Suddenly, Andrew stopped. He got to his knees behind me, and I heard a small ripping, papery sound. I pulled the makeshift blindfold off my head and craned my neck, looking at him. I watched as he slowly unrolled a condom onto his stunning erection, closing his eyes in pleasure. He met my eyes, and crawled closer between my legs, straddling my hips. I watched in fascination as he used his hand to push his cock closer and closer to me; and I felt something warm pressing firmly against my anus.
In shock, I looked up at Andrew’s face. He was staring at me and grinning with raised eyebrows. I shook my head ‘no’ furiously, burying my face in the bedspread. His cock moved lower until it was pressing right against my pussy. There was a little bit of soreness, but I was desperate to have him filling me. He hesitated, and I furiously pushed my hips back, taking his full cock into me.
I wriggled my hips to take him deeper. Andrew moaned and thrust all the way into me; I felt like my whole body was full with his cock. He roughly used his hands to spread my thighs back apart, grabbed my ass cheeks, and started pumping in and out of me, making the bed shake. With my legs spread, my clit was rubbing against the rough bedspread, and the combination of that and Andrew’s delicious cock was making me insane.
As he fucked me, I felt tears of shame and humiliation and pleasure leak out of my eyes. I moved furiously in rhythm with his thrusts, relishing the feel of him pumping in and out of me. I felt his thumb slip between my cheeks, gently rubbing against my asshole. Shock flooded my body once again, but it felt so good. The thought of him rubbing me there was so embarrassing, but somehow, that just made it hotter. I blushed, trying to bury my face deeper in the mattress. Closing my eyes, I wriggled against him, making him thrust even harder and harder. His thumb pushed deeper inside of me, and I squirmed hard against the bedspread, my exposed clit throbbing and raw.
Finally, Andrew thrust as hard as possible into me, pushing me into the mattress. The pressure exploded within my body; I closed my eyes and saw stars as my orgasm tore through me. Andrew stopped, and gently pulled his thumb away, taking a hold of my hips and sliding out. With some effort, I drew my legs closed and rolled over, panting hard. My body was soaked in sweat; I could feel my hair clinging to my forehead and the back of my neck. Between my legs felt numb and sore, but also tingly with pleasure.
When it was over, we lay together, panting and shaking.
“You’re incredible, Kristin,” Andrew whispered in my ear. “You’re the hottest little thing I’ve ever seen.”
I blushed. “Do you think we were quiet enough?”
Andrew smirked. “Who cares?”
My blush deepened. “You should go,” I whispered. “I’ll be in so much trouble if Mom finds out you were here.”
“Who cares?” Andrew whispered. He pulled me close, wrapping an arm around my sweaty body.
“You’re going to go back to Boston and leave me,” I whispered. Some of the post-sex high was wearing off, and I was starting to feel sad again.
Andrew hugged me and kissed the back of my neck. “Come with me,” he said, not even bothering to whisper.
“What?” I rolled around, staring at him. “Are you serious?”
Andrew sighed. He raked a hand through his dark hair. “Yes,” he said. “I am quite serious.”
I blinked. “What…what does that mean?”
“It means I love you, Kristin.”
I stared at him. “Are you serious?”
“Very.” Andrew kissed me gently, chastely. “I love you. You’re an incredible woman, and I want you to come and live with me and try to have a relationship. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
I shivered at the intensity of his words.
“What about Victor?”
“Even if I hadn’t met you, I know that Victor and I couldn’t keep messing around,” Andrew said. “I’m getting to the point now where I need to be with one person, and that person is you.”
Shock radiated through my body. “Are you serious?”
Andrew chuckled. “I wish you’d stop asking me that,” he said.
“I love you, too,” I whispered. “I think I always have. Ever since the first time I saw you.”
Andrew nodded. He nuzzled my face tenderly before kissing me again. This time, I slipped my tongue between his lips, dancing in his mouth.
“I love you,” I repeated, feeling a warm glow erupt in my body. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Andrew.”
Andrew grinned. “Good,” he said. “Because that’s exactly what I want.”
As Andrew and I drifted off to sleep, I gave no mind to what my mom and Dean would think. Sure, they’d be shocked and angry. But if they’d come around to Andrew after all this time, that meant that the same had to hold true for me. After all, I’d always been their good daughter. And nothing was really changing…I was just moving out, and dating my stepbrother. My perfect, sexy, amazing, rich stepbrother.
This is a dream come true, I thought as I drifted off into a happy, sated sleep. And I’m going to make sure that the rest of my life is as wonderful as this moment.