“Come for me, Allie,” I heard him say. It was a demand.
I squeezed my eyes shut and began to babble incoherently as my own fantasy came true. Every muscle in my body went tight as my orgasm began to wash over my body. It was even better than the one I had in the shower. My legs spasmed and knew that they wouldn't hold out for much longer. I needed him. Now. “Come in me,” I begged. “Come in me, quick!”
James' hand left my hair and moved back to my hip. He began thrusting deep and fast, using my body for his maximum pleasure. His cock grew even more, almost to the point of pain as a growl came from him. A rush of liquid hit my body, hot and fast, as his first spurt entered my body. I cried out “Yes!” as I felt more and more of him spill out into me.
My knees went wobbly, partly from my pleasure and partly from exertion. I arched my back, milking his cock and giving him all I had. My legs quivering, I grabbed onto the doorknob for support as I moved some weight from my legs. “Don't you dare stop,” I moaned.
He grunted and kept pumping into me. I could already feel his seed completely coating me, filling every nook and cranny. My ears were ringing, but I could still hear the wet sound of him pushing into me and pulling fluid out, which was now already beginning to drip down my leg. I knew he was done with his orgasm, but I kept bucking my hips, still feeling his hard cock fill my body.
Our tempo slowed, but he didn't pull out. We just rested there, braced against the door and breathing hard. I squeezed my pussy down on him and felt a little more liquid flow out, causing me a little aftershock of an orgasm.
Finally, his cock slid out of me, bringing what felt like several gallons of liquid with it. He staggered back into the hotel room, taking a seat in the first chair he could find and throwing himself into it, breathing hard. I turned around and smiled at him. My own legs were quite wobbly, so I just made it over to his chair before collapsing into his lap. I felt his cock twitch once underneath me as his arms wrapped around my body. We sat like this for a few minutes, not looking at each other, but relaxed against each other.
Finally, he said, “Well, I'm ready to talk if you are.”
Chapter Six
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked coyly. I put my nose against his throat. He smelled so amazingly good. Masculine, yet clean and sexy as hell. I could smell him forever and never get tired of the scent.
He shook his head. “Well, for one, no other woman has ever had that effect on me.”
I blushed. Even here, cradled in his arms and naked, he could somehow make me feel even more beautiful. One of his hands remained behind my back to support me while, with the other, he began to run his fingertips up and down my skin. It sent shivers and smiles through my entire body.
He continued. “I think I like you, Allie.” His voice turned darker. “And that's a problem.”
I sighed. “I know.”
“I've wanted to fuck you since I was eighteen, but I thought it would be just a one-time thing. The only reason I didn't try back then was because I knew it would complicate things at home. Your dad was great to me, and I didn't want to ruin that by listening to my dick, especially because he was cool with me bringing home other girls. But now...”
I waited for him to continue. “But now?”
He sighed. “You had become something of a fantasy girl for me. I'd pick up mousy little blondes who reminded me of you and fuck them silly. With all my money, they all thought I was out of their league and would do anything for me, and in turn I made them do everything.”
I thought about what “everything” included. I thought about asking, but he continued.
“But now that I've got the real thing, I don't want any of that. I just want you, plain and simple.” He laughed a bitter laugh. “It's funny, but being with you is the one thing money can't buy.”
“Because of my dad? Look, he knows I'm no longer his little angel. We can talk to him and-”
“It's not just your dad,” he said, cutting me off. “It's the public. It's the business. Imagine if I have a big deal coming up, and it becomes known that I'm fucking my little sister-”
“Stepsister,” I corrected him.
“Right, stepsister. It's still a sore subject with most people. Imagine that business owner is one of them and calls the whole deal off. I could lose millions. My shareholders could lose millions. I'd be thrown out of my own company.”
I bit my lip. “But you'd still be rich.”
“Yeah, of course I'd still be rich. But it's about more than the money to me. It has always been about more than the money. If there's one thing that your father taught me, it's the joy of negotiation. The wheeling and dealing. It's the most important thing in my life right now.”
It was more brutal honesty from him. It was everything I could to keep from touching my belly and thinking about the future that the child had. “More important than me,” I said in a soft voice.
“Not entirely,” he said quickly. “It's just- we can't allow this to be public. That's all. I still want to see you. I still want to touch you,” he said, running his fingers up to my breast and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I can't not touch you.”
“So, where do we go from here?” I asked, hiding my face in his shoulder.
He shrugged. “The status quo works alright for me for now. We both agree to stay single or to let the other one know if anything changes with that.” He smiled. “I can meet you here, you can meet me in Boston, we can both meet up in Hawaii. You know, whatever happens to be most convenient at the time.”
“Hawaii, huh?” I bit my lip. It would interfere with my school to have to jet set around the country any time I wanted to meet up with James. Then again, he had been so excited to see me that he had practically bashed my door down with his cock, and I wanted more of that. “This week is actually pretty good for me if you want me to come to Boston.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe. I have a lot of work this week, but if you don't mind spending more time at the coffee shop, that might work.”
I practically shivered at the idea of spending more time with James. “You know, I'm going to need some money if I'm going to be buying tickets to all sorts of fancy locations. Otherwise, my dad is going to put a stop on my credit card.”
James laughed. “I'll wire some money to your account out of my alias' account.” I thought about asking him for a moment why he would need an alias for anything, but then he stood up, picking me up with him. It seemed to be effortless for him to pick me up and cradle me like this. “And now, my dear, I believe I am ready to go again.”
I looked down. He wasn't kidding. Somehow, as we sat, he had already extended to his full length. “James, it's only been like fifteen minutes!” I said, giving him a wry little smile. “I think I'm pretty sore.”
He rolled his eyes. “Come on, Allie. You're eighteen years old. Your body is a limber little ball of energy.” He lifted me up further, kissing me. I ran my hand over his chest, enjoying the feeling of his taut muscles as he kept me lifted up. I heard him moan softly as he kissed me, then he pulled away. “Tell me you don't want it again,” he challenged me.
I grinned. “Well, I suppose this little ball of energy has one more left in her.”
I felt myself being lifted up over his head. I shrieked as he threw me over his shoulder, his hand staying securely on my ass as he walked toward his bed. For the moment, I didn't care how sore I was. This view was amazing. I watched that muscular ass move and admired it, knowing that soon it would be undulating as he thrust into me.
I couldn't see where we were going, but when he bent over and threw me off his shoulder, I braced for a hard landing. Instead, I found myself thrown onto a nice, soft bed. James' naked body was next to mine in an instant. He seemed to be worshiping my body, running his fingers up and down from my belly to my tits. I closed my eyes and began to writhe, knowing that he'd enjoy that.
After a few more moments of caresses, I arched my back and moaned for him. That seemed to be all it took to drive him wild. I
loved that I had that effect on him. He moved on top of me, his cock immediately questing for my entrance. I was completely turned on, but I knew that the best lubricant was still leaking out of me. When he found my pussy, I spread my legs just a little wider and he slid right in.
I gasped and my eyes shot open. His eyes were locked on mine. He moved his hand to my cheek, seemingly cradling it as he opened me up. I turned my face toward his hand and took his thumb in my mouth, closing my eyes and sucking on it. His pupils dilated and he plowed into me even deeper. My moans were muffled from my closed mouth but I knew that the vibrations on his thumb would feel fantastic to him.
“This body is just too perfect,” he murmured. He slammed into me, moving his hand from my face to behind my back, then suddenly stopped. I was about to ask what he was doing when he thrust one of his legs up and flipped us. I shrieked again as his cock went a little too deep inside of me as I fell on him. He was so big inside of me, filling me to the point where I didn't know where he ended and I began. He didn't really give me a chance to recover, pulling me close against him and jackhammering into me from below.
His hands moved to my hips and he pushed me up a little bit. “I want to see you,” he said. I lifted myself to a kneeling position, and watched his eyes dilate again as I began to writhe on him. I wanted to make him lose control again. I grabbed my tits and pushed them up, moaning as I did so. His hands stayed on my sides, digging his fingers in with pleasure.
In another moment, I leaned forward a little and put my hands on his chest. My elbows pushed my breasts together, giving me fantastic cleavage and pointing my nipples directly at him. He obviously loved this, as he leaned forward to try to suckle on them. My hands on his chest prevented that, but in a moment he didn't seem to care.
As I continued to writhe, I must have hit a rhythm that James liked. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. His hips matched mine without either of us having to think about it. “That feels so fucking good, Allie. You have no idea.”
I did have an idea, though. I loved being in control of my stepbrother for once in my life. I could feel the warm semen that he had already deposited within me, and with each movement of our bodies, I was keenly aware of how he made me feel. I had him angled at just the right spot. I moved one of my hands from his chest to my clit, rubbing myself as I tried to take even more of him into my body.
That definitely started me on my way toward my orgasm. And as I watched him open his mouth in pleasure, I knew that he was well on his way toward his own orgasm. I wanted us to come together, just like we had the last time that we had sex in Boston. I began to rub myself faster, but I knew that I wouldn't get there in time.
My hand crept upward, as if it had a mind of its own. When it reached the bottom of my tummy, I thought about the little baby bump that I would feel in just a few weeks. I thought of the new life that James had put inside there, the child that our lust had created, and I felt myself rising up much faster.
Faster than he was, in fact. I staggered forward as the first wave of my orgasm hit, my hands moving to either side of James' head and catching me. I felt my pussy contract but I knew that my own writhing had slowed down. James' eyes shot open, and he took charge. He put his hands on my back, pulling me forward while finally getting the chance to suckle my tits. His hips thrust up with a faster pace than I had ever felt before.
My orgasm continued as his nails began to dig into my back and his face just pressed into my tits rather than licking them. Suddenly, he pushed extra deep inside of me, staying there for a moment, then pulling out and pushing all the way back in. I heard his ragged breathing against my chest as he pumped a new load of millions of sperm into my body.
I felt another contraction rock my body as his semen shot into my body, soaking my already drenched womb. I collapsed into him and began to writhe my hips as he slowed his own movements. Still, his fingers still dug into my back, pinning me to him. Soon, though, he let the pressure down, seeming to relax completely against the bed.
His face moved into a soft smile, the look of a man completely at peace. His eyes opened and he began to stroke my hair. I could feel him softening, but every time I moved and my breasts touched against his chest in a new way, his cock twitched within me.
I put my hands on his chest and laid my head against him, closing my eyes. I wished that we could stay just like this for at least the rest of the day, curled up in bed together in post-coital bliss. I knew that he had a plane to catch, but I didn't care. Time seemed to stop when I was here with him.
He kept stroking my hair for a few minutes more. Then, he rolled out from under me and off the bed. “We need to get going. Do you need to rinse off?”
I shook my head. “Not unless you're going to.”
He grinned. “Maybe I should, but I'm going to need to anyway after the flight if I'm going to look my best for this social event.” He turned toward me, pointing toward his dick. “You just can't get enough of seeing this in the shower, can you?”
I laughed. Cocky James was back in action. “I guess not.”
“Well, I promise that next time I get you in my apartment, I'll let you do more than look in the shower.”
The offer sent a new shiver of happiness to me. I had always enjoyed shower sex, and I was glad that I was going to get to watch those washboard abs of his actually have water running down them. “I look forward to it.”
He grinned. “Good. Now get dressed.”
Chapter Seven
We took the taxi back to my dorm in silence. I knew that he couldn't be seen showing public displays of affection for me, but I still wished that I could lean up against him and have him touch me again.
I wondered if he'd ever be able to treat me like a girlfriend.
It was 11 am when we got back there. I half expected to see Nicole still passed out, but she was gone.
“Good,” James said when he saw that she wasn't there. I was almost worried that I'd have to bat her away when we got here.
There was a pause between us. “So,” I said.
“So.”
“When am I going to get to see you again?” I asked.
He shrugged. “This next week is terrible for me. What about next Friday? What are you doing then?”
I didn't have anything planned. “I don't know, my own business is doing so well that I might just be busy that day.”
He rolled his eyes. “It's just that I saw this last night.” He walked over to my computer desk and picked up the flyer from his coffee shop. “We're playing next Friday, and I was wondering if you'd like to come.”
I grabbed the flyer from him. “'Lefty and the Sharks'? How did you get the name 'Lefty'?”
He shrugged. “I'm not Lefty. I'm one of the Sharks.”
“How am I supposed to believe that the CEO of his own company isn't even the front name for the band that he's in?”
He shrugged again. “I don't run the band. Don't have time for it. I just like to play the guitar. In fact, we have another guy that sometimes fills in for me on guitar for practices and gigs.”
I laughed. “I have a hard time believing that you half-ass anything, especially your own band.”
He had a wry smile on his face. “I don't really care what you believe, Allie. I just like to play.”
I didn't really have a response to that. “Two weeks is a long time to wait to see you,” I said instead.
“Thirteen days, really. And it's fine. I'll email you between now and then. Can I count on you to come?”
I smiled and took a step closer to him. We were almost touching and I could feel his warmth through the air. “Yeah, I'll be there.”
“Good. We'll be practicing before the show and I'm hosting the after party. We won't get a lot of time alone on Friday but I guarantee I'll make it up to you on Saturday.”
“You guarantee it, huh? Can I get that in writing?”
He smiled and shook his head. “The last time I gave you a contract, you leveraged it to its maximum
potential. You're too savvy a businesswoman to just willy-nilly sign a deal with.”
Inwardly, I laughed at that. But he was right. I would have used it to its maximum potential...
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my dorm room door opening. Nicole walked in, looking far more chipper than I had expected. I quickly stepped back away from James and into sister-appropriate territory. Nicole looked great. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a pink t-shirt. Definitely not enough clothes for how cold it was outside.
James gave her a once-over as she walked in, and I still couldn't blame him. He winced, however, when she walked right toward him. “James!” she cried out, wrapping her hands around him a big hug. “I was hoping I'd see you again. Are we going out tonight?”
James smiled and wrapped his hands lightly around her back. His eyes flicked to me before he pushed her away a little bit. “Nicole, glad you're alright. I told you last night that I had business today and that I'd be flying out.”
Nicole pouted. “Aw, that's too bad. I was hoping to get a redo of last night.”
I just bet she was, I thought trying very hard not to succumb to jealousy. James laughed. “Maybe some other time,” he said.
It sounded like a blow-off to me, but Nicole apparently didn't pick up on it. “Can I get your number? You know in case I ever find myself in Boston.”
James didn't even miss a beat. “Sure, here's my business card. You'll have to let my secretary know that I know you from New York, but the message will get to me eventually.”
Nicole took the card and quickly read it. “And this is your email address?”
“Yeah. Sometimes that's a better way to get in contact with me,” he said.
“Well,” Nicole started, slipping the business card into her back pocket. “I do want to get in contact with you. And I always get what I want,” she said. The implication was clear. It was very hard not to hit her. She thrust out her chest, and touched his arm, dragging her fingertip down to his hand.
James cleared his throat. I had no doubt that he was already getting hard again, thinking about the little hard body in front of him. Still, his eyes flicked to me. “Allie, see you soon?”
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