happy, Gage. I could never trade my happiness for theirs and I know you feel the same.”
“I know,” he said. “But during my darkest moments, I can’t help but say fuck it. I want you and damn the consequences.”
It felt as if he’d shared his deepest, dirtiest secret but she didn’t judge him for his weakness. She understood and he loved her all the more for it. He pushed a lock of blonde hair free from her shoulder and gazed upon all that ripe flesh before him. “Do you really love him? Will he make you happy?” he asked quietly, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer but he felt compelled to know.
“He does. He’s not you, but I can see myself making a life with him. A life filled with kids and a white picket fence and all those things that we can’t have.”
“I would give you as many children as you wanted,” he said, not knowing why he felt compelled to say anything. But the thought of Elise carrying his children made his heart ache with want and the knowledge that his children would never share her genes caused a sharp and sudden pain he couldn’t avoid.
Her eyes were sad and all she said was, “I know” before leaning in to seal her mouth to his. Their tongues danced and tangled, sliding sensually against one another building heat between them until her hot slit dripped with her juices. He pushed up, grinding his stiffening cock against her, needing to bury himself within that moist core again.
“I want you so much,” he whispered against the soft skin of her neck. “In a million years I’ll never stop wanting you.”
Tears wet her cheeks as she nodded in silent agreement. “Fuck me so hard I’m bruised and sore. I want to feel your touch on my body so that during the long plane ride home, I can remember every thrust of your cock inside me.”
“If I could I would brand you with my touch,” he said, fighting his own tears. God damn it. This was cruelty at its worst but he would do as she asked. She lifted and he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance and she sank down on the shaft with a deep groan of pleasure that he felt down to his toes. Her sweet pussy, warm and ready, was wet with her need and he thrust hard into that moist heat, pistoning her womb with a grunt. “That deep enough for you, baby?” he bit out with a moan as she rode his cock, gyrating on his thick erection like a stripper on a pole.
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“Deeper,” she begged, her tits bouncing as she rode up and down on his cock, groaning as she leaned forward so he could suck a nipple into his mouth. “Fuck me deeper, baby, please!”
He released her nipple and growled, “You got it” before lifting her off his cock and bending her over the plush sofa cushions. Her round ass was up in the air, her perfectly trimmed pussy lips glistening from their fucking, and he sucked in a sharp breath at the sight. He palmed both cheeks and squeezed before kissing her bare ass and giving it a nip. She uttered a soft squeak and then arched her back, offering herself to him. He pushed his cock deep inside, seating himself to the hilt within her honeyed walls. She cried out as he grabbed a fistful of her hair as he thrust. Her pussy wept with juices as he fucked her hard and deep, just as she desired. His beloved Elise, so beautiful, so perfect in every way, had always liked it a little rough. He rode her hard, jamming his cock into her over and over until he was sure he was hitting the backs of her teeth but he couldn’t seem to cum. He needed more. Something she’d only done with him. Something he was sure she’d never do with anyone else.
“Elise,” he groaned, slowing his thrusts against her. She cried softly, knowing what he wanted. “Have you ever…?”
“No.” She stiffened in anticipation, or fear, he wasn’t sure. “Only you,” she whispered. And his heart sang. Another man would share her bed, have his children, but only he would claim her ass. She glanced back at him, understanding in her eyes. “Do it, Gage. Fuck me in the ass. I’m yours in that way, always.”
Gage didn’t wait. He pulled his cock free from her pussy and grabbing both cheeks, he spread them and wiggled his tongue along her puckered pink bud clenched tight. He played with the ring of muscle, coaxing it to relax, pleasuring her in the dirtiest way possible, yet felt no shame or reluctance. There was no part of Elise’s body that would disgust him. He would do anything that brought her pleasure. And the feeling was mutual. Elise was offering her ass to him without reservation, even though he knew it wasn’t her favorite position. He lubed her ass with plenty of his saliva, though he wished he’d had better lube than just his spit. But he couldn’t wait. He would be gentle but he needed her so badly.
“Relax, baby,” he instructed softly, pushing the head against her tightly closed sphincter. “Open up for me. That’s it…” she breathed through the invasion, whimpering only slightly as he pressed slowly past the ring of fire. She shuddered and he thought he might explode with pure pleasure watching his cock get swallowed up in her ass. He made slow, shallow thrusts, readying her for the full force of his cock. She groaned and gripped the cushions tightly as she started to match his thrusts with ones of her own. “God yessss, Gage,” she whispered with a cry as the pleasure built. “Yesssss…fuck me! No more gentleness, do it now!”
Gage gritted his teeth against the urge to simply become a mindless fucking machine but he wanted to savor the moment. If only his cock wasn’t ready to blow already. “You feel so good, Elise,” he gasped, clutching at her hips, driving into her, watching his cock slide in and out of that gorgeous ass. “You’re so tight, so perfect. Oh my God!”
She matched his groans and soon her groans turned into cries as he rocked her body, fucking her harder than he ever thought possible, ramming his cock into her tiny hole without mercy. Elise was his! He poured his anger and frustration as well as love into every thrust; their cries of passion rang out through the empty and still house, the flames from the fire creating shadows as they fucked. That tell-tale tingle started and rumbled through his cock, spreading through his entire body as he came so hard, he nearly passed out. Elise wasn’t far behind. He pumped jets of his cum into her ass, pouring into her like a blasting hose, spraying her with his seed. He withdrew and collapsed to the floor and Elise rolled to her side, gasping.
“Oh my God, Gage,” she exclaimed, panting hard. “That was amazing! Oh God…I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard.”
He smiled and rolled to his back on the carpet, completely spent. It was several moments before either could speak coherently. She joined him on the floor and lay next to him. He tucked her under his arm and they laid like that for several long moments before she spoke. “Being here with you is like heaven,” she said softly, interlacing her fingers with his. “Even though it will kill me to leave…I’m glad I came.”
He kissed her forehead and sighed. “Me too.”
He just tried not to think of what would come with the dawn.
***
Elise was warm and sated lying against Gage. For a wild moment she entertained the thought of simply staying, of saying goodbye to her old life and letting the chips fall where they may. But then she cringed when she pictured the conversation with their parents, how her stepfather would look disgusted and her mother would pale. There simply was no polite and safe way to admit that you’ve been in love with your step-brother since the minute he entered your life. The drama, the tears, the accusations of betrayal, not to mention the stigma…Elise simply couldn’t risk it.
Not even for Gage.
“We should shower,” she suggested as Gage’s seed was dribbling from her body and drying to her skin. Not that she minded terribly, in a perverse way she enjoyed having his essence on her body. Somehow it felt like they belonged to one another for as long as their fluids mingled.
“All right,” he said, slowly rising to his feet, holding his hand out to her. “But only if I get to scrub your body.”
“Deal,” she said, grinning.
She held his hand as they walked to his expansive bedroom and when he flicked the light, bathing the room with light, she sucked in a wild breath at the luxury. A California King platform bed dominated the room with masculine accents throughout the room, but beside his bed, right alongside his alarm clock was a framed picture of her. It wasn’t recent; in fact, it was the picture he took of her at her high school graduation. Her secret smile told a story, one only she and him had known.
Her gaze found his. It was difficult to chastise him for holding onto such an obvious memento because it warmed her in places that had felt frozen for far too long. Instead she smiled and said, “You need a more recent photo.”
“This one is special to me.”
She smiled, almost identically to the one in the photo. “Me too.” She gestured to the bathroom. “Shall we…?”
His stare devoured her and a flush of anticipation raced across her skin. She suspected it would be difficult to keep their hands to the task of washing when they both wanted to touch and feel every inch of each other’s body.
They spent a leisurely shower, washing with gentle hands that explored and rediscovered and after a quick fuck against the shower wall, they emerged exhausted but squeaky clean. A yawn escaped and she climbed into his huge bed without reservation, as if they’d always shared a bed together and this was simply their routine.
His eyes told her he approved and he slid into the bed with her. He spooned her naked body and pressed tiny kisses along the nape of her neck. She was so tired but she felt his cock twitch as if wanting to play. She grinned and pressed her backside against him to torture him. “Sleep, baby,” she instructed him playfully and then yawned again.
“I don’t want to sleep. The morning will come too quickly if I do.”
She sobered. “Then hold me all night while I dream.”
“Dream of me.”
“Always,” she sighed.
Elise slept soundly and when she woke, Gage was still crashed out, sleeping like the dead. She gazed at him for a long moment, memorizing every line so that when she closed her eyes at night, she would see him. Scott and Gage were worlds apart. She half suspected that was the true attraction she felt for Scott. She’d never be able to replace Gage, so she wouldn’t even try. But Scott was a good provider, kind and gentle. He’d make a wonderful father and a faithful husband. A woman could do a lot worse.
But he wasn’t Gage.
She traced the faint frown line from Gage’s forehead, smil
ing at how innocent he managed to appear in slumber. The clock read six a.m. She would have to leave soon. But first…
She maneuvered beneath the covers and quietly sucked his soft cock into her mouth. Within seconds, it began to stiffen against her tongue. He groaned in his sleep and thrust against her mouth. She smiled around the cock in her mouth and began to suck harder. The heat beneath the blanket became intolerable and she paused only long enough to toss the covers from their bodies. She glanced up at Gage and found him smiling hazily at her with sleepy eyes. “Hey gorgeous,” he murmured, closing his eyes as her mouth found his cock again. He moaned as she worked his cock, sliding up and down until he was groaning and jerking his hips against her. She teased the head, then worked the shaft, as her palm worked in tandem with her mouth. She loved the taste and feel of him. She wanted to feel him spill across her tongue and taste his cream sliding down her throat. She wanted his essence to be a part of her. “E-elise!” he cried out, spurting hot, thick loads of his cream into her mouth until she gulped his seed down in great, greedy swallows. She lovingly sucked him dry, delighting in the way his body spasmed and jerked with the aftershocks of his orgasm, and once he was finished, she climbed his body and planted her pussy right on his face.