The Step Don’t (Peach State Stepbros #2) Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Devon McCormack
Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
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As I toss my shirt off, he glances around, squinting. “You like it out here like this, don’t you?”

“It’s exciting,” I confess. Because I don’t feel like I have to hide anything from Colin—nothing about me or what I want. I’m not committing any more Step Don’ts anytime soon.

I haven’t even set my shirt on the floorboard when I feel Colin’s hand at my belt. He unfastens it and pulls it open. He’s careful at first, but then he tugs down my fly and boxers, his gaze on my cock like he’s been waiting to see it again since my live stream.

He licks his lips, as though thinking about what he suggested…how much he wants to taste it.

“Ready to show me how right I am?” I ask. “Show me how good you are?”

Colin’s gaze locks on mine, and that wicked smirk returns before he leans down.

Then I feel the warmth of his tongue sliding under the head…

I roll my head back against the window, resting my hand on his head as his tongue explores, probes.

Is this really happening? Is my straight stepbrother going down on me?

No, not straight, but—oh, whatever the fuck, who gives a shit?

He follows those instructions he gave me years ago, taking his time. I scan around at the windows, watching as people come and go. No one’s noticing us, of course. Everyone’s busy with their lives. They aren’t thinking that two stepbrothers might be going at it in a nearby car.

It makes me think of the live stream. That naughty feeling. That rush I get from it.

I love this sensation—like we could get caught. Someone might see Colin worshipping my cock.

He gives a tender kiss right under the head of my dick before pulling back.

“Fuck, you can’t stop now.”

“Oh, I thought we were fine with being cruel,” Colin says with a wink, making me laugh. “One sec.” He grabs the waistband of my pants and boxers and slides them down.

He leans back, expertly pulling my jeans down to my ankles. He throws off my shoes and socks, then removes my pants and underwear, discarding them on the floorboard so that I’m naked beneath him.

I’m not like this when I fuck around—I’m more the messy goofball, trying to make this all look less awkward. But Colin makes everything look so damn cool.

“Much better,” he says as he glances me over, like he wants to soak up every inch of me. He takes a moment, really studying me before his gaze meets mine again. “You really are sexy,” he says, making my cheeks hot again, like his words are wired to my sympathetic nervous system.

He reaches back, grabbing his shirt and tearing it off. He tosses it to the floorboard with my clothes, then dives back onto my cock. His tongue and mouth get right back to work, as though they remember exactly where they left off.

I feel my cock expanding before he whispers, “There it is. There you are.”

I must be precoming. Fuck, how could I not be when he’s going at me like this?

He grips the base of my shaft, angling me up before sliding his lips on either side. Taking the head in at first, he moves back and forth, and I’m shocked with how quickly he drives down, taking even more of me, like he’s trying to prove a fucking point.

With his mouth and tongue working my nerves, I arch my back, reaching out and grabbing the driver’s seat with one hand and the headrest on the back seat with the other, bracing myself as he goes at it.

“Fuckin’ A, Colin. Oh fuck, I was so right about how good you’d be at this.”

And he keeps showing me how right I was.

Hard for me to enjoy my victory as he grips my thighs and really goes at it. He’s made my body so desperate. I rock my hips with his movements as I climb higher.

He releases one thigh and raises his hand to my chest, taking my nipple between his finger and thumb, toying gently, reminding me of these notes he took during the stream.

Oh fuck, it’s my goddamn kryptonite.

I’m trembling from all the excitement he’s worked up, my body jerking about as the pressure mounts. He releases my other thigh and pulls off my cock, kissing my abs. With one hand, he continues playing with my nipple, and with the other, he strokes my cock as he looks up at me. I can see some of my precum just under his lip before he licks it up. His gaze locks with mine, but he doesn’t stop working me. “Still as good as you thought?”

That’s not a fucking question; it’s bragging. “Amazing,” I admit because it’s the truth. “Col, I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna last.”

He chuckles. “That’s kind of the idea.”

I laugh, but then my body takes control again, these surging sensations overtaking me.


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