Stepbrother Wow! (Bad Boy Frat #1) by Claire Adams Read Free Book Online

Jaxon slipped one finger into me
slowly, pressing past the initial resistance of my body and plunging it deeper
and deeper, even as his thumb worked my clit steadily. “Mm, you’re so tight,
god, Mia,” Jaxon murmured, moving his finger in and out, rubbing along my inner
walls until I couldn’t think of anything at all, just shiver and twist and
writhe with my need for more.
    I came back to myself again with a jolt as he turned
me over and pinned me against the blanket-covered leather. Jaxon tugged my
jeans down over my hips, taking my panties with them; he pulled them down to my
knees and pushed my legs open, spreading them wide and leaving me all but
naked, panting and burning up with heat. I smiled up at him as he looked down,
taking in my breasts shaking on my chest from how hard I was panting, the
sprawl of my legs, the sight of my soaking wet pussy. “I’m going to be really
distracted now,” he said in a murmur, shaking his head. He grinned then and
darted down between my legs, shifting until he had his arms up underneath my
thighs, holding them spread. He looked up at me for just a moment before he
buried his face against my pussy, moaning as he nuzzled me. The first flicker
of his tongue along my soaking wet folds made me moan, and in an instant I was
twisting and squirming under him, my hips moving in instinct as he pressed
against me harder.
    Jaxon licked up and down along the length of my
labia, tasting me, exploring, teasing—until I was on edge, ready to say
whatever he might have wanted, if he would just give me what had become an
absolute need. Just when I thought I couldn’t stand any more torture, he
brought the tip of his tongue up to my clit, flicking and lapping, attacking
the sensitive little bead and sending shockwaves of pleasure shooting through
me. I reached down and held onto his shoulders, ran my fingers through his
hair, words tumbling out of my lips without me even knowing what they were as
he moved up and down—teasing my clit with his tongue and then slipping down to
my inner labia, probing and tasting me before he moved back up to where I
really wanted him. He kept me in suspense for what felt like hours as I arched
and pitched, tilting my hips and grabbing at him to get better contact.
    Jaxon moaned against me, the sound sending vibrations
against my clit as he sucked it between his lips, focusing all his efforts on
my pleasure center. I cried out as I felt him teasing me lower with two
fingers, rubbing and stroking and then plunging them deep into my pussy all at
once, filling me up while I tightened around him in a spasm of pleasure. He
worked me with his fingers and his lips until I was absolutely mindless,
moaning and crying out, jolts of hot and cold sensation crackling through my
veins, dancing up and down my nerves. I hit my orgasm, digging my nails into
his skin, arching almost clean off of the couch as the first waves of pleasure
hit me with the force of high tide. Jaxon kept it up through my whole climax,
sucking and licking, filling my ears with sucking, greedy sounds and moans that
made it even hotter, even more of a turn-on as more and more waves of pleasure
washed through me.
    He stopped when I sagged against the couch, for a
moment completely spent, unable to do anything but struggle to catch my breath.
As he slithered up against my body, moving up along my torso, I saw him licking
his lips clean of the last of my fluids and then he was kissing me, touching me
with warm hands that were somehow soothing and teasing all at the same time.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he told me, cupping one of my
breasts and giving it a squeeze . “Think you can handle me, Mia?” I was
confused—for just a moment, my brain a million miles away. I felt his erection
digging against my hip and suddenly understood in a flash.
    “Of course I can,” I said, my body already heating
up once more. Jaxon guided my hand down to his jeans and I somehow managed to
unbutton and unzip his