FORBIDDEN SPARKS 2🔥

Chapter 2: Risky Finish

ALEXANDER

Dad’s footsteps stopped right at the top of the stairs.

My cock was still buried deep inside Cassandra, her walls clenching around me like a vice from the fear and the pleasure mixed together. I had my hand clamped over her mouth, her back pressed to the wall, dress bunched up around her waist.

“Alexander? You kids up here?” Dad called again, his voice way too close. “Your mom needs help setting the table.”

I didn’t pull out, not yet. Instead, I rocked my hips slowly and deep, grinding into her. Cassandra’s eyes went wide above my fingers. She shook her head a little, but her body betrayed her, pushing back against me.

“Shh,” I breathed right against her ear. “Stay quiet for me.”

She nodded, breathing hard through her nose. I moved again, careful not to make the skin-slapping sound from before. Just deep, rolling thrusts that hit that spot inside her. Her pussy fluttered around me, so wet it was dripping down my balls.

“Yeah Dad, we’re here,” I called back, keeping my voice steady even though I was balls-deep in my stepsister. “Just helping Cassandra move some boxes.”

Cassandra bit my palm lightly, her nails digging into my shoulders. I could feel her getting close again, her thighs shaking against mine.

“Alright, don’t take too long,” Dad said. His footsteps started going back down the stairs, but they paused halfway. “You two getting along okay?”

“Real good,” I answered, thrusting harder now that he was moving away. Cassandra whimpered behind my hand. “She’s stronger than she looks.”

Dad chuckled and kept going. The second his steps faded, I uncovered her mouth and kissed her hard, swallowing her moan as I fucked her properly again.

“Alexander, you’re insane,” she gasped when I broke the kiss, her forehead against mine. “We almost got caught. Your dad was right there.”

“And you got wetter when he was,” I said, grinning as I gripped her ass and lifted her leg higher around my waist. “Admit it. The risk turns you on.”

She didn’t deny it. Instead, she kissed me back, tongue sliding against mine while I pounded into her. The hallway felt too bright and too open now. Anyone could walk up at any second.

“Fuck, Cassandra. You feel so good,” I groaned, burying my face in her neck. I sucked on her skin, not hard enough to leave a mark but enough to make her shiver.

“Been thinking about this since that first day we met. When I carried your box and touched your hand.”

She laughed breathlessly, then moaned as I hit a good angle. “You were such a flirt. Telling me I was hot while our parents were downstairs. I should have slapped you.”

“But you didn’t.” I reached between us and rubbed her clit with my thumb. “You wanted me too. I saw it in your eyes when I tucked your hair back.”

Cassandra’s head fell back against the wall. “Yes… God, right there. Don’t stop.”

I fucked her faster, the wet sounds of us echoing softly. She was close, I could tell by how she tightened around me.

“Come on, baby. Cum again,” I whispered. “Let me feel it.”

She did. Her whole body tensed, pussy pulsing around my cock as she came. She grabbed my face and kissed me to keep from crying out. That pushed me over the edge. I thrust deep and spilled inside her, groaning into her mouth as I filled her up.

We stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard, my forehead on hers.

“This is crazy,” she said finally, her voice soft. “We can’t keep doing this. Not with them right downstairs.”

I pulled out slowly, watching my cum drip down her thigh. Hot as hell. I used the edge of my shirt to wipe her clean quickly.

“We can if we’re careful,” I told her. “You want this as bad as I do. Don’t lie.”

She fixed her dress, smoothing it down. Her cheeks were flushed, lips swollen from kissing. “Brady keeps texting me, you know. Asking if I want to grab coffee when we get back to campus. He’s your best friend. This could blow up everything.”

I tensed at Brady’s name. That guy had been circling her since orientation week. Always with the jokes and the easy smiles. “You turning him down?”

“Of course I am.” She poked my chest. “But if he finds out about us… or if our parents do…”

“Then we don’t let them find out.” I caught her hand and kissed her knuckles. “This stays between us, but I’m not stopping, not after how you just came on my dick.”

Cassandra rolled her eyes but smiled a little. “You’re so full of yourself. What if I say no more hallway sex?”

I stepped closer, backing her against the wall again. “Then I’ll convince you. Like this.” I slid my hand under her dress again, fingers teasing her sensitive pussy. She was still wet with my cum.

“Alexander,” she warned, but her hips moved against my hand. “Dinner’s almost ready. We have to go down.”

“Five more minutes,” I said, kissing her neck. “Tell me how it felt when Dad was right there and I was inside you.”

She bit her lip. “Terrifying. And hot. I almost came just from the fear.”

“See?” I slipped a finger inside her again. “You like the danger.”

We heard Mom’s voice from the bottom of the stairs this time. “Alexander! Cassandra! Food’s getting cold!”

Cassandra pushed me back, adjusting her panties. “We have to stop. Now.”

I licked my finger clean, tasting both of us. “For now. But tonight, after they go to bed, your room or mine?”

She hesitated, eyes flicking toward the stairs. “Mine. But only if you’re quiet.”

“Deal.” I grinned.

We started down the stairs together, trying to look normal. My hand brushed hers on the railing. That spark from two years ago? It was a full-blown fire now.

At the dinner table, Mom and Dad were already sitting, pasta steaming in the middle. Brady had texted me earlier saying he’d swing by later to hang out since he lived nearby. I hadn’t told Cassandra yet.

“So kids, how was the drive back from campus?” Dad asked, passing the salad.

Cassandra sat across from me. Her foot brushed mine under the table. “It was fine,” she said, voice steady. “Alexander drove most of the way.”

I smirked at her. “Yeah. We talked a lot and we got to know each other better.”

Mom smiled. “That’s wonderful. I love seeing you two bonding.”

If only she knew how deep that bonding just went.

We ate and chatted about classes, but my mind kept going back to the hallway, to how tight she felt, and to how she moaned my name.

Halfway through dinner, my phone buzzed. Brady.

“Hey man, I’m outside. Brought beers. Cassandra around? Wanted to say hi.”

I looked up and Cassandra’s eyes met mine. She raised an eyebrow like she knew something was up.

Before I could answer, the doorbell rang.

Dad got up. “That must be Brady. He called earlier.”

Cassandra’s fork paused mid-air. She looked at me, panic flashing in her eyes for a second.

I smiled across the table at her, but inside my stomach tightened. Brady walking in right after I fucked her?

This night was about to get a lot more complicated.

The front door opened, and Brady’s loud voice carried in. “Where’s my favorite Bills girl?”

Cassandra shifted in her seat, probably still feeling me between her legs.

This was going to be one long dinner.