My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 556

Chapter 556

Our teeth clicked as the kiss grew wilder, hungrier. I moved my hips faster, rubbing myself hard against him, completely desperate to get closer to the steel beneath his underwear.

He squeezed my breast harder, bruising the soft skin, as I rode the thick ridge of his length until my breath came in desperate pants against his lips.

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, all I knew was that the thin layers of lace and cotton keeping our skin apart felt like a prison.

I reached down with shaking hands, my fingers hooking into the waistband of his black boxers.

At the same time, Raphael’s hands gripped the edges of my white lace panties. We moved in a frantic, messy blur of motion. I lifted my hips just enough for him to rip the lace down my thighs, kicking them off my feet as they flew somewhere across the room.

I shoved his boxers down his thighs, my knuckles brushing against his thick, rigid length. He kicked the fabric away, his bare legs tangling with mine.

Next was my bra. Raphael’s fingers fumbled with the clasp at my back, popping it open with a sharp tug. He peeled the white lace off my skin and threw it aside, leaving me completely bare on top of him. The cool air hit my naked breasts for a fraction of a second before I leaned down, burying my bare chest against his hard pectoral muscles.

Our mouths crashed together again, even hungrier than before.

My hand slid down between our bodies. My fingers closed around the thick base of his cock. It was hot, fully erect, and throbbing wildly with veins under my palm.

I gripped him tight, my skin slicking against his, and began to stroke him. I slid my hand up and down his entire length, from the heavy base to the wet tip, feeling the rigidity of him stretch against my fingers.

Raphael let out a dark, guttural growl straight into my mouth, his hips jerking up instinctively into my hand.

His hand flew up from my waist, his fingers fisting deep into my hair near the roots. Then suddenly, he ripped my mouth away from his and yanked my head back..

Before I could even blink, his hands clamped onto my waist and lifted my entire body off his lap. He shoved me down, forcing me off the couch until my knees hit the hard floor right between his wide, parted legs. I sat back on my heels, my bare breasts heaving, my face leveling right with his thick, wet length.

The cold floor felt strange against my bare skin, and I instinctively reached down toward my feet, my fingers touching the straps of my shoes.

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