“Please what? I need your words.” Dash hooks his thumbs into his waistband, teasing me with what could be.
“I want to see it.” I can’t even say the word. My mouth waters, like it did with Col’s. This is different though. Col is right for me. I should feel ashamed for wanting to see my brother’s penis. To hold it in my hand, to feel the velvety skin pass through my lips, or hell, knowing the way it would feel as he pushes it deep inside of me.
“Use the word, Ronni. If you can’t call it what it is then you don’t deserve to see it, let alone touch or feel it.” Dash’s words vibrate through my body.
“I want to see, taste, and feel your cock, Dash. Please.” I bat my eyes up at him, feeling a strange fever burn deep inside me. Why do I want to do this? Especially with him?
“Good girl,” he purrs. My eyes flick back down his body as he pulls the waistband down. I watch as he slowly pushes them down, pushing me over the edge as I lean forward to see it faster.
When he finally finishes pushing his pants down, I watch as it juts out, bouncing up to hit him in the belly. God damnit. It’s fucking beautiful. The thickness, the reddened tip, even the veins are perfectly placed. I reach out to touch it but hesitate, pulling my hand back.
“I thought you wanted to see, touch, and feel it, Ronni,” Dash teases me, stepping even closer.
Nerves begin to wrack my body in the realness of this. I may have said that, but I don’t actually know what to do. Yes, Col started to show me, but I didn’t get to finish him.
“Let me show you what Col should’ve done.” Dash finishes taking off his clothes and kneels down by my bed. He pulls the blanket off me, hooks his hands under my knees and pulls me closer to the edge of the bed. My feet dangle towards the floor. “Lay back,” he commands. I bite my lip but do as he asks. I feel his hands against my thighs, causing me to shiver at the touch. He caresses me for a moment, then I feel his hands travel up to my underwear. He wrenches them down my thighs and off all together.
I feel his hands as he lifts my legs, spreading me wide, baring me for him. “I will devour you before you ever taste me.” I feel a warm sensation press against my clit, pulling a moan from me as I shiver.
“No one will take this away from me. I will be the first to taste you. The first to feel you. The first to penetrate you.” Between each sentence, he licks me. I let out a small cry when I feel the pinch of him sucking my clit between his lips.
“I’ve had an orgasm before, Dash, you won’t have that first. Colson filled me with his fingers over there,” I tell him, looking to the closet where we stood when he filled me with his fingers.
“No, but I want to give you your first like this.” I feel the intrusion of his fingers pushing inside of me, almost like he hates the fact that Colson took that away from him. His mouth sucks on my clit, as he thrusts inside of me.
“Oh, God.” I feel the movements inside, pulling me down into the never ending slide of promises. The promise of more, calling to me with a sweet voice of surrender. He licks and laps at me, filling me with a buzz that makes my head fuzzy.
My chest rises and falls faster as his movements pick up. The burning inside, lighting me on fire, begging to be set free. “I can’t,” I cry out, bucking against his mouth. My stomach tightens as he continues his assault. Relentlessly, pushing me further and further down the path of orgasming with my step-brother between my legs. I push my head into the mattress and cry out as the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had rips me apart. Sending me spiraling as white flashes blink across the back of my eyelids. I grip the sheet tightly, as I ride his face. There’s a faint feeling deep within me that tells me that I shouldn’t be doing things with him, but everything else in my body sings for me to do more.
His pace begins to slow as I feel the orgasm slowing, leaving an ache behind. The ache for more, but I’m not sure I can handle more. Dash pushes up off his knees, almost crawling up my body as he moves my shirt up. Kisses trail from my hip to my breast, leaving a tingling in its wake. I watch as he closes his mouth around the peak of my breast, the tender feeling of his tongue tracing around my nipple. I lift my hands up, feeling the muscle on his arms as I find my way to his hair, threading my fingers in it.
He releases my nipple with a popping sound, making his way further up. When his face is lined up with mine, I feel it. The pressure of his cock pressing against my sensitive opening.
My breath is shaky, knowing what happens next has me excited and scared all at the same time. I’ve heard it hurts, especially if done wrong.
One of his hands travels down between us. “Once I push into you, you’re mine,” he says, moving the tip of himself against my wetness.
I nod, letting my eyes fall shut, preparing myself for him. “I need you to tell me what you want, Ronni,” Dash says against my cheek. I want to have sex, but I always thought it would be with Colson first. Right now, I can’t seem to remember which way is up.
I lift my chin, open my mouth, and lick his ear, pulling the lobe in and sucking on it softly. “I want you to fuck me, Dash.”
He hesitates, which I didn’t expect. I use my feet to pull him against me, the tip slides in with ease, opening me. “Ronni,” he breathes my name as he pushes further into me.
My body craves for him to be buried deep inside, but he goes slowly, filling me inch by inch. Suddenly he stops. “This is supposed to hurt,” he says. I nod and take a deep breath.
Suddenly he’s deep inside of me, I scream out at the fullness and the pinch that’s created. “Oh. Fuck.” I let out a hiss, sucking in a quick breath. I realize I’ve got a death grip on his hair and let go. “Sorry,” I say, laughing.
“Oh God,” he says.
“What?” I freeze.
“When you laughed, it tightened your pussy, squeezing me. It felt so good.” He moves slightly back and forth. I feel a slight discomfort, but not enough to stop him.
“Wait?” My eyes look up at him. “You’ve done this before, right?” The feeling of him inside me, it’s like I was meant for this.
Dash moves slowly in and out of me, in short strokes. “No, Ronni. This is my first time too.” His words ring through me. He’s never been with anyone either. I’m not sure if I find that hot or not, but right now, all I want is him to fuck me like I’ve watched in the porn videos. I want to feel it all.
“I want to feel you, all of you.” I tighten my legs around his ass, pushing him deeper inside of me. I let out a gasp as he fills me completely.