Free STEPBROTHER Love 2 by I. Scarlet

hardening, my heart racing, my breathing coming in ragged gasps.
    But I had other plans for Joshua.
    And they involved advanced homework assignments. 
    I pushed him back against the back of the kitchen stool he sat upon and pulled up his shirt, revealing his fabulous six pack… actually, counting it now, it was an eight pack.
    Meow.
    I looked at him and a purr emanated from my lips.  “Take that pesky thing off.”
    His faded green eyes were totally mesmerized.  I think, if I’d asked him to take off all his clothes and go outside and play in traffic, he might just have done it.
    He pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it on the counter by the sink.
    I licked my lips. My stepbrother was probably the best looking, fittest man I’d ever seen.
    And right now he was all mine.
    All…
    Mine…
    The thought made my head a little dizzy.
    I took the bowl and leaned in and kissed him on the lips, short and chaste.  Then I fed him a spoonful.  Letting it drip down over his bare torso as I did so.
    He jerked from the cold ice cream on his skin, but smiled as I fed him the melted ice cream.
    I set the bowl down on the counter again.
    “I made a mess again,” I said playfully, and then leaned down to slowly lick the spilt ice cream from his chest, and where it dripped onto his stomach, and then even lower.
    Joshua took a sharp inhalation as I licked slowly down his eight pack, and then, when I got to the waist band of his jeans, he chuckled.
    “There isn’t any ice cream down there.”
    I smiled up at him as I started to unbuckle his pants, pulling them apart and peeling the denim back.
    He was naked beneath the denim.  “Do you always go commando?”
    “Only when I’m anticipating being with you,” he said breathlessly.
    That was so… romantic .  In a kind of sick way.
    Sick or romantic, it drove me right over the edge.
    I.
    Had.
    To.
    Have.
    Him.
    Right here, right now.
    I grabbed the waist of his jeans and pulled down as hard I could.
    “Whoa,” Joshua said, tipping over toward me, but catching himself.  “Let me help you.”
    He stood up and pushed his jeans down around his ankles, then sat back on the stool, leaning back to give me better access.
    Good god, he was beautiful.  His body was put together with an artist’s eye, but with sin and physical power the ultimate goal.  Broad shoulders, a tight, sculpted core, and arms and legs so well defined you’d think Michelangelo had carved them.
    Okay, here I was, standing at the precipice of… of…
    Good god, I only wanted to blow my sexy stepbrother!  Why did it seem so…
    Complicated!
    But it was more than that, and I damn well knew it.
    I didn’t simply want to suck his cock… I wanted him to fall in love with me.
    Like I was in love with him.
    I closed my eyes and pushed all that back into a corner.
    When I opened them Joshua was staring at me with the most beautiful expression on his face.
    Was it love?
    Maybe.
    But it was also longing, and lust, and probably a laundry list of other words.
    I took hold of his cock at the base, right over the balls.  I worked up some saliva in my mouth in preparation, licking my lips.  And then I clenched my left hand into a fist, thumb in, and squeezed.
    I opened my mouth, sheathing my teeth, and…
    And he tasted so good on my tongue… and felt so good sliding back across the roof of my mouth… and thrilling and dangerous as he pulsed along the back of my throat, and then on past, where I had to swallow to allow him to go any farther.
    Yes, that was it.
    Right where I wanted him.
    No, I had a few more inches.
    God, he was big.
    Joshua groaned, his body flexing as I sucked the top two thirds of his cock with my mouth, letting myself drool freely, and stroking the other third of his shaft with my drool slicked hand.
    I bobbed my head up and down a few times, testing that my gag reflex was actually under control.
    It was.
    So I squeezed my thumb tighter, and went down on him further, pushing him further