Stepbrother HOT! (The Stepbrother Romance Series - Book #3)

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driving up into me harder and faster every moment. I could feel my breasts
jiggling as I rode him faster and faster, taking his cock as deep as I could,
moaning out without even caring whether anyone could hear me.
    Jaxon reached down between my legs and I cried out
as he began to stroke my clit in time with his thrusts, his rubbing fingers
sending crackles of electricity through my nerves, driving me out of my mind. I
moaned out again and again, clenching my teeth, biting my lip, holding myself
up just barely with my hands on either side of the lounge chair as my body
started moving without any thought. I could hear the wet, squelching sounds as I
tightened around Jaxon’s cock, our panting and gasping, the moans that ripped
out of our throats as we got closer and closer by the moment.
    All at once I couldn’t hold back for a second
longer; I gripped the lounge chair, pushing myself down onto Jaxon’s cock as
hard as I could as the first wave of orgasm hit me. Sensation rocked me,
rolling through my bones, rushing through my veins, lighting every nerve in my
body on fire. I couldn’t stop moving—I kept lifting my hips and pushing them
down even as my eyes closed, even as every ability to
think evaporated. I felt Jaxon reach his climax a few heartbeats later, and he
was thrusting into me wildly, driving his cock up in me deep, and moaning out
so loudly that anyone in the hall would have heard him. I felt the hot,
sticky-slick slap flooding deep inside my pussy, and my fluids gushing around
his cock as we held on for as long as we could, trying to keep it going.
    We slowed down, both of us
completely finished, and I felt like every bone in my body was made of
jelly. I collapsed against Jaxon, panting, my heart racing, my whole body
tingling with the pleasure of two orgasms nearly back-to-back. I felt Jaxon’s
cock still inside of me, twitching in the aftermath of his climax, echoing the
spasms that jolted through my muscles long after I’d stopped moving, long after
I’d collapsed against him. Everything started to fade into a warm, calm black
and I let my mind drift away.

 
    Chapter
Ten
    I came back to myself—it felt as if it had been an
hour but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes at the most—with a jolt
that rocked me just as thoroughly as the orgasms had. “Shit,” I said, pulling
myself up as adrenaline rushed through my body. “Shit, shit, Jaxon.” I sat up
and looked down at him, my heart pounding for an entirely different reason, my
skin crawling with dread.
    “Hmm?” Jaxon opened his eyes and looked up at me, still sleepy and content.
    “Jaxon—what the hell is wrong with us?” I looked
around, certain that I’d see someone in the pool area, or at the door, watching
us, ready to report back to my mom or maybe blackmail us both. “Oh, God, this
was such a fucking mistake. I am an idiot. I never should have come in here.” I
lifted myself off of Jaxon’s body, staggering from the weakness still in my
legs, looking around for my shirt and my pajama pants.
    “What are you talking about? That was great,” Jaxon
stared at me in puzzlement and I scrambled for my clothes, nearly falling over
as I tried to yank the pajama pants up my legs.
    “This was a huge mistake.” I shook my head. My eyes
were burning. If my mom ever had a clue about what had happened between Jaxon
and me, she would never speak to me again. “Just—god, just leave me alone,
Jaxon. I can’t deal with this.” Before he could say anything, I turned on my
heel and ran across the pool deck, around the deep end of the pool and straight
to the door.
    There was no one in the hallway but I couldn’t help
suspecting that someone—anyone—could have watched Jaxon and me together and
then gotten away in minutes. I barely remembered where my room was, my brain
was spinning with paranoia and anxiety. I fumbled at the doorknob, my hands
slick with sweat, and finally managed to get it open.
    I closed and locked the

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