My Stepbrother's Baby (Forbidden Secret)

Evan released a wild grin, before his head came down and he kissed me harder than he had before, more fiercely. I was overwhelmed, but the right kind, the kind that made me struggle hard to get even closer to him. He didn’t hesitate to yank the bottom of my top, and we separated for a second so he could tug it off before our lips fused again.

As his mouth focused on mine, his hands roamed over my body. He explored the narrow expanse of my waist, down to the gentle flare of my hips, up around the long silky stretch of my back and down again. His touch relaxed me, but it also enervated me and it felt as if every single one of my nerves were alive and begging for his touch. Then, he brought his hands around and up to cup my breasts. I whined as another jolt pulsed through my body. The fabric of my bra was thin, and as he rhythmically squeezed his hands, I could feel my nipples rub against his palms through the material. The heat between my thighs grew hotter and I all but pranced in pace with a need I could not name.

“Please,” I said again in a gasp, desperate. “Please, please.”

Evan’s mouth had moved to my neck, where he left wet, open-mouthed kisses, and I occasionally felt the slick swipe of his tongue after his teeth nipped my skin gently, nips that sent little shocks through my body that made me tremble. I had no idea what I was begging for, but I kept asking.

“I know exactly what you need, baby,” he growled as if he heard the thought, before he pressed a kiss to the curve of my breast.

It was one shock after another tonight, and I got more when he kissed my nipples through my bra, sucking my flesh into his mouth. I had to bite my lip to hold back a very loud moan as desire shot from where he sucked to that firepit between my thighs. My legs felt weak, and I was sure, if he wasn’t holding me up, that I would have already melted to the closet floor.

Then, his hands reached around my back. I barely noticed when my bra’s clasp came undone. I was starting to think it was a little unfair that I was getting naked so quickly, and I became bold enough to try and take his off. When he pulled back from my chest, I lifted his t-shirt up. He quickly pulled it off, and I struggled out of my bra, letting it fall to the floor.

“So, fucking beautiful,” Evan said with a sigh, as his hands went to my waist while he looked at my breasts.

I suddenly whirled around so he could press me to the back of the closet. That door was way too flimsy for where this was headed. A few clothes hung there, but he’d pushed them aside. It was darker in the back, and his much larger body blocked most of the light from me, but I knew the closet door would have fallen open if we pushed it too hard. It was closed, not locked.

His arms went around me as he started to kiss me again, and we both groaned as our naked chests touched. Then, he pulled back, our panted breaths loud in the small space.

“This is your first time, right?” I heard him ask.

I froze.

Chapter Two

Evan

I felt her go entirely still in my arms and froze as well. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it, but it was hard not to miss. I’d been dating girls for the past three years, and by now, it was easy to spot when a girl didn’t have any experience. While the idea had me hot, and I really didn’t want to scare her off whatever mission she was on to lose her virginity, I worried about hurting her.

At the same, it was kind of hard to believe a girl this sexy hadn't been fucked before. I mean damn, my dick had been hard the moment I laid eyes on her. How could she be a virgin?

“Does that turn you off?” She asked, voice low and subtly anxious.

“Not one little bit,” I promised, and leaned back in for a kiss.

She was stiff for a second, before she returned the kiss as best she could. I swirled my tongue in her mouth, pressed myself against her to let her know just what she was about to get and guided her tongue and her hands as she grew bolder. That she had no idea what to do, that she needed me to teach her, satisfied something primal inside of me, and my hands slid over her hips and around to cup her ass. The girl let out a squeak as I rocked my hips against hers, letting her feel me again, and I grinned.

I was so fucking hard for her, I wanted to rip off her skirt and panties and fuck right into her, but she was a virgin. I had to be a little more careful than that, or it wouldn’t be good for either of us. With that thought in mind, I went down on my knees.

She gasped. “What are you doing??

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I grinned up, thinking it was cute, how her voice went up in alarm, even as she struggled to be as quiet as possible. I could have told her not to bother. The guys on the other side weren’t waiting for us, they were having their fun waiting for us to finish, and with the loud music and how hammered everyone was getting from the spiked drinks, they wouldn’t hear us, unless she outright screamed.

“Can you let me try something?” I asked.

My hands held the sides of her hips, sliding her skirt up. She bit her lip and didn't say anything, and I took that as agreement. My eyes dropped in interest. I could see her panties in the dim light. They matched her bra, dark pink fabric with a lot of lace. I kissed the top line of her panties, slowly moving lower. She gasped above me as my hands touched the insides of her thighs, nudging them apart so I could get to where I wanted to the most.

I groaned at her feminine scent. With my thumbs rubbing the insides of her thighs, just at the edge of those panties, I kissed her harder through the fabric and heard her whimper as her body shook. I quickly grew impatient, though, and pulled her panties down her legs. I had her lift one leg to take it off, and left it at that, diving back in between her legs, this time with nothing in my way.

My tongue parted her folds, exploring her sex. She made a sound and shuddered, and I looked up to see her covering her mouth as she breathed hard, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. The sight was so hot; I had to reach down and adjust myself in my pants. Then, thinking over it, I undid my belt and opened my fly, palming myself as I went back to what I was doing.

I kept one hand on her thigh as I played her with my tongue. Little muffled whines left her as I flicked the tip of my tongue on her clit, over and over, before pressing flat and licking in broad swipes. Then, lower, teasing her entrance before pushing my tongue inside. I fucked her with my tongue, fisting my cock at the same time, and imagined what it would be like when I had her against the wall.

Just thinking about it wasn’t good enough for me. I slid one finger inside of her with my tongue on her clit. There was resistance, but she was wet enough, and I was too excited. I squeezed my cock around the base, before I stood up. I lifted up her thigh as I rose, bracing her body with mine against the wall.

“Hey,” I called to her softly.