Chapter 2 My Stepbrother And I

Chris led me to a limo parked at the back of the lot. I quirked an eyebrow at him, but then he lifted a finger to his mouth, and opened the door for me to enter

Was he some billionaire rich kid? I thought a I slipped into the limo. But what does that matter? We were going to have fun tonight, and then forget each other afterwards.

Chris slid in beside me and clicked the door shut.

"You came here in a limo?" I had to ask.

He gave me a cocky smile. "Allow me spoil you tonight."

Chris's lips covered mine before I could think to say another thing. As the car moved, our kiss deepened. A million starbursts broke out under my skin, and my core trembled, dampening my panties, as the kiss got even more sizzling.

His kiss moved to my neck and i shivered at the feel of his velvet tongue on my skin, the nip of his teeth tugging my earlobe, and the suction of his warm mouth. But then his hands moved to my breasts, he fondled them through my dress. My nipples were already hard and pointy, and he lowered his teeth to nip them through my dress.

I hissed with pleasure when he wrapped his lips around them and sucked, licking and nipping them through the dress, my fingers slid into the gloss of his hair, enjoying every moment of his touch.

He trailed a path to my abdomen and reached beneath the hem of my dress.

This man...

My desire dripped as he ascended my thighs and caught the lace of my panties with his teeth and tugged them aside, his mouth covered my cunt and his velvet tongue licked a stripe along my labia. I moaned gutturally in response. He spread my thighs wider, and licked again, slow and savoring at first, before he began flicking his tongue fast against my sensitive nub.

I was going to explode if this man didn't ease up. The way his tongue worshipped me, drove me absolutely crazy. He sucked me more wholly into his mouth, until my hips started to buck. Still his tongue followed the rhythm of my hips, sucking and licking.

He was perfection.

His technique, that of a master.

Quaking against him, the pressure was building up in my core. Soon, I was was crying out and rocking against him, my whole body trembling with a pleasure I had only just learned existed.

Chris lifted his head for air for the first time. A corny smile plasted on his face. "I love the way you taste."

I blushed."I would love to know how you taste too." I replied staring at his bulging pants.

It was my turn to trail kisses from lips to neck to torso and thighs. And when I slid fully down to settle between his knees, our eyes met briefly as I freed his cock from his trouser.

He was huge, hard and erect. My hands closed around the massive length of him.

How was I going to fit him anywhere? But desire coiled in my belly to tatse him. My lips slipped over the head of his cock, licking the faint salt and musk from his length, and he shivered in response.

Slowly my mouth took as much of him as I could, gently sucking up and down on him. He groaned as his fingers slipped into my hair. My sex throbbed as I strained to inch him farther down my mouth. I reveled his taste, as I lapped him clean and drank him down. Chris jerked in my mouth, his hips matching the rhythm of my slow-bobbing head, and I adjusted my knees as I leaned deeper forward.

Groaning loud, he shook as his cock jerked against my lapping tongue, his hips driving him into the deep of my mouth as he exploded in bursts of seed that I happily swallowed, drinking all of him down, until he had nothing more to spill.

"Damn, you're amazing," he gruffed pulling me up to him, and kiss my mouth roughly. His hands cupped my breasts as he teased my nipples again through my dress.

Moaning, I hissed with pleasure when his fingers found my moist core, and split me wide. He put three digits in me, stroking my wet sex. My eyes closed, my skin fevered, and my hips circled as he drove his fingers into my depths, thrusting against my g-spot. I was at the brink of my orgasm with his hand when the car pulled to a stop.

"Come for me," he demanded, his voice low and insistent.

I obeyed. In seconds, I came. I came rapturously.

Letting the door to our exquisite hotel room close behind us, Chris reached to cup my cheek and pulled me to him as he dropped the room keys in the slot.

The kiss was fire.

And I kissed him back like my soul was in it. It just keeps getting better, kiss after kiss.

Pulling back from me, he searched my eyes. "How do you like the room?"

I grinned. "It's gorgeous."

He grinned back, "Not as the beautiful lady in front of me."

I blushed as I wandered around the suite. It had an elegant decor, and a unique design. Chris must have paid a lot for it.

The king-sized bed caught my attention immediately. That was where all the action was going to happen tonight.

Slipping a flute of wine into my fingers, Chris ran a fingertip along my cheek.

"What are we going to toast to?" he said raising his own glass.

"To the best one night stand ever." I blurted out and clinked his glass with mine.

"To the best one night stand ever." he repeated, and we drank down our wine in one swig.

"Fuck me," I husked, as I put my glass aside and wrapped my arms around him.

"Oh, I plan to." he smirked and lifted her effortlessly to the bed.