Their Stepsister Read Online Free Books Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 20578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
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Fuck it.

Immediately I undo my belt and open my pants. I don’t give a damn how pathetic this is, it’s the only thing I’ve got.

I press my ear harder to the wall and envision her digits tickling across her clit. My right hand runs down the length of my dick while my left cups my balls. I start stroking myself. I’m so goddamn wound up from thinking of fucking little Sarah I can’t stand it.

I can hear soft sounds coming from the other side of the wall and I stroke myself harder. I can hear her moaning and moving on the bed and it’s painful how turned on I am. Thrusting my hips forward on the down strokes, I tighten my hand on my balls.

I want this to hurt. I want to punish myself and my dick for these dirty thoughts of fucking my baby sister. I want to remind my body that all the nasty things I want to do to her are wrong. But the more pain I cause, the hotter it makes me. The more I think about shoving my dick down her sweet throat, the more pre-cum leaks. The more I think about squeezing that sweet throat while I thrust into her cunt, the more my spine tingles and I can feel my release coming.

My forehead is sweaty and I realize absently that I’m still fully dressed with just my dick in my hands and my ear to her wall. I’m a fucking pathetic sight.

I hear her moans getting louder and more urgent and I know she must be ready. I speed up my strokes because, in my mind, I’m cumming with her. In her. I imagine one of her hands is on her breast, plucking at her nipple. I can picture her other hand between her legs, her fingers speeding up as the ache gets stronger. I can almost smell the juices from her pussy dripping down between her ass cheeks and wetting the bed. I start panting. I’d give anything to lick it up. I wouldn’t waste a single drop.

That thought leads me to my climax. I cum. Thick streams of semen run down my cock and over my hand, and I use it as lube to work every last bit of my orgasm out of me. I hear Sarah let out a shout on the other side of the wall and it causes more cum to leak out of my cock. I look down to see my hands covered in cum. I’m sweaty, sticky, and still horny as fuck.

I stand there for a few minutes and try to pull myself together. I lean my back against the wall to allow my legs to stop trembling. I’m panting and about to make my way to the en suite to clean up when I hear a knock on Sarah’s door.

“Hey Sarah, it’s Logan. Can I come in?”

“Shit,” I whisper and rush to the bathroom to wash up.

CHAPTER 4 *Logan*

“Just a second!” Sarah shouts from the other side of her door.

I drove around for a while before I finally made my way back home. I need to talk to Sarah and make things right. Tonight was just another fuck up our family doesn’t need. Our relationship is strained as it is, so as the group’s peacemaker I’ve got to make this right.

When Sarah opens the door, I can’t help but stare at her. Her cheeks are flushed and she has a light sheen of sweat on her face. My greedy eyes move down her body and see she’s wearing nothing but a sheer white t-shirt that barely falls to the top of her thighs. She isn’t wearing a bra and her nipples are hard points, trying to break through the threadbare cloth. I can actually see the outline of her areolas and I let out a frustrated grunt.

Sarah clears her throat and I look into her eyes. She has a smirk on her face and glances down at my crotch then back up at my face. I follow the path of her eyes and see that my dress pants have done absolutely nothing to help me out and my dick is pointing right at her. I turn around abruptly and adjust the beast.

Fucking hell, this is painful.

I turn back around and see she still has that smirk on her face. She knows exactly what she’s doing, but I have no idea why she’s doing it. She’s never worn something like this in front of us, and it makes me angry thinking that she might have worn it for someone else.

“Put some clothes on, I need to talk to you,” I spit at her. I’m not usually clipped like Luke, but I can’t look at her like this. She’s my stepsister and I need to remind us both of that.

“Logan, if you have something to say, just say it. I’m about to go to bed and I’m not changing just for a quick conversation.”

“Fine,” I mumble, as I try to look directly into her eyes and not at her tits.

She crosses her arms under her breasts but it only makes the shirt tighter and lifts her tits up for a better view. I can see the shirt has risen on her legs as well and her white cotton panties are showing.

I shut my eyes and shake my head a little. When I open them, Sarah is staring at me expectantly but I’m convinced she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“What did you want to talk about?”

I don’t know if I can remember my own name, let alone what I was going to talk to her about. I’m standing there trying to think, but all I want to do is kiss her beautiful lips and push against her body. I just want to feel her against me and forget everything.

“Logan,” she says and snaps her fingers in front of my face.

“Sorry. Yes, I wanted to talk to you. About tonight.” I take another breath and try to clear the fog from my head. “I’m sorry about how Luke acted tonight towards Sam. I didn’t see everything that happened but I know how harsh he can be sometimes. You know we love you and don’t want you to leave.”


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