Free Stepbrother OMG! (The Stepbrother Romance Series #2) by Claire Adams

hot and cold of my breath. I wrapped my lips around the tip of
his cock and the taste of his salty-sharp precum coated my tongue, flowing into my mouth in little half-steady drips and spurts.
He was definitely close, and as much as I’d never liked having a guy come in my
mouth, I couldn’t think of anything I could want more in the world in that
moment. I started to work him with my lips and tongue, sucking and licking,
bringing my hand up to meet my mouth as I took more and more of him in.
    Jaxon’s cock was bigger than any other guy’s that
I’d been with; I felt my gag reflex tickle when I had almost all of him, felt
my throat spasm. I breathed slowly and deeply, suppressing it as I made myself
relax and start moving faster. I kept my fingers wrapped around the base of his
cock, but even holding him as tightly as I dared, Jaxon’s erection twitched
inside of my mouth, his precum flowing more freely,
his hips beginning to buck as I sucked harder, my tongue swirling around the
tip as I pulled back almost all the way before taking him almost to my throat.
“Ah—God, shit, Mia, so good, so hot…” Jaxon murmured words until they tangled
up without any meaning at all, tumbling out of his mouth mindlessly. His
fingers were wrapped up in my hair, twisting and tugging, but he never tried to
shove me down onto him, never tried to make me take more than I could handle. I
focused for a little while just on the tip, working the rest of him with my
hand, and then began to take all of him that I could, deep inside of my mouth,
pressing against the top of my throat until I managed to completely suppress my
gag reflex to work him harder and harder, faster and faster.
    Just when I was sure he would start coming—Jaxon’s
cock was twitching between my lips, his hips twisting and thrusting up to meet
my hand and my mouth—Jaxon pushed me away, gently, sending me stumbling
sideways back onto the bed. He sat up, panting, soaked in sweat but with a
broad smile on his face. “Enough payback,” he told me, taking a deep breath. I
could see he was pushing down the impulse to come—it made me wonder. “I’m not
going to settle for second best.”
    “Whoever said my mouth was second best?” I asked
him, feeling almost offended.
    “Second best to this?” Jaxon reached down between my legs and began stroking me again. I was already
soaking wet, already ready for him. I moaned in spite of my instinct to feel
offended.
    “Yeah, okay,” I said, getting hotter and hotter,
more and more turned on every moment. Jaxon tumbled me onto my back and covered
my body with his own, pressing me down into the blankets of the bed, his hands wandering
all over me. In spite of having wanted him to come in
my mouth—and the thrill and power that would come along with that—I couldn’t
disagree with the idea that finishing with real sex would be even better. Jaxon
shifted down between my legs and I felt the wet heat of his cock, slick with my
saliva and his own fluids, rubbing up against me. He teased me with the tip,
swiping it against my clit, thrusting his hips against mine to make the length
of his cock rub all over me. He shifted against me and I moaned out as his cock
pushed into me slowly.
    Jaxon filled me up inch by inch, taking his time. I
wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my hips down to meet his, gripping
his shoulders in my hands. “God,” I murmured as Jaxon started moving inside of
me slowly, pulling back only to thrust in deeper, “I almost…forgot…” I
tightened my muscles around him, loving the way he felt inside of me, thick and
hot and hard. Jaxon groaned into my shoulder, picking up his pace gradually,
pushing deeper and deeper inside of me as we started to move together. It felt
so good—it felt so perfect. I moved in counterpoint to his thrusts as both of
our bodies started to heat up, our sweat mingling, every push of his hips putting friction against my clit.
    “You’re so tight, so hot,” Jaxon