Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15351 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15351 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
He’s lost his trunks completely, and my panties are the only thing stopping his entrance. He doesn’t give a shit about the wet material because he tugs them down and tosses them across the patio. “Those were in my way.” Drake’s thick middle finger pumps into my pussy, testing me, prepping for the beast he’s about to give me. He adds a second digit and my back arches.
“Oh, Drake,” I cry out.
“You’re about to get railed, Summer. I hope you’re ready.”
“I am. I need you inside me.”
He removed his fingers and replaced them with his fat cock. The pleasurable burn of his entrance nearly splits me in two. I press my hands on the edge of the pool, holding myself up as he grips the last step, driving into me. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” he growls against my ear. My pussy floods with every thrust of his hips. Water sluices over us, splashing my breasts and drawing more attention to them.
“You are so damn sexy like this. My wet Summer.” Drake’s mouth latches onto my hard nipple, sucking it between his lips. My pussy flexes around his thick pole, lubing it up even more as he rams my hole. “I’m not going to stop fucking until you’ve come for me, my little step-sis. Come for me.”
“Yes, big step-bro.”
“Do you want me to come in your pretty little cunt?”
“Yes, please.” He flipped us around and sat on the step and had me straddle his lap, taking his dick so deep. “Oh my God. You’re so deep inside me.”
“Is it too much?”
“A little.” He lifts me off him and slowly works me up and down his large stick. I’m such a sticky mess as I grind down his pole, bouncing on him. Soon, I take him all the way so that I’m sitting on his lap. “I’m taking it all, big stepbrother.”
“Good girl. Take your stepbrother’s big dick. Fuck, I’m going to breed that tight little hole so you’re carrying my baby.”
“But…”
“No, buts. You’re going to be a good little girl and give me what I want, right?”
“Yes. Anything for you.”
“That’s what I want to hear because you’re mine, Summer. From the first moment I walked out onto this patio, I craved you. Now come on my cock because I have to feed every drop of cum into your womb.”
“Yes, please. Give it to me.” I bounce faster, needing his cum. It’s like all my fantasies are coming to life. The dreams I’ve had for months are here. “Fuck, Drake. I’m coming.” He fists my hair and slams his mouth on mine, kissing me roughly and holding me still as he floods my womb with his release. “There you go, baby. Take my seed. Every fucking drop is yours.”
I collapsed on his chest, breathing heavily. It’s insane what just happened, including the crazy sex talk and role-playing. Still, my body is electrified with lust, and I want to do it again. As if it’s a repeat of last night, the rain begins again. “I guess it’s time to go inside.” He pulls out of me and then scoops me up in his arms, carrying me to the sliding doors, but not before snagging a couple of towels on the way. Drake dries us off a bit on the way up to his bedroom. The towels hit the floor as we hit the shower. “Let’s wash up, and then I’m going to feed you before I have dessert between your thighs.”
An hour later, I find my belly full and my hand over my mouth as I hold back a scream as Drake devours my pussy. He lifts his head and tugs my hand off my mouth. “Don’t you dare cover your mouth. This is my damn house, so you shout this place down or I’ll take you in the living room while taking a damn conference call. I want the world to know you’re mine and I can’t get enough of your pussy.”
“Drake,” I gasp. His finger presses on my backside as his tongue dips into my hole. The man steals my breath as he eats my mound until my throat is raw. Then Drake pushes his massive cock deep inside me until he fills me with another round of his thick essence.
“Wow,” I sigh, letting out a yawn. “I love you,” I whisper as my eyes grow heavy and sleep takes me.
Chapter Seven
Drake
It’s been two days since she let the “L” word slip in her post-sex sleep and I’m not sure she really meant it. We’ve only known each other for a few days, and although I know my feelings, I’m not sure where she stands. Lust could have driven her to let those words fall from her lips. I want to hear them again when she isn’t a sleepy post-orgasmic mess.