Stepbrother Dearest - Page 11

Even as wet as I was, it burned like hell when he first tried to enter me. I dug my nails into his back to curb the discomfort. I breathed through it as he stretched me. Eventually, the pain became tolerable. I’ll never forget the way it felt when he was fully inside of me for the first time or the sound he made. He’d been so controlled until that moment when he shut his eyes and panted. “Greta…this…you…fuck.”

With each subsequent movement, the penetration went from painfully uncomfortable to painfully incredible. He was still taking it easy, but honestly, from the look on his face, I wasn’t sure if he could take much more.

He pulled out slowly then pushed back in even slower. “It’s tougher to control myself than I thought. You’re so tight. This feels so good; it’s indescribable. I need to come, but it has to be with you.”

As if on command, my muscles began to contract. “I am. Now. Oh God. Elec!” I’d yelled his name out too loudly.

He placed his hand over my mouth. “Shh…oh God. Greta…fuck…Greta,” he whispered as he came, his c**k pulsating inside of me. I could feel the heat of his release through the condom as his heart slammed against mine.

“That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” I said.

“Yeah.” He kissed my nose. “And I haven’t even f**ked you yet.”


The fact that it felt empty when he’d only gotten up to go the bathroom was not a good sign about how tomorrow would feel. His leaving was only a few hours away, and I was already craving the return of his smell and his touch in the two minutes he was gone.

It was convenient to have a small half-bathroom off of my room since he might have woken up Randy and my mother if he had to go down the hall. He returned with a small washcloth and lay back down next to me.

“Open your legs.” He placed it between them and held it there. “Does that feel good?”

“Yeah, it does. Thanks.”

I really wasn’t in that much pain, but the warmth of the cloth was soothing.

“Does it hurt?”

“No. It’s really not bad at all. I’d be okay to try it again.”

“We will. I want you to rest up a little first.”

The room was dark except for the light coming from the bathroom. Over the next hour, he got up a few times to replace the cloth with a warmer one. He’d just lie next to me, holding it between my legs. We were both still completely naked, and it surprised me that it no longer phased me because he’d made me feel completely comfortable in my own skin. I almost wished he wasn’t being so caring and sweet toward me.

We talked a lot in that hour: about his writing, about my pondering becoming a teacher, about our plans for next year. He would be attending a community college near his house in Sunnyvale. He’d live at home to keep an eye on Pilar and planned to get a job on the side.

Elec would talk about anything openly, except the subject of his history with Randy. That was still off-limits the one time I tried to bring it up.

The red digital numbers of the alarm clock taunted me. It was now three-am. My heart was starting to palpitate, and I felt almost panicky. There wasn’t much time left. He must have read my mind because he’d suddenly turned me onto my back so that he was leaning over me.

“Don’t go there,” he said over my lips.


“Wherever your mind is right now.”

“It’s hard not to.”

“I know. What can I do to make it better?”

“Make me forget.”

He stared at me long and hard before I felt his hand wrap gently around my neck.

That seemed to be his thing. I loved it.

“I know you said it before. But do you really want me to show you how I do it?”


“You don’t want me to hold anything back?”

“Don’t go easy on me this time, Elec. Please.”

He looked at me for what seemed like a full minute then said, “Turn around.”

Just that command alone had caused wetness to build between my legs.

It gave me chills when I felt his strong hand slide down the length of my back. Then, with both hands, he firmly squeezed the cheeks of my ass before lowering his mouth and biting it gently…and then again and again.

He whispered against my skin. “I love your ass.” His words caused my muscles to tighten in anticipation.

I let out a deep sigh when his hot mouth landed between my legs from behind me. The sensation of his going down on me from that angle was almost too much to handle. I was throbbing as he licked and sucked harder as if I were his last meal. The sounds he was making were driving me crazy.

“God, you taste so good. I could do this all night,” he groaned into me.

I’d yelled out loudly at one point, and he fisted my hair to bring my face back to his. “Shh. You’re gonna get us in trouble,” he said before sliding his tongue into my mouth and kissing me with the taste of my own arousal.

His kiss then moved down the length of my back, and he suddenly stopped. “Fuck, I can’t take it anymore. We need to move to the floor because this bed will make too much noise.”

I threw a few pillows down without delay and got down on my hands and knees.

He was quiet. When I turned my head around, his eyes were fixed on me as he stroked his engorged cock.

“You on all fours like this…nothing has ever turned me on more in my entire life.”

Watching him pleasuring himself while looking at me had been my biggest turn on.

When I turned back around, I heard the rip of the condom packet and looked back one last time to watch him sheath himself.

“Relax,” he said as he slid one hand up my back and wrapped it around the base of my neck. I’d grown to love the erotic feel of his signature light chokehold. After an initial burn, his c**k sank into me with ease, and I knew right away that this experience was going to be different from the first time.

“Tell me if at any point, it becomes too much.”

I knew that no matter what it felt like, that would never happen.

Every thrust was more intense than the last. He let out a deep breath with each one that I could feel on my back as he continued to hold onto my neck. He was completely in a zone, having finally let go of all apprehension.

This was Elec f**king me.

I wanted it to continue, to see where it would go. “Fuck me harder.”

That had caused him to grab my h*ps as he pounded into me faster. It felt impossible not to scream because it felt too good. In a weird way, having to refrain from making any noise bottled up the pleasure inside me and intensified it. I started to match the rhythm of his movements with my body, and that seemed to put him over the edge.

“Touch yourself, Greta.”

I massaged my swollen cl*t as he slowed down to encourage my cl**ax. I could feel him even deeper inside me now. He gently pushed my torso down so that my ass was lifted higher into the air. The penetration at that angle was so intense, so deep that I could feel the brink of my orgasm.

“Do you feel that?” he whispered.

“Yes. Yes. It’s incredible like this.”

“I’ve never been this deep inside anyone before. It’s never felt like this for me,” he panted. “Never.”

“Oh God…Elec…”

“I want you to come first, and then I want to come all over your back.”

Hearing him say that had set me off. My mouth pressed against the carpet to mask the sound as my orgasm pulsed through me.

When he sensed that I was coming down from it, he pounded into me faster. He pulled out and ripped the condom off then I felt warm liquid shoot out all over my back. That wasn’t something I’d originally thought I’d enjoy…but I loved it.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, running to the bathroom to get a towel. After he cleaned me off, he lifted me off the ground and onto the bed.

The red digital numbers on the clock continued to make me extremely nervous. It was now four in the morning. We lay there facing each other, our lips inches apart.

He brushed his thumb along my cheek. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” I smiled. “That was crazy.”

“That’s what happens when you ask me not to hold anything back. Was it too much for you?”

“No. It was what I expected.”

“You expected that…grand finale?”

“No…uh…that was definitely a surprise.” I laughed.

“I hadn’t ever done that before. I wanted to try something new, too.”


“I wish we had more time. I want to do everything with you.”

“Me, too.”

I wished we had forever.


Exhaustion from our activities must have gotten the best of me because I didn’t even remember falling asleep.

It was five in the morning, and the sun was starting to rise when I awoke to Elec lying on top of me, lightly kissing my neck. He was fully hard and had a condom on. His breathing was erratic as he continued to kiss my neck and suck on my br**sts.

Already wet and ready for him, I had woken up even more aroused than I had been all night.

He kissed down to my stomach and back up then I felt him pushing inside of me. His thrusts were slow but intense. His eyes were closed, and he looked pained. An influx of emotions overwhelmed me suddenly as the reality of what had happened last night and what was about to happen today hit me.

The clock taunted me again. We were running out of time.

My heart felt like it was breaking a little more every time he entered me. He started to kiss me, and his mouth never left mine as he continued to push deeper into me in slow, controlled movements. This time felt different than the other two. It felt like he was trying to tell me with his body what he couldn’t with his words.

It felt like he was making love to me.

If there were any doubt about that, it was erased the minute he stopped kissing me and placed his face close to mine with his eyes open as he f**ked me slowly. He never stopped looking into my eyes after that. It was as if he didn’t want to miss a moment of it because he knew it was the last. This time, it wasn’t about showing me anything. He was taking something he wanted to keep for himself.

The reflection of my own expression in his gray eyes told my side of the story. I had definitely lied. I had lied to him and to myself in saying I could handle this. It had only been a few hours, but it felt like a lifetime of attachment had built up in this room overnight, and it was about to be ripped apart.

His body shuddered as his orgasm suddenly shook through him. His eyes never left mine as he opened his mouth in a silent scream. My muscles clenched in cl**ax as I watched him. He continued pumping into me slowly until there was nothing left of his orgasm.

His voice was hoarse. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“It’s okay,” I said, not even knowing exactly what he was referring to. Was it for coming before I had? Was it for his scheduled abandonment? Was it because he saw the look in my eyes and knew what I was really feeling? Either way, it didn’t change the fact that he was leaving.

Elec stayed with his head on my chest until his breathing calmed down.

When he returned from disposing the condom, I set the clock for seven. He leaned his cheek against my breast, closed his eyes and held me for the last time until we fell asleep.


When the alarm went off, I jumped up to find that the bed was empty. My heart started to race.

He’d left without saying goodbye.

The sun was now pouring through my window, adding to the rude awakening. I buried my head in my hands and cried. This was my own fault. I knew this would happen and had let it. My shoulders shook as tears seeped through the grooves separating my fingers. The soreness between my legs, which didn’t seem noticeable last night in the midst of my sex-induced fog, was now suddenly prominent.

My body flinched when I felt a hand on my back.

I turned around to find Elec standing above me, his eyes dark and empty. “You promised you could handle this, Greta.” He repeated almost inaudibly, “You f**king promised.”

My mouth trembled. “I thought you left without saying goodbye.”

“I went back to my room so that Randy and Sarah wouldn’t catch me in here when they got up. They both already left. I just finished packing my stuff.”

I sniffled and stood up. “Oh.”

“I wouldn’t have done that to you…left without saying goodbye…especially after what happened between us.”

I wiped my eyes. “What’s the difference? It doesn’t change the outcome.”

“No, it doesn’t. I don’t know what to say except that last night…it meant something to me. I want you to know that. I’ll never forget what you gave me. I’ll never forget any of this. But, you knew it was going to end.”

“I didn’t know it was going to feel like this.”

His hands were in his pockets, and he looked down at the ground then up at me. “Fuck. Neither, did I.” When he leaned in to hug me, I backed away.

“No…please. I don’t want you to touch me. That’s only going to make this worse.”

I couldn’t even speak as more tears fell. I shook my head in disbelief over how badly I’d lost my composure.

I cleared my throat. “What time do you have to leave?”

“A cab is coming any minute. It’s gonna take at least an hour to get to the airport in traffic.”

A fresh teardrop fell down my cheek. “Damn it,” I said, wiping it away.

“I’ll be right back,” he said.