Stepbrother Studs: Sean Read Free Page B

But I didn’t care. I was a woman now. Fully initiated into the joys of fucking.
    I pushed open the door to find him inside the shower, his tall frame distorted by the misting water. Suddenly the glass door slid open. A large hand grasped my arm, and he pulled me inside.
    I laughed, coming up against his chest, and brushing back my hair. “How—?”
    “The owner had a well to maintain her garden. I only had to run some hoses, start the generator.” He lifted both his brows. “You like?”
    I grinned and closed my eyes as I raised my face. “It’s heaven. You’re handy.”
    “Think you’ll keep me around?”
    Something in his voice made me open my eyes. His dark gaze was steady, his expression set. “Are you worried that last night was just me scratching a long-overdue itch? That any healthy man would have done?”
    Sean drew me closer, his hands resting on my bottom. “I just want you to be sure. Last night was...” He shook his head and laughed.
    It was a nervous laugh, and I understood. I placed a palm against his cheek and rose on tiptoe to brush his lips with mine. “Last night was special because I love you—I’m in love with you. And I have been for as long as I’ve known you.”
    His expression changed in an instant. His mouth trembled, and his eyes filled. “I love you too, Rose. If it didn’t mean as much to you, it would have killed me.”
    I leaned against him and hugged him. “You’re my everything. My hero, my brother, my lover. Everything rolled into one.”
    “It’s not wrong? Our being in love?”
    I leaned away and gave him a glare. “Who cares? Brother, sister?” I shook my head. “That went out the door last night when you fucked me. I’m yours, Sean. Whatever you want to call me.”
    He tipped back my head and bent to kiss me. “Lover. Wife. My woman.”
    “My man,” I said, grinning. Then I slid a hand between our bodies and gripped his hardening shaft. “I’ve never done it in the shower.”
    “Baby, I’m going to give you every first your dirty little mind can imagine.”
    We laughed and kissed, and then he picked me up, and I wound my legs around his hips. As he pushed me against the tiled wall and filled me up with his thick, hard cock, I hoped, one day, that I could add another name—mother.
    For now, safe inside his embrace, I could only concentrate on his strong thrusts, my wildly beating heart, and the sexy tension building in my core.
    He slid me up and down the slick walls, all the while crushing my ass with his strong hands and murmuring all the sweet nothings he’d held inside.
    “Fuck, I love the way you feel. Love your tits, your firm ass.” He bounced me on his cock.
    “I didn’t know you were such a sweet talker,” I teased.
    “Sorry, I slept behind you in the tent every night my dick so hard I could have pounded a post all the way to China. Baby, you’ve been driving me nuts.”
    “Tell me more,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and smiling.
    “You always strip where I can see you.”
    I lifted my chin. “You have to be near to keep me safe.”
    “You didn’t wonder why I had to take a leak every time you flashed your pussy?”
    I giggled, feeling lighter and happier than I had in months. “I hoped you were bothered, but was glad every time you made yourself scarce, because then I could masturbate in private.”
    Sean growled low in his throat. “Little prick tease.”
    “Uh huh. That’s me.” I rubbed the hardened tips of my nipples against his chest.
    His next laugh sounded more like a groan and he pushed me harder against the wall and ground against my pussy. “Think the staff will care if we soak the sheets?”
    I tsked. “Good thing we’re leaving today.”
    He reached behind him and slid open the shower door, then strode out of the bathroom, my pussy anchored on his dick. When we reached the bed, he crawled to the middle, clutching my ass so we didn’t slide apart. “You’ve never done it doggie style.”
    “Will