Stepbrother HOT! (The Stepbrother Romance Series - Book #3)

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shirt, pulling it along his back, up over his head. I pushed my hips
down to meet his touch, little whimpering moans leaving my throat, pushing past
my lips as I got more and more turned on.
    Jaxon brought me to the edge of orgasm and backed
off, teasing me relentlessly, making me so turned on that I couldn’t even think
of anything else in the world. I felt my fluids gushing around his fingers as
he pushed them deep inside of me, rubbing against my inner walls. He found my
g-spot, sending a shiver of pleasure through my body; I cried out, my back
arching up off of the lounge chair, my hips pushing down into his hand. “Yes,
Mia,” Jaxon whispered. “Yes, god—you’re so hot and wet, so tight.” He kept
rubbing up against my pleasure center until I couldn’t hold back anymore, my
whole body twisting and arching, my hips pushing down to meet his thrusting
fingers, his rubbing thumb against my clit. I cried out, coiling my arms around
his shoulders, clinging to him as if for life itself.
    Jaxon kept working me as I came, his fingers
twisting inside of me, his thumb rubbing my clit, sending tingles of sensation
through me over and over again. He slowed down as my spasms started to fade,
holding himself up on top of me as I panted and shivered. “God, Jaxon,” I said,
blinking slowly. “That was so good. So good.” Jaxon
chuckled lowly.
    “As good as the first time?” He asked me, kissing me lightly on the lips.
    “Better.” I was a million miles away, my brain hazed
over with pleasure. I could still feel his cock pressing against me. “In fact,”
I said, struggling to catch my breath, “I owe you one.” I gathered up my strength
and pushed Jaxon up, off of me, tumbling him onto the lounge
chair and straddling him at the knees . Jaxon looked up at me, his bright
eyes darkening as he took in the sight of my half-naked body. He reached up and
cupped my breasts, squeezing them, teasing my nipples until they hardened once
more.
    “Don’t let me stop you,” he said. I laughed and
kissed a trail from his lips downward, nibbling at his throat, licking and
nipping down the length of his chest. I unlaced his swim trunks and pulled the
Velcro apart, hooking my fingers in the waistband and tugging them down over
his hips. Jaxon’s cock sprung up from the confines of his shorts, hard as a
rock, almost throbbing. A shiny drop of precum shone
at the tip, and I licked my lips at the sight of it. I continued my path down
along Jaxon’s abdomen, glancing up at his face as I reached his hips. I
smiled—I’d heard Jaxon talking in the frat house about how much he loved it
when a girl went down on him.
    I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and then
kissed the tip, sliding it just past my lips, barely in my mouth. I flicked my
tongue against the head, tasting the sharp-salty flavor as his precum coated my tongue. “Fuck, Mia,” Jaxon said with a
groan, his hips arching up to meet my mouth. I held him down with my weight as
best as I could, slowly working my lips down along the length of his cock,
sucking and licking. I was almost as turned on as he was, my body heating up; I
loved the feeling of his smooth, almost velvety skin between my lips, the taste
of him on my tongue. I moaned as I sucked harder, moving my head up and down
slowly, flickering my tongue along the sensitive underside, against the tip. I
heard him groaning; Jaxon’s fingers slipped into my hair, tightening against my
scalp, as his hips began to rock in time to my movements.
    I picked up my pace gradually, working the base of
Jaxon’s cock with my fingers while I used my lips and tongue against the length
of him, sucking just a little harder at the tip. I moaned again and again with
him in my mouth, feeling him getting more and more turned on, feeling his cock
starting to twitch between my lips. Jaxon was moaning, murmuring praise—words
tumbling out of his mouth without any meaning at all, without any thought. I
wanted to make him come; I’d

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