Sean: A Stepbrother Romance (Coded for Love 3)

“Good.” Sitting up, he lifted her into his lap, then began to undress her. “This is what I want. This is what I wanted from the moment I first saw you, and ever since.” Passion glinted in his eyes. He pulled her tops over her head, then ran his fingertips over her black lacey bra.

Even through the sheer fabric the touch was electrifying. Her limbs trembled, her body hot with anticipation as he touched her.

Moving his hand behind her back, he released the catch on her bra, freeing her breasts. Her nipples were already hard with desire. He squeezed the sensitive nubs one at a time, holding them firmly between thumb and forefinger, looking deep into her eyes while he lit her right through.

Needles of sensation shot from her nipples, made her squirm on his lap. Rowan leaned into him, her lips parting with the need to have his mouth covering hers while he touched her. She reached over his back, hauled up his T-shirt, casting it aside.

She eyed his bared, muscular chest and swallowed, hard. Even when fully dressed his strength was obvious. Half naked, the very look of him was enough to dampen her panties. Bulky with muscle, he’d always made her feel supple as a rag doll in his hands during sex, melding her to his body, bringing her to orgasm time and time again. “I want you so much.”

“That’s just as well.” He gave a gentle laugh, and eased her back onto the bed.

She clutched at the bed covers, needing to feel grounded to hold her emotions steady. Here in this borrowed room he’d revealed just how much he cared and she was broken apart by it.

Slowly he undressed her, taking off her jeans, playfully ripping off her socks. His eyes glittered with anticipation as he did so. She couldn’t take her eyes off his bare chest, his powerful arms. Her hips arched and keened. Her lips parted, and she ran her tongue over her lower lip before she spoke. “I’m, desperate for you, Sean.”

“Just the way I like it.”

A laugh escaped her. “Cocksure of yourself.”

“When I’ve got you like this, yes.” His firm, sensuous mouth moved in a sexy smile. It made her ache for him. Between her thighs she throbbed with need. Her core clenched, aching to be filled. She tossed back her hair, forcing herself to breathe. Only he could do this to her, and it made her feel so vulnerable. His chiseled cheekbones and hard jaw line seemed to be a visual symbol of the inner strength that called on her feminine depths.

> Only her panties remained. His provocative stare had her entire skin prickling. He pinged the elastic on the waistband. The suggestion hung in the atmosphere between them.

“Please, Sean. You’ve got me in a state.” She tripped on her words, her rising objection making her speak before thinking. “I can’t think straight because I want you so much.”

“I want you too,” he replied, “but I know you. The longer I take the better this will be.”

“It’s already too good,” she blurted, then bit her lip, realizing what she’d said. She could lose herself totally here, or was it already too late? Probably.

The hungry look in his eyes made her shiver. “But you deserve better than a quick shag and I want to give it to you.”

He said it with such deliberation. It made something inside her begin to buckle. The truth of it was she wanted him too much. She thought they’d found a plateau in their relationship that evening, one they were both happy with. Obviously not. She’d always wanted him beyond life itself, and now it was so close, she could hardly hold back, hardly stand to be without him inside her, claiming her as his. Once she gave in to the desire between them this tight, breathless anticipation took over. It used to scare her, but now she welcomed it with open arms.

“I can’t be without you again.” It felt like a confession.

“I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you don’t have to.”

Sighing, she stared at his chest to keep herself from going crazy. Fine, dark hair tapered into a thin line that led her gaze from his breastbone to the button on his fly. Her sex clenched. The nape of her neck felt damp.

Sean made no attempt to hide his scrutiny. “I want you to give yourself to me totally, tonight. Let go. I’ll hold you tight, keep you safe.”

Breathing had become difficult. His words struck a note with her and she recognized herself in what he said. He was right. She held back because she wasn’t sure of him. Her skin raced with sensation, the thrill of his words touching her every inch of skin, inside and out.

He traced his fingers across the top of her thighs, making brief, maddening contact

“Easy now,” he said, then rested his thumbs in the band on her panties, then pulled them down and off. His breath was warm on her face and her back arched, her hips gravitating toward him.

He ran a knowing thumb back and forth over her clit. Her body was so wired that she reached orgasm moments later, crying out with relief. Her heart thudded so hard she thought she might crack. Her skin prickled with anxiety, needing more. Penetration. She inhaled deeply. “Sean!”

He’d stood up, and rested one hand over his belt, a casual gesture but one that made her glance at his groin, where he was hard beneath his zipper.

Mercifully, he unzipped his fly and dropped his pants His cock bounced free. Long and hard and ready for her. She moaned longingly.

He climbed over her and kissed her fiercely, his tongue claiming her mouth.

Then he was inside her, stretching her open, filling her.

“Sean, so good,” she whispered in relief, her core singing. He groaned with pleasure as he bent over her, sliding in and out, filling her to the hilt.