“Fuck me, Reece. I need it now,” I begged.
With a great bellow, he thrust so hard inside me I nearly fell over the sofa back. He withdrew and did it again.
My orgasm quickly gathered steam, and in seconds, I was screaming, bucking my head, and throwing my hair around.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” Reece cried, “you’re gonna rip my fucking dick off.”
And with that, he buried himself inside me one last time and exploded, his massive hands clutching my waist for purchase.
He pulsed inside me for what seemed forever while every inch of my sex throbbed with crazy fucking aftershocks. I seriously felt my pussy pulsing around him, sending vibrations to the ends of my fingers and toes.
We untangled from each other, and someone laid me down on the sofa and covered me in a soft blanket.
I was… renewed. Like I was getting another chance at life.
Julian brought me coffee the next morning. Somewhere, over the course of the night, the guys had helped me to a guest room, where I slept like I hadn’t since… well, since long before everything went south with Peter.
“Hey, guess what?” he asked, helping himself to a seat on the edge of the bed.
I pushed the hair out of my face, and pulled the sheet up for modesty.
But no go.
He gently took it with his fingers, and pulled it down, below my waist. “Don’t think so, baby. I wanna see those pretty tits of yours.”
Boys will be boys.
“But seriously,” he continued, “I got a text message from a buddy who works in personal security, and he got an offer. How’d you like to go to the Lacey Connor concert next weekend? All four of us.”
No fucking way.
“Lacey Connor?” I asked. “Those are hot tickets.”
Oh my god. Was I really going to hang out with my stepbrothers? This… fucking business wasn’t just a one-off?
“So… wanna go?”
I blinked, pleased and stunned. Was I going on a date with my stepbrothers? All of them?
There was only one answer I could give. “Of course.”
“Promise to wear something special?” he asked as Nathan and Reece entered the room, yawning and trying to smooth out their bed head.
“You mean like a sheer purple thong?” I teased, and he nodded.
Cripes, the way these guys were looking at me, I wished I could bottle it and take it home. Hell, if I could sell it, I’d be a rich lady.
“I think I could swing that,” I said, making a mental note to go lingerie shopping. I had a feeling I’d need more than my little purple set.
Nathan and Reece high-fived each other.
I reached for my phone, buzzing with a text.
“Oh geez. It’s Mom.”
Julian craned his neck to see my phone. “What does she want? Is she pissed we bailed without saying goodbye yesterday?”
I scrolled through her long message. “No, but she is asking if I’d be up for a Labor Day party in her back yard. She says maybe even Nathan, Julian, and Reece will come. To quote her, ‘You never know about these boys. They’re very busy. We’ll just hope for the best’.”
Nathan puffed his chest out. “Well, I am busy. I don’t know about the rest of you guys. But I may be able to squeeze some time out of my schedule for the family. Especially my little stepsister.”
I sat up in bed, and reached for him, taking his erect cock. I had a feeling we’d be having a lot of fun, for a long time.
“So glad you can fit me in,” I said, slipping my lips down his shaft.
“You think I’d miss it?” he laughed.
Neither would I.
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