Fucked by my step brother 4

Aurora's POV

My whole body still shuddered when he stood up.

He turned me to face him directly, holding me right against himself like he was afraid I’d fall if he left me on my own. And he was right. My legs were shaking.

“Tired?” He asked, tracing kisses around my neck and shoulder.

“Never.” I shook my head.

His lips met mine, slow and claiming, letting me taste myself on his tongue. Heat curled low in my belly as I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. When the last one finally gave way, I dragged the fabric off his shoulders and flung it aside, careless and breathless, needing him closer.

His body was perfectly sculpted, just the way I loved it. The way his chest rose and fell with each breath was sexy on its own.

I traced a manicured finger slowly down his neck, lingering between his chest before following the defined lines of his abs. He stilled beneath my touch, watching me closely, lips parted just enough to betray his need, like he was holding himself back, waiting to see what I’d do next.

When I reached his groin, I let my hand drift lower, unhurried, until my fingers brushed the unmistakable hardness beneath his trousers.

I stared at him, drinking in every detail of his face, wanting to memorize the way he looked right now, the curve of his lips, the heat in his eyes, the subtle rise and fall of his chest, so it would live forever in the deepest part of my subconscious.

I wrapped my hand around him, letting my fingers linger just enough to make him shiver.

“Shit,” he growled, his breath hitching as heat pooled in his chest.

I pulled down his pants and boxers that barely held back the huge cock that came dangling in front of me.

I didn't care at that moment if he was my stepbrother or if what we were doing was forbidden. All I wanted was to be fucked by his love rod like I had been starved of it my entire life.

I spat into my hands and circled it on his thick length.

He groaned, throwing his head back.

With my hands around his erection, I let my touch roam, feeling every pulse and tension beneath my fingers. His body reacted to me with every subtle movement, and I drank in the way he trembled under my hands.

He pulled me close, his hands gripping my waist as he pressed his lips to my breast. The heat of him against me and the way his tongue teased my nipples sent shivers through my body, making me moan before I could stop myself.

I moved my hands on his dick faster, lost in the heat between us, when suddenly he lifted me effortlessly, as if I weighed nothing. My legs curled around him, my hands clutching his neck, and the thrill of being held so completely consumed me.

My wetness dripped down onto his thick length as he lined himself up to enter me.

“You're so fucking ready for me.” He whispered as he slowly lowered me into his erection.

“Oh fuck.” I moaned, feeling the hardness of him inside me. I adjusted to his size and without words, we both moved in unison

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, feeling his hardness inside me.

I adjusted to his size and without words, we both moved together effortlessly, each motion perfect in sync, and every pulse of closeness sent shivers racing through me.

My fingers dug into the strength of his shoulders as I clung to him, holding on like he was my anchor.

“Ahhh..yes..fuck…me.” I pressed against him, moaning softly in his ear. Every movement sent shivers through both of us as his hands guided me closer to that perfect rhythm.

He paused, both of us panting, our bodies still pressed together, every shudder and heartbeat echoing the heat between us.

“After today, you won’t be able to walk,” he growled, his hands still firm on my thigh as he carried me to the bed.

When he finally laid me on the bed, he lifted my leg to his shoulder and slowly slid his erection into me again.

“Oh God.” I screamed, arching off the bed.

He let out a low growl and slammed into me, one hard thrust.

“Albert….fuck me like a slut!”

“Scream it.” He ordered. “I wanna hear it.”

“Please…” I gasped, each word barely escaping past my ragged breaths. “Fuck my pussy.”

“That's what I want to hear.” He pulled out slowly, then slammed back in.

“You're so good.” I whimpered.

He pressed a hand gently yet firmly over my mouth, silencing my cries while he thrust in and out of me, again and again.

The bed moved beneath us as we pressed together, my body trembling with every motion, and for a moment it felt like we were the only two people in the world.

“Beg me to fuck you like a good girl. Not a slut.” He rumbled, his eyes dark with wild pleasure as he stared at me.

“I’m not a good girl,” I whispered, but his hand pressed gently over my mouth, muffling the words.

“What was that?” He removed his hand from my mouth.

“Don’t stop!” I gasped, my head tilting back, eyes fluttering with need.

He pinned my hands above me, lifted my other leg and drove in deeper.

“Faster…faster Albert….”

He answered my plea, moving with more intensity, each motion sending waves through me. The sounds of him slamming into me combined with my gasps, the incomprehensible words that left my lips and his low groans, filled the room.

I didn’t care how loud I was. It was just him and me.

No one else.

Another surge of orgasm coursed through me, overwhelming every nerve as I surrendered completely to the rhythm we shared.

I screamed into the pillow as he fucked me raw. I tried to pull my hands free, but he held me tighter, every pulse of his movement sending heat through me. I shivered under his grip, lost in the intensity between us.

“Albert!” I folded my hands tightly. “Yessss…”

Then, waves of pleasure tore through me, leaving me trembling and breathless as my juices sprang out but Albert didn’t relent.

With one final, powerful movement and a low, guttural groan, he found his own release, and his body shuddered against mine, every motion echoing the heat we’d shared.