Free Shackled: A Stepbrother Romance Novel by Arabella Abbing Page B

at the thought that it might cause me more pain than pleasure.
    It must have shown on my face, because Jonathan cupped my chin and tilted my head back, bringing our lips together in a brief kiss.
    “Hey. You okay?”
    “Y-yeah. I just never… You’re really big.” The smile that appeared on his face was nothing short of pure male pride and I lightly slapped him on the arm as I said, “I’m serious . I’m no virgin, but you could hurt a girl with that thing.”
    “Maybe without preparation,” he agreed with a cheeky grin as his hand moved between my legs and cupped my sex. A single finger pushed inside and I gasped in surprise, the sound turning into a long moan when he slowly began thrusting it in and out. “I’ll just make sure you’re good and ready first, yeah?”
    After his cocky chuckle, a second finger joined the first, pumping in deep and twisting around until he curled them and rubbed right against my G-spot. My hips bucked against his hand and he moved his thumb to caress my clit while he continued to curl and uncurl his fingers inside me.
    “I think you’re definitely wet enough to take me,” he mumbled against my neck. “But I can keep going if you want.”
    “Don’t— oh fuck , don’t stop,” I panted, digging my fingernails into his shoulders and clinging on as he sped up the movement of his thumb. “I’m so close.”
    He silenced my moaning with his lips, slipping his tongue into my mouth and kissing me with such hunger that I nearly slipped over the edge from that alone. My walls began fluttering around his fingers and he pulled back, looking down at me with wild eyes, pupils blown wide with lust.
    “Come for me, baby,” he demanded, pressing his thumb down hard on my clit. “Let me feel it.”
    The sudden pressure sent me soaring, my hips writhing and bucking while Jonathan attempted to pin me down with his body weight to keep me still. I just barely registered the sound of his groaning against my neck as I came, my entire body shuddering from the force of my climax.
    His fingers stilled when my body went slack, but he left them inside me until I let out a contented sigh. I shivered when he slowly pulled them out and raised his head to look at me.
    “Do you need a minute?”
    The tenderness in his gaze as he asked nearly made me burst into tears, so I hid it by wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face against his shoulder.
    “No,” I whispered, turning my head to press my lips to his skin. “I just need you.”
    I need to forget about you. I need to let you go. I need to go back in time and never come up with this stupid idea.
    “I need you, too, angel.”
    I closed my eyes tightly and held on to his shoulders even as he adjusted his body to line up his cock with my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he slowly began to push forward, the size of him making me cry out in pleasure.
    Jonathan went slow, using shallow thrusts to pull out and push back in little by little. I was more than wet enough to take him in one thrust, but he seemed content with letting me slowly adjust to his size. When he finally bottomed out, he propped himself up on his forearms and let out a shudder.
    “You’re tight,” he groaned, leaning forward to rest his forehead against my neck. “ So fucking tight . You good?”
    I nodded against him, my emotions still too raw to speak. He hesitated for a moment before wrapping his thick arms around my upper back, holding me close to him as he began to thrust.
    Somehow, the closeness of the way he held me was even worse than if I had just pulled back and met his gaze. My eyes rolled back from the sensation of his huge cock moving inside of me and I let out a whimper when I heard his strangled groan of pleasure.
    Distance. Need distance. This is too much.
    I pushed at his shoulders and tried to pull my head away, but he moved a rough hand to the back of my neck and held me close to him. He did allow my head to fall back just enough to kiss