Stepbrother OMG! (The Stepbrother Romance Series #2)

by Claire Adams

  Jaxon brought the tip of his tongue swirling around my clit and I threw my head back against the pillows, moving my hips mindlessly. It was so good—so right, I didn’t care what happened next or how we were going to deal with it, all I wanted was more. He sucked the little bead of nerves between his lips, sucked as much of me into his mouth as he could and teased what he couldn’t with his fingertips until I was trembling all over, every muscle in my body tensing and flexing. I felt my inner muscles all start to flutter and then the next minute I was coming, my pussy gushing against his lips as I twisted the blankets in one hand and grabbed at Jaxon’s shoulder with the other. Jaxon kept it up all through my climax, flickering his tongue against me, sucking and licking, devouring me as I pitched and arched, every ability to think totally gone from my head.

  I came back to myself slowly and realized that Jaxon was right next to me, his hands dancing along the curves of my body, soothing me and stoking up the fire of my need once more all at the same time. “Fuck,” I said, opening my eyes and turning over to look at him. He still had his boxers on, but I could see the outline of his cock against them, the material tight, the fabric just a little damp where his precum had started flowing. “That isn’t even fair, you stupid jerk.”

  Jaxon laughed. “So give me a taste of my own medicine,” He suggested. I took a deep breath to slow the racing of my heart, to get my breathing back to normal. I sat up in the bed and pushed Jaxon onto his back, straddling him with my thighs. I leaned in and kissed him hungrily; in spite of having just come so hard I nearly blacked out for a minute or two, I couldn’t deny that I wanted more. I’d gone down on a few guys in my life, but it didn’t have as much thrill as the idea of sucking Jaxon off, feeling him get just as turned on as I’d been a few moments before. I slithered down along his body, kissing and nibbling, teasing him like he’d teased me. Jaxon was already tense, and as I pressed against him, I could feel his cock was already rock-hard, his whole body on the edge. It wouldn’t last long, I thought, but it’d be fun. I tugged his boxers down over his hips as quickly as I could, freeing his cock and narrowly avoiding the spring of it hitting my face.

  “A little eager, are we?” I said jokingly. Jaxon rolled his eyes, but he was grinning, he was so turned on I didn’t think he could even think anymore. For just a moment—knowing it might be the very last time I had an opportunity like this—I looked at his naked body. He was so incredibly hot that I was starting to get wet again just at the sight of him; all rippling muscle, tan lines from playing sports out in the sun, body hair in all the right places and not too much of it. He was easily the hottest guy I’d ever been with, and even if he was technically my brother, I couldn’t care less. All I wanted was him. I wrapped my hand around the base of his thick, hard cock and began to stroke him slowly, shifting down against his legs, holding him down with my weight. I knew that if Jaxon really wanted to get rid of me he wouldn’t have any problem—but he was only too willing and happy to let me do just what I wanted to him.

  I rubbed the tip of his cock with my thumb as I moved my hand up and down, getting a feel for him. I wanted to remember this, as awkward as it was, as much as I might regret it; it’d be good material for future showers. I finally brought my mouth down over him, and breathed against his sensitive skin—teasing him for just one moment longer. Jaxon groaned, his hand on my shoulder tightening, his eyes falling closed as his hips bucked in reaction to the hot and cold of my breath. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and the taste of his salty-sharp precum coated my tongue, flowing into my mouth in little half-steady drips and spurts. He was definitely close, and as much as I’d never liked having a guy come in my mouth, I couldn’t think of anything I could want more in the world in that moment. I started to work him with my lips and tongue, sucking and licking, bringing my hand up to meet my mouth as I took more and more of him in.

  Jaxon’s cock was bigger than any other guy’s that I’d been with; I felt my gag reflex tickle when I had almost all of him, felt my throat spasm. I breathed slowly and deeply, suppressing it as I made myself relax and start moving faster. I kept my fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, but even holding him as tightly as I dared, Jaxon’s erection twitched inside of my mouth, his precum flowing more freely, his hips beginning to buck as I sucked harder, my tongue swirling around the tip as I pulled back almost all the way before taking him almost to my throat. “Ah—God, shit, Mia, so good, so hot…” Jaxon murmured words until they tangled up without any meaning at all, tumbling out of his mouth mindlessly. His fingers were wrapped up in my hair, twisting and tugging, but he never tried to shove me down onto him, never tried to make me take more than I could handle. I focused for a little while just on the tip, working the rest of him with my hand, and then began to take all of him that I could, deep inside of my mouth, pressing against the top of my throat until I managed to completely suppress my gag reflex to work him harder and harder, faster and faster.

  Just when I was sure he would start coming—Jaxon’s cock was twitching between my lips, his hips twisting and thrusting up to meet my hand and my mouth—Jaxon pushed me away, gently, sending me stumbling sideways back onto the bed. He sat up, panting, soaked in sweat but with a broad smile on his face. “Enough payback,” he told me, taking a deep breath. I could see he was pushing down the impulse to come—it made me wonder. “I’m not going to settle for second best.”

  “Whoever said my mouth was second best?” I asked him, feeling almost offended.

  “Second best to this?” Jaxon reached down between my legs and began stroking me again. I was already soaking wet, already ready for him. I moaned in spite of my instinct to feel offended.

  “Yeah, okay,” I said, getting hotter and hotter, more and more turned on every moment. Jaxon tumbled me onto my back and covered my body with his own, pressing me down into the blankets of the bed, his hands wandering all over me. In spite of having wanted him to come in my mouth—and the thrill and power that would come along with that—I couldn’t disagree with the idea that finishing with real sex would be even better. Jaxon shifted down between my legs and I felt the wet heat of his cock, slick with my saliva and his own fluids, rubbing up against me. He teased me with the tip, swiping it against my clit, thrusting his hips against mine to make the length of his cock rub all over me. He shifted against me and I moaned out as his cock pushed into me slowly.

  Jaxon filled me up inch by inch, taking his time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my hips down to meet his, gripping his shoulders in my hands. “God,” I murmured as Jaxon started moving inside of me slowly, pulling back only to thrust in deeper, “I almost…forgot…” I tightened my muscles around him, loving the way he felt inside of me, thick and hot and hard. Jaxon groaned into my shoulder, picking up his pace gradually, pushing deeper and deeper inside of me as we started to move together. It felt so good—it felt so perfect. I moved in counterpoint to his thrusts as both of our bodies started to heat up, our sweat mingling, every push of his hips putting friction against my clit.

  “You’re so tight, so hot,” Jaxon murmured lowly in my ear. “Fuck, I love how wet you get.” He started thrusting harder and faster, almost pounding into me, and I could feel his cock twitching inside me, the tip brushing along my inner walls, turning me on more and more. “You feel so good,” Jaxon told me as he started panting. We were both on the edge of orgasm, rubbing against each other, gripping each other’s bodies tight as we moved together.

  I hit my orgasm first—not as mind-blowing as the first one, but the waves of pleasure washing through me made me tingle all over, made me moan out and cling to Jaxon in desperation. I was barely aware of Jaxon’s cock beginning to twitch inside of me, and in the midst of my climax I felt the sticky-slick gush of his come shooting into me. Jaxon groaned out, his lips a few inches away from my ear, and we both continued to move until we simply couldn’t anymore, while the tingling pleasure hit me in wave after wave. Jaxon and I both collapsed against the bed, tangled up
in each other, completely and totally satisfied and exhausted.

  CHAPTER 10

  The next morning I woke up slowly, for a moment confused. There was a weight in the bed next to me—the sheets were stuck to my legs. I felt the deep-down tenderness between my thighs, in my hips, and I remembered all at once what had happened the night before. I didn’t open my eyes as my body tingled all over with remembered pleasure, the way that Jaxon had touched me and teased me. I was only half-awake; my brain was full of dreams, memories—the first time that Jaxon and I had been together and again from the night before. I smiled to myself in my half-asleep state, feeling the low thrumming heat of what we’d done.

  All at once, my half-awake reverie was interrupted. “Mia! Up and at ‘em! Breakfast and shopping await us!” It was my mom’s voice. Fuck. My eyes opened all at once and I was fully awake, sitting up in my bed. The next moment, my mom—totally ignoring the courtesy she’d always given me of knocking and waiting for me to ask her to come in—opened the door. My heart stopped short in my chest. There was my mom, standing in the doorway, staring into my room with a look of complete and utter shock on her face.

  And there I was, sitting up in my bed, as naked as the day I was born, the sheets around my legs. And next to me, in the bed, Jaxon was every bit as naked. I looked at my mom in complete horror. Jaxon and I had tried so hard to hide that we even remotely knew each other before, and now, because of mom’s eagerness to get me out of bed, everything had fallen apart.

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  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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