Craving my Stepbrother's Cock pt 2

JEREMY’S POV

“Jeremy, where’s Katie?”

My stepmom’s voice cut straight through the heavy air of the kitchen. I froze, slowly turning my head toward the entryway, I saw Avery standing right in the hall.

Panic flared in my chest. I looked down, Katie was still on her knees in front of me, her mouth stretched wide around my hard shaft, her dark, wide eyes locked onto mine in absolute terror.

“Katie... uh... she went over to Maria’s place,” I stammered, forcing a rigid, steady smile while shifting my body back half an inch to block Avery’s line of sight.

Avery’s eyes narrowed, her eyebrows pulling together in suspicion. “Already? I thought she was staying in.”

“Yeah, she left a few minutes ago,” I lied smoothly, swallowing hard to keep my voice from shaking. “Why are you guys back? I thought you were halfway to your resort by now.”

“Our flight got rerouted because of the storm system,” my dad called out, stepping into view as he hauled two heavy leather suitcases into the foyer.

“Ah... that’s rough,” I muttered. To keep Katie from making a single sound, I pressed a broad hand into the back of her hair and gave a swift, deep hip thrust, burying my full length down her throat. Her breath caught, a muffled choke trapped behind her teeth as tears welled at the corners of her eyes.

Dad let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his forehead. “We’re heading upstairs to rest for a bit. Keep it down down here.”

“Got it,” I replied, standing like a statue until the rhythmic creak of their footsteps faded up the second-floor stairs.

“F-Fuck...” The sheer adrenaline spiking through my blood was too much. I pulled my cock out of her mouth with a sharp tug, unable to stop my release from bursting across her flushed cheeks and trembling lips.

The second I let go, Katie scrambled up, lunging for the kitchen sink. She turned the faucet on full blast, frantically splashing cold water over her face to wash away every trace of me. “Are they really back?” she whispered, her chest heaving as she gripped the edge of the counter.

“Yeah. But I’m nowhere near done with you.” I stepped in, wrapping my fingers around her wrist and hauling her toward the back staircase.

“Jeremy, stop! Are you out of your mind?” she hissed, frantically twisting against my grip. “We’re going to get caught!”

I jerked her back against my chest, sliding my palm flat over her mouth to smother her protests. “Then don't make a sound. Keep quiet and nobody hears a thing.”

I dragged her into my bedroom, shoved her onto the mattress, and kicked the door shut behind us, turning the deadbolt until it clicked.

“Let’s see just how quiet you can actually be,” I growled low in her ear.

I flipped her over, pinning her stomach flat against the sheets and arching her spine. Without warning, I aligned my shaft and drove straight into her tight asshole.

Katie gasped, her fingers digging wildly into the duvet. “Fuck... Jeremy, please... stop,” she whimpered, her voice strained under her breath. “Someone’s going to find out...”

“Nobody’s going to know a thing unless you blurt something out, Katie,” I whispered, sliding my hand around her face to press two fingers over her lips, keeping her cries muffled against her own skin as I established a heavy, relentless pace.

“Ah... fuck, Jeremy...”

Her initial resistance began to crumble under the sheer intensity of the friction. The subtle shift was immediate, her hips stopped pulling away and began rising to meet mine. I reached down between her thighs, my thumb finding her drenched clit and working it in tight, rhythmic circles to push her over the edge.

“Do you have any idea how good you feel?” I muttered, my voice rough. “You’re practically drowning me.”

I used two fingers to spread her lower lips open, driving deeper into her tight warmth. I’d spent months watching her walk around this house, watching that round ass move under her clothes, wishing I could hear her moan my name. Now I was burying myself inside her, filling her up just like I’d dreamed.

I pulled back, turning her onto her back, and slammed her knees wide. I buried my face between her legs, my tongue sliding across her wet center, lapping up her slick as I sucked hard on her sensitive clit.

“Ah... fuck..”she whimpered, her legs shaking violently against the mattress.

I dug my nails into the soft skin of her thighs, completely consuming her, drinking her in until she was breathless. Once she was trembling on the edge, I lined myself up again and slid slowly into her soaked pussy, stretching her wide.

“Yes...yes…”she moaned out, her lips parted, her back arching high off the bed as all hesitation melted into pure surrender.

“You like that, don’t you, Katie?” I whispered, keeping my hand pressed lightly over her mouth to catch her loud gasps while I pushed deeper, feeling every tight flutter of her walls wrapping around me.

“Yes... fuck me harder... please,” she begged against my palm, her voice cracking with desperation. Her eyes rolled back as she wrapped her legs high around my waist, pulling me down into her.

“That’s it... take it,” I groaned, increasing the speed.

The room remained deathly quiet except for the wet, heavy sound of our skin meeting and the harsh cadence of our breath. Every thrust hit deeper, harder.

“Fuck me... please... come inside me,” she sobbed out quietly, her nails scoring red lines down my back.

“You want me to fill you up?” I demanded in a low rasp, driving all the way in. “You want my cum deep inside you?”

“Yes...please..”

I hammered into her, relentless, feeling her core contract violently as her body shattered into a peak climax. She cried out against my hand, the sound completely stifled. The tight squeeze of her walls pushed me past the point of control, and I groaned low, releasing everything deep inside her.

We lay there for a moment, chest to chest, our heavy breathing filling the dark room.

I pulled out slowly, sliding two fingers down between her thighs to catch the thick slick dripping from her. I worked my fingers back inside her wet core, driving her through a slow, lingering aftershock before bringing my hand up to her face.

“Taste how good you are,” I whispered.

Katie opened her mouth, her dark eyes locked onto mine without hesitation, and sucked my fingers clean.

Seeing her like that, flushed, wrecked, her hair sprawling across my pillows, skin glowing with sweat, sent another wave of heat straight to my gut.

I leaned down, pressing my lips hard against hers, tasting her on her tongue as my hand traced the curve of her hip. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me flush against her chest as her heart rate slowly leveled out.

“You’re insane,” she whispered against my lips, a faint, breathless smile touching her face.

“And you loved every second of it,” I murmured back, kissing the corner of her mouth.