STEPBROTHER (R-18) novel Chapter 21

Scarlett's POV

You listen anxiously as the waitress takes his order, and then yours, before you hot a quick reply to Oliver.

I know I'm going to regret this.

Scarlett: Fine. I'm going to the bathroom

You grip your phone, and quickly excuse yourself to the b a thrown. Jayden nods politely, letting you slip past him and hurry to the family restroom. Your heart beats erratically in your chest as you lock the door behind you, and the light automatically turns on. Your eyes scan the cute pictures of Italy hung on the wall.

Your phone vibrates with an incoming call.

Oliver.

You answer the phone, holding it to your ear, and your pussy twitches when you hear the husky octave voice on the other end.

"Scarlett..."

"Oliver..."

He doesn't waste time teasing you. No. He's firm as he addresses you.

"Pull the straps down on your dress, Scarlett"

"W-why?"

"Pull then down"

Excitement stirs in your gut as you oblige and gently tug your dress straps down with your free hand. Breathlessly, you speak into the phone.

"Okay, they're down"

"Good. Now trail your hand down your neck, dripping your fingers into your cleavage."

Oh fuck this is hot

You trail your fingers just as he instructed, teasingly grazing the area just above your nipples, briefly pulling back. Your breath quickens as you do that a few time.

"Now I want you to tug on those sexy nipples of yours"

Damnit, yes

You play with your nipples, thankful you didn't wear a bra so they're easily accessible. You feel yourself grow wetter, your panties are damp as you shift your legs and feel the moist material grind against yourself.

"Does that feel good, Scarlett?"

"Yes, Oliver. Go grid, yes, it feels fucking amazing"

The harder you tug at your nipples, the more your pussy throbs to be invaded.

"How badly do you want my mouth on those perfect tits?"

"So fucking bad"

"God, I want to taste so bad"

"Fuck yes"

"Now, run your hand down your body, and spread those thick thighs for me baby"

"Oh, Oliver"

"I fucking love when you moan my name. Makes my cock rock hard"

Just the thought of his dick makes me clench my walls.

You run your hand down your body, gasping when your hand glides over the wet lacy panties covering your pussy. You graze your fingers down your slit again and quiver from the touch.

"Your pussy's wet, isn't it, Scarlett?"

"So wet"

He groans into the phone, and that's the motivation for you to rub your clit in a circle. You gasp and let your head fall backwards as the friction on your clit sends pleasure throughout your body. Your legs shake, and you greedily play with your pussy, until you hear a firm voice in the phone.

"Slow down, Scarlett. I can tell you're getting too eager. You'll cum too quickly, and that's not what I want"

"What do you want?"

"I want you to tease that pussy so much, when I finally let you cum, it'll be so intense your legs will give out"

He's incredibly confident. But I don't doubt his words. If I know anything, its that he knows what he's doing

You slow your fingers, bringing them to your pubic area above your clit to calm yourself. The orgasm that began to swirl fiercely in your centre, slows and dies down a little so you can give him what he wants. What he's dying for. Your orgasm. But not just a quick, rush of ecstasy. He wants a slow, pleasurable tortured orgasm. One that ignites and shatters you completely.

"Why don't you grind those panties against your slit"

"Okay"

You grab your panties, pulling them up so they bunch up on the lips of your pussy, and you begin to softly tug them upwards so they rub your clit wondrously.

"Oh shit... th-that feels soooo fucking good"

"I know what your body wants, Scar"

Clearly

"I'm grinding the panties against my pussy, Oliver. I-I cant stop. Its too good"

You frantically tug at them, pressing your hips forward to stretch the material as much as you can so its hard against your slick folds.

"Don't cum. Not yet. Slow down. Scar"

"Ugh, Ollie your such a tease"

He chuckles

"Of course. But you enjoy every fucking second of it"