Free Biker Stepbrother - The Complete Series (Parts 1, 2, and 3) by Rossi St. James Page A

Fuck me.”
    “We have a past,” he said, his eyes still on my tits. His hands flexed and then balled into tight fists as if he were mentally restraining himself. “It’d be wrong.”
    “You said you found me sexy.” I pouted my bottom lip out and traced a finger down between the small crevice between my breasts.
    “You’re not going to like what I do to you,” he said. I could hear him swallow, and I could only imagine the angel and devil fighting in his head, trying to tell him what to do. “A lot’s happened in the last ten years. I’ve become a hardened man, baby. I’m not the loving kind.”
    I reached my hand out and placed it on his bare chest, over the tattoo of an angel wing that spanned over his shoulder. “Now that’s not true. You’ve always loved me.”
    He nodded but said nothing. I scooted in closer to him, slowly leaning in as if I were being drawn like a magnet. I pressed my lips against his, tasting him in a carnal way for the first time in our lives.
    “You sure you want this?” he asked.
    “More than anything.” I returned to kissing him, our tongues dancing and flicking as his hands found my body in the dark night of the cold hotel room. His kisses became hungry. Greedy. Almost needy. It was almost as if he’d been starved for love his entire life and I was the only thing that could quench his thirst.
    I tugged his boxer briefs down and dropped them onto the floor before he pressed me back into the soft mattress and flung the covers off the bed. It was just me, Gray, our naked bodies, and a hot mess of sheets and pillows. His lips, warm and pillowed, pressed into the flesh of my neck before working their way down. He stopped at my breasts and took a pert nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard and then tickled it with his tongue to soothe the pain before biting it gently with his teeth. Pleasure mixed with pain seared through me, and before I realized it, his hands were already down between my thighs. I spread my legs wide apart and drew in a long, slow breath as his fingers slipped between my folds and entered my deepest parts.
    A faint sigh released from my lips as he slipped a single finger inside me followed by another while his thumb pressed and circled around my clit. Electric waves coursed through my body like a preview of what was to come. Never in a million years did I ever imagine my stepbrother would be making me feel so sexy and naughty, taking my body to places I never thought I could reach.
    Gray splayed my legs as far apart as they would go, stretching them almost painfully, but my body was so hot with desire I barely felt the pain. His mouth found my wet pussy as his fingers dug deep into my thighs. His tongue lapped up my arousal as his nose rubbed against my nub. He wasn’t shy about it, and he ate it about like a man eating his last supper on the day of his death sentence.
    “Fuck me, Gray…” the words escaped my mouth in a whispered tone. “Please. I want you inside me…”
    Gray stopped licking me and sat up on his knees, reaching forward and grabbing me by the arm and pulling me up. He flipped me over and pulled my ass into the air.
    “You sure you wanna be fucked?” he asked as he slapped my air. I could feel the rush of warmth to the place on my flesh where his palm had whacked me.
    “Yes. I’m sure.”
    The bed rustled and dipped as he reached down onto the ground. A light rustling of plastic and the smack of rubber told me he’d sheathed himself. I took a deep breath and braced myself. Judging by what I’d felt earlier, Gray was going to feel monstrous inside me.
    I swallowed the anticipation resting in my throat as soon as the head of his thick cock pressed against my entrance from behind. He placed himself inside me slowly, inch by inch, almost torturing me with a cocktail of pleasured pain, and I quietly wished he’d just get on with it. I wanted to feel him – all of him – as deep inside me as possible. I’d been empty for so long, and all