Free Slade: A Stepbrother Romance by Sienna Valentine Page B

those hazy
memories to flow over me as my stepsister began to arch and moan. Iris squirmed
as I slowly thrust my hard cock deeper and deeper, her hips bucking softly.
     
    She
let out a soft, satisfied squeal as I finally slid all the way up to my thick
base, letting myself enjoy the feeling of her tight pussy pulsing around my
shaft. Sure, there had been women almost as tight as Iris, but none of them
were nearly as satisfying. There was something about her that made
everything feel more intense, made me feel more alive .
     
    “That
feels so good,” she cooed, catching my gaze as she slid her middle and
forefinger into her mouth, wetting them before she slid her hand down between
her thighs. I watched as she started to tease on her clit just above my shaft,
her hips still squirming around it, grinding slowly on my base. “Fuck, it’s so
big!”
     
    I
let out a moan, closing my eyes as I started to work myself in and out of her
warmth, my hands gripping tight onto her hips. With each thrust I pulled her
against me, plunging nice and deep into the soaking wet depths of her sex. She
let out a cry of pleasure with each thrust, her eyes closed as she worked her
aching clit.
     
    I
loved the way she moved as I fucked her, her arm up above her head as her body
stretched and writhed in ecstasy. Her back arched as her fingers continued to
play between her legs, and she moaned with every hard thrust I made inside of
her, filling her hot snatch over and over as our hips ground against one
another’s.
     
    “Fuck!”
she cried, grabbing at her soft, bouncing breasts with her free hand, her thumb
worrying her pretty little pink nipples. Her cheeks began to flush with color,
and soon I knew she’d be screaming my name. “Holy shit, Slade!”
     
    “That’s
it, Iris,” I said, encouraging her as I continued to pound my thick cock nice
and deep inside of her. “That’s the way you like it, isn’t it?”
     
    “Yes,”
she whispered, her eyes shut tight as a pulse of pleasure coursed through her
body, making her convulse. “Nobody’s ever measured up, Slade. Nobody’s ever
made me feel the way you do.”
     
    I
groaned, my balls beginning to tighten as my base pulsed. I knew it wouldn’t be
long until I came, especially if she kept talking like that . I
remembered the first time I’d came inside of her sweet little cunt all those
years ago, how nervous the idea had made her. But before long, I had her
begging for it, aching to feel it dripping out of her after I’d pulled out.
     
    “Oh,
fuck!” Iris cried out again, arching her back again as I drove myself even
harder inside of her. “Don’t stop!”
     
    I
closed my eyes, snarling as I felt a sense of satisfaction washing over me.
After all those years of regretfully dreaming of this exact moment, of having
myself buried deep inside of my stepsister, it was finally here. I finally had
Iris again, all to myself, just the way I’d secretly yearned for, but never
thought I’d have. Her pussy felt so good around me, the way her wet lips slid
so perfectly around my cock made it so much harder to hold back the tide of cum
that had been building up since I’d first laid eyes on her after seven long
years.
     
    “Iris,”
I grunted, my voice husky with lust, “I’m so fucking close.”
     
    She
let out a moan, still eagerly flicking and rubbing her clit. Her mouth silently
begged “please” over and over, her eyes wild with desire as her breasts heaved
with every labored breath. It was more than I could take. There was no holding
back.
     
    “Fuck!”
I hissed, closing my eyes as I drove myself hard and deep inside of her, a
sudden pulse radiating through me as my thick, hot load gushed deep inside of
her. I never expected it to feel as good as it did, as though nothing compared
to the pure ecstasy of my stepsister’s velvety folds wrapped around my thrumming
shaft. I felt a sense of pure oblivion washing over me, radiating out from my
crotch and all the way out