002: Kneel For Me

Lilian’s POV.

From where I stood in the bathroom, I could hear voices outside. 

Leon was talking to someone but I couldn't tell who it was. 

So I moved closer to the door, and that was when I heard the voice. My heart skipped a beat upon the recognition. 

Shit.

Cole.

I'd totally forgotten that he was still around. Our cousin had the habit of storming into Leon’s room. If it wasn't for video games, or movies, then he'd either come to steal one of Leon's shirts or shoes. 

“I was wondering if you'd be down for a game right now? I just changed my players and I'm certain I'll beat you this time,” I heard him say from outside.

My body trembled against the door, my veins throbbing with anxiety. It wasn't like Cole was going to come near the door but the thought of it sent shivers running down my spine.

He couldn't find me here no matter what.

“Not really. I've got something to take care of. Why don't you check back tomorrow? I'm too tired for anything right now,” Leon replied, and I heard his footsteps coming towards the door.

“You're such a show killer man. I'll go play with my boys instead. I'm going for a sleepover and don't bother texting me,” Cole said, his voice fading away as I heard him walk out.

Relief washed over me as I paced backwards, returning to my previous position, against the wall. The door swung open almost immediately revealing Leon's tall frame. 

I swallowed hard, the butterflies in my belly throwing a nasty party from the sight of him. He slammed the door, clicking it shut before turning to face me with crossed arms.

“So where were we?” He asked, pacing slowly towards me. 

He'd not even touched me yet my insides were squirming from the mere sound of his voice. 

“Pro–proof,” I whispered. 

That was all he needed to hear before he came for me, one hand on my boob and the other on my waist. He squeezed my boob, dropping his head to my neck. His breath washed over, sending sparks of heat running through me. My body trembled from his hot breath and then he squeezed my boob again. His tongue swiped over my neck, his head tilting a little higher as he whispered into my ears.

“On your knees.”

Those three words immediately made my knees weak. I didn't realize when I obeyed, it felt like I was no longer in control of my own body. 

His eyes peered over me, his crotch now at my eye level and the swell of his bulge made my core throb. At this point, I should have stopped him as my body was reacting to him.

But that didn't prove he wasn't gay. 

I was still curious about that. 

Leon unbuckled his belt, and his cock sprang free. The sight of his tip glistening with pre-cum made my folds beam with heat. His length was not only long but thick and veiny–the kind of cock that would have me moaning for hours. 

He held himself, stroking softly and then he brought his cock closer to my lips. 

“You want proof right? Now suck on my cock like a good girl. If you make me cum, I'll fuck you in return,” His deep voice echoed through the space, sounding way more sultry than needed. 

My heart hurt itself against my chest, my body trembling and my brain screaming at me for how wrong this was.

But I didn't see myself stopping. 

I slowly opened my mouth, letting him push his thick, long cock into me. When his tip reached my throat, I choked on it but he didn't pull out. I widened my mouth even more, letting him push his entire length into my throat.

“Fuck. So warm,” he groaned, his hands dropping to my hair as he grabbed a handful. 

The walls of my mouth watered with saliva, making his cock sloppy and all the more enticing to suck. I circled my hand around his base, pumping him into my mouth. His breaths grew heavier, his hips pushing forward even more.

My eyes burned with tears but the sight of him…of him enjoying what I was doing to him was making my cunt drip. 

No gay guy was supposed to enjoy a blowjob from a lady. That right there was my proof. 

I moaned softly as his thick flesh fucked my mouth, the sounds coming out as muffled. His grip tightened on my hair, his sacs slamming my jaws even faster. 

“Come on. Fuck me like the hungry slut that you are. Make me cum all over your face,” he grunted, his groans growing louder.

My cheeks hollowed, taking the shape of his cock as I sucked him tighter. His body trembled, his cock was twitching in my throat but he didn't stop pushing his hips in my face.

“Ahh–Lilian, shit. You're fucking me so good. Good girl,” he praised, making the sinful act feel less shameful.

My thighs were soaked with my slick as I sucked him even harder, my tongue rolling around his tip in a way that made him shiver. 

I bobbed my head faster, loving his shuddery breath and groans as I went. My hands fisted his base, alternating between his sacs and his cock as I sucked him off.

Right now, he didn't feel like my stepbrother. He felt like a hot dominant man who was making me do his bidding–something I never realized could turn me on this much.

I withdrew my lips, watching his cock twitch in the air from the loss of my warm mouth. But then he slammed me back into him, pushing himself into my mouth. My hands gripped his waist for support as the reckless thrusts from him almost made me fall.

My lips stayed glued to his hot cock, sliding back and forth and watching him close his eyes to savor the pleasure. 

Just then, his tip twitched in my throat and his body tensed. 

“Faster Lilian, Faster,” he chanted.

I held my breath as I gave him the fastest sucking I was capable of. His groans sounded animalistic as his swollen cock sputtered hot cum in my mouth. His body collapsed right after, his cum coating my tongue.

He breathed heavily, pulling his cock out of my mouth right after. 

“You…that was great. Now, it's my turn,” He muttered, his hand now stroking his semi-hard cock.

I swallowed every bit of his cum, maintaining my kneeling position as I waited for his next orders. 

Then he smirked, “Strip.”