Free Stepbrother With Benefits 13 (Third Season) by Mia Clark

really want to fuck you, though.  I'll be patient, but..."
    "Please?" I say.
    I'm not sure if I'm asking him or begging him.  His fingers feel really nice, but I want to feel more.  I want to feel what it's like for him to be inside me there, like he's been inside me so many times before.
    Ethan is gentle, yet excited.  He pulls his fingers out of me, leaving a slippery pool of lubricant in their wake.  He reaches to the side again, and moments later I feel more slick wetness sliding down my ass.  I shiver from the cool feeling.  Ethan takes even more, coating his cock with lube.  I can hear him stroking himself, too.  It's incredibly erotic considering the circumstances.  I can't see him, but I can picture him in my mind easily enough.
    He's on his knees between my legs, my butt propped up by a pillow, slick, cool lube covering my warm skin and his heated, throbbing cock.  I feel the head of his cock press against my rosebud.  Just pressing, not pushing.  Oh my God, this is it, isn't it?
    I liked his fingers, and I know I said I wanted his cock inside me, but the realization that, yes, it's about to be there, um...
    I tense, suddenly unsure.  Ethan pushes a little, but when he feels my resistance, he stops.  He stays like that, his fingers wrapped around his cock, waiting for me to relax.
    He slides his free hand from my knee, up my thigh, towards... oh... well then , um...
    Slick with lube, his fingers tease and glide across my clit.  This is the hand he used to coat his cock, and now he's using it to stroke my clit.  I let out a lusty moan.  My body tenses for a second, but then submits to his pleasure.  Ethan pushes forward, the head of his cock driving past the previous resistance of my hesitant rosette.
    I clench against him, slightly surprised.  He pushes a little more, going slow.  I keep clenching, but it feels good now.  There's nothing to stop him, no friction, nothing but pure, slippery ecstasy.  Yes, definitely ecstasy...
    This is far more intense than I thought.  I mean, honestly, I didn't know what to think, but this is entirely unexpected in an entirely wonderful kind of way.  His cock slides into me, a fraction of an inch at a time.  Slow, very slow, but that makes it even more delicious.  His fingers tease at my clit, bringing even more pleasure to the act.  It's almost as if this, too, is intensified.
    Ethan lifts up one of my legs, bringing it so my ankle rests on his shoulder, then he moves the other, too.  My upper body slopes downwards, the pillow acting as my anchor.  Ethan slides further inside of me, further still, and...
    Now he's in me.  Oh my God, we did it!
    I feel kind of weird having an inner celebratory moment here, but this is really exciting to me.
    "Fucking... wow..." Ethan says.  "Yeah, definitely tight, Princess.  Holy fuck."
    Pride swells in my chest, though it feels kind of weird to feel proud about this.  I do, though!  I don't know why, I just do, and it feels amazing, so why not?
    "I don't even want to move," he says.  "This is seriously fucking crazy.  It's like your massaging my cock.  And every time I..."
    He doesn't even explain, he just does it.  His fingers expertly tease at my clit, and I squirm beneath him, my body clenching.  Oh my God... yesss ... oh my God...
    I feel more of him.  He's not doing anything, but it feels like every little thing he does is just... more.  It's more intense, more obvious, more everything.  Each throb of his cock sends a shiver of intensified sensation through my body.  When he toys with my clit, making me clench against him, and in return he twitches harder inside me, it feels like nothing I've ever felt before.
    It's not exactly orgasmic, it's just... it's more... it's...
    "As much as I'd like to stay like this all fucking night, I think we had plans?" Ethan says.
    Um... we did?  Oh, wait.  Yes, we did, and...
    "I don't know if I can take it," I admit, blushing, sheepish.
    "Is it too much?" he asks,