Reunited Steps (Billionaire Taboo Steamy Romance) Read Free Page B

sending a bizarre mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through my body.  I cry out, more in surprise than pain, but he only grabs the other one with his free hand and does the same thing.
     
    I stand in shock as my brother pulls hard on my nipples, staring down at my tits as he does.  When he finally stops, he bends forward and takes one of them in his mouth, sucking gently as if to sooth away the pain he had just inflicted.  The other hand grabs my free breast and squeezes, this time not as hard and grasping the entire thing instead of just the tip.
     
    I reach up and run my hands along his back, surprised again at how muscular he feels under his shirt.  I don't remember him being so well built.  He must have been spending a lot of time in the gym since I last saw him. 
     
    Jason suddenly straightens and snaps at me.  "Did I say you could touch me?" he asks.  My eyes go wide and I give a little shake of my head. 
     
    He gives me a hard look and then reaches up and quickly undoes his tie, pulling it off.  He grabs both my wrists and wraps the tie around them, binding them together as he pulls me roughly forward with the free end toward the far side of the room.   He drags me to a brass pole that is fastened to both the floor and ceiling that the girls used for private dances. 
     
    Jason fastens me to it, tying me so tightly to the pole that I can't even stand up straight.  When he finally lets me go, I give a little experimental tug and find I can't move away at all. 
     
    In my current position, bent over and immobilized, I feel very exposed - even for a stripper.  My C cup tits are hanging down like udders and my ass is raised up in the air, my short skirt barely covering it.  I can't see Jason, but I feel his hand glide down under me and grab my nipple once more, giving it another pull until he hears me gasp again.  He grunts his approval and then moves behind me where I can no longer see him.
     
    It's quiet for a couple of minutes and I have no idea what he's doing.  Eventually, I feel both of his hands grab my ass and squeeze.  He continues to do that, kneading my cheeks like dough and massaging away some of my tension.  He keeps rubbing, his hands touching both my panties and the flesh under my skirt until I feel my pussy start to moisten.  Finally he hooks his fingers into my panties and I'm glad that he's finally going to touch my flesh more directly.
     
    But just as suddenly as before, he yanks hard and tears the cloth from around my waist.  Immediately I feel the flat of his hand slap hard against my bare ass as he flips my skirt up to gain more direct access.  I cry out again and want to tell him to stop, but remember what he  said earlier and hold my tongue.  I'm a big girl, I can handle a bit of a spanking.  I recall the images from his computer again.  This is the kind of thing that gets him off. 
     
    His palms continue to rain down on my ass, the loud slaps ringing in my ears and stinging me with each connection.  Strangely, however, I find that my pussy feels like it is getting even wetter with each spank, yearning to be touched even more.  He finally stops and I can hear some sounds from behind, like he's rustling around.  Eventually he walks forward and I see he's completely naked, having just shed his clothes.  
     
    My eyes immediately go to his cock, which is impossible not to since it takes up my whole field of vision.  It's a monster, easily ten inches and at least as thick as my wrist.  It juts out in front of him, bobbing as he walks.  It's the first time I've really seen my brother's dick.  I remember thinking about it a few times when we were younger, but I never got a glimpse of it.  I have to admit, it's a lot bigger than I thought it would be.
     
    It's also completely hard and I can see a bit of pre-cum leaking from the tip.  He continues to walk forward until the tip is directly in front of my mouth.  From the angle I'm in, I'm lined up with it