Cuffed to the Bad Boy Cop: A Stepbrother Romance (4 page)

Gage captured my mouth again and placed both hands one either side of my head, his fingers gripping the sheet. His cock was so fucking hard he didn't even have to grasp the base to guide himself into place. The crown of his dick nudged and found my virgin entrance. With one sharp thrust, he broke what was left of my hymen and penetrated me with that huge, hard dick.

I cried out at the stinging burn but Gage swallowed my gasp with a punishing kiss. He devoured my mouth, his tongue stabbing between my lips and twirling with mine. He held perfectly still, his cock buried halfway and waited for me to acclimate to the invasion.

I sighed as his rough hands caressed my hot flesh. He soothed my body with his palms and coaxed me to relax under his gentle touch. His massive cock slid forward just an inch or so and then retreated. I bucked under him, lifting my hips to meet his leisurely thrusts. His lips skimmed my throat as he fucked me gently. Though it still felt so strange to have something that big inside me, the pain had lessened. When he shifted his hips and changed the angle of his thrusts, it started to feel amazing.

"Gage…" I couldn't find the words. My body quaked and trembled beneath his.

"I know, sugar." He cupped my breast and brushed his thumb across my stiff nipple. "Just feel, baby. Let me do the rest."

I surrendered to him. Gage made love to my mouth and massaged my breasts while his cock stroked deep inside me. I started to feel those shuddery quakes low in my belly. His fingertips slid between our joined bodies and found my clit. I cried out when he touched me there. He expertly manipulated the tiny pink nub until I panted and tugged at the cuffs restraining my arms high overhead.

"Come for me, Meg. Let me feel your tight cunt squeezing my cock."

His filthy instruction did it for me. I threw back my head and screamed as I experienced my first orgasm with a cock inside me. It was wild. The blissful bursts of ecstasy left me dizzy and limp.

But still he didn't stop.

I welcomed Gage's harder, faster thrusts. My ears perked to the high-pitched buzz of the vibrator I had been using earlier. Apparently, he had found it among the bunched up covers. I shouted with surprise as the vibrating egg touched my highly sensitive clit. I tried to lift my hips and squirm away but Gage wouldn't let me.

"Easy, sugar." He sat back on his heels and pumped his dick into me with short, quick thrusts. The head of his cock bumped a spot inside me that felt insanely good. I started to see stars as he rubbed the vibrator against my clit. The stimulation was just too much but I couldn't stop him. He controlled every aspect of our coupling. I was totally submissive and at his mercy now.

I came again, harder and with such force it knocked the breath from my lungs. When the waves of pleasure finally left me, Gage started to really jackhammer me. He lifted my legs high in the air. My ankles bounced on his shoulders as he fucked me like a wild man. That vibrator on my clit drove me crazy. In no time at all, I was coming again…and again.

"Take it, Meg." Gage thrust his cock into me at a breakneck pace. The bed was shaking now. The headboard whacked the wall with such force I was sure we were knocking a hole into the drywall. He didn't let up. He seemed intent on making me come until I passed out.

Without warning, he smacked my breast, and I yelped. The little bite of pain pushed me over the edge into another climax, this one long and low and so powerful my toes curled toward my heels. Every muscle in my body ached from the whiplash of the never-ending orgasm. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. I was just one big ball of pleasure.

And I loved it.

"Meg," Gage grunted my name. His chest heaved and he sucked in quick bursts of air. He shoved deep, so deep and hard that I slid up the bed a few inches. I could feel his thick cock jerking inside me as his cum rocketed from the tip and splashed my inner walls. I watched his face contort with pleasure.

I did that.

I made him feel that good.

It was a powerful realization. He might be the one cuffing me to his bed and running the show but I was the one who held the real power.

Gage fell forward against me, his big hard body smashed against mine. I relished the weight and heat of him. Eye closed, I inhaled his familiar scent and enjoyed the trembling aftershocks still rippling through my core.

God, this was
good
.

Chapter Three

Gage stayed inside me as he softened and claimed my mouth. I couldn't get enough of his deliciously sweet kisses. When he finally pulled free of my body, I whimpered. I felt the absence of his cock acutely.

He kissed me tenderly and stroked my belly. "You okay?"

I nodded and smiled. "I'm great."

"Not too sore?"

I wiggled experimentally and winced. "Definitely throbbing a bit but nothing too terrible."

He palmed my breast and kissed my nipple. "I should have been easier with you. You just drive me so damn crazy, Meg."

"You say that like it's a bad thing."

He laughed and placed a noisy smooch on my cheek. "You would find it awesome that I lose control with you."

I shrugged as best I could with my arms overhead. "It makes me feel pretty hot."

He kissed my forehead. "You are, Meg." His appreciative gaze swept my body. "You're fucking hot, sugar."

I grinned with sheer delight at his compliment. He climbed off the bed, found the key on the floor and started to unlock the cuffs. His smile collapsed into a grim set of his mouth as he examined the reddened skin of my wrists. I had pulled hard on the cuffs and would bear bruises by morning.

“We’ll have to be more careful with you,” he said.

“I bruise easily,” I interjected, not wanting him to feel guilty. “And don’t forget I did that to myself. It wasn’t your idea to cuff me to your bed.”

"Don’t ever do something like this again, Meg." His tone had turned serious. "What if I hadn't come home or I'd been in an accident? You could have been stuck here for days until someone found you. Or worse," he added somberly. "What if it hadn't been me that startled you? If I'd been an intruder, I could have assaulted you and there would have been nothing you could do about it."

His chastisement hit its mark. With a contrite expression, I nodded. "Yes, Sir."

He grunted and rubbed my wrists. He took my hands and pulled me into a sitting position. "Let's shower."

I had become so used to his gruff orders during our short time living together that I didn't hesitate to follow him into the bathroom. He kept my smaller hand gripped in his bigger paw. I rather liked being led around by him.

Inside the bathroom, I leaned against the counter and waited for him to adjust the water temp and grab towels. I started to become aware of the not so sexy side of sex and squirmed uncomfortably as wetness seeped between my thighs.

He must have seen my annoyed frustration because he laughed and wiggled his fingers. "Come here."

I hopped off the counter and joined him on the bathmat. We entered the walk-in shower and he guided me under the spray. The warm water washed down over my naked skin. I smiled at him as I combed my fingers through my wet hair. "You have a much better bathroom than I do."

"The guest bathroom is small to discourage long-term guests."

My smile faltered but I quickly recovered and pretended it didn't hurt. Gage grasped my upper arm and pulled me tight to his chest. He kissed my forehead. "I didn't mean it like that, Meg. I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"It's not." He cupped my chin and forced my gaze to meet his. "Listen to me, Meg. This thing between us? It's not ideal but I'm glad it's happening."

"Not ideal?" I snorted. "That's the understatement of the year. You’re my stepbrother. Your dad is married to my mom. We're, like, technically family."

He wrinkled his nose. "It sounds so awful when you say it that way."

"I know."

"It's not, though. Not awful," he clarified. "I didn't even know you when you were a kid. There's nothing perverted about this. We aren’t related by blood. We're just two adults who happen to be attracted to each other."

"Other people might not think of it that way."

"Fuck those people."

My eyes widened at his caustic reply. He was deadly serious. He didn’t care what other people might think about us. Maybe it was time for me to stop caring, too. "Okay. Fuck those people."

He laughed and kissed me again. "Let's get you clean."

I sighed with pleasure as his soapy mitts spread foam along my skin. His hands lingered on my fleshier spots, his slick fingers gliding over my breasts and ass. His hand swept between my thighs and I blushed. Earlier, he'd had his face buried in my pussy. Now my cheeks were red-hot as he gingerly cleaned away the evidence of our illicit tryst.

I took the bar of soap from him when I was done rinsing off and worked it between my wet palms to create a thick layer of suds. The scent of his soap was clean and bright and so different than the more exotic scent of the expensive bars I preferred. I backed him up against the green and blue glass tiles and put my hands on his tattooed chest. All those workouts had given him such an impressive physique. He was all lean, hard muscle.

And all mine.

I let my hand drift down toward his package. A spark of lust flashed in his eyes as I worked my soapy hand up and down the length of his flaccid cock. It quickly came to life beneath my fingers. With slow pulses, it grew harder and longer. I cupped his plump sac and rolled his balls between my fingers. I couldn’t tell which one of us was having the most fun. Me as I indulged my curiosity or him as I played with his balls.

I put both hands on him and he groaned. Encouraged by his response, I stroked his cock and fondled his sac. He flattened his palms against the tile wall behind him as if to brace himself. My gaze flicked to his face. There was no mistaking that expression. Gage was really enjoying this.

I leaned forward and nipped at his chest. He grunted at the playful bite but didn't stop me. Smiling mischievously, I moved my mouth toward his nipple. He hissed when I licked and sucked hard on the small nub there. I wasn't sure if men enjoyed having their nipples licked and sucked like women but I was damn sure going to find out!

"Hell, Meg!" Gage groaned as my tongue flicked across him.

Apparently, it felt pretty damn good. His cock throbbed in my hand. I tightened my grasp and moved a bit faster up and down his shaft. I swirled my hand over his cockhead and gave his balls a little tug. I had seen that particular move in a couple of porn clips. I had to admit I was a bit stunned at how well some of those racier moves from the skin flicks were translating to real life.

I started to wonder about other things I had seen in porn and read in my dirty books. Gage must have been having the same thoughts. He kissed me deeply and asked, "Have you ever sucked a cock, Meg?"

I licked my lips. "No, Sir."

He quirked a playful grin. "Looks like tonight is your lucky night, baby girl." He laughed. "A night of firsts all around, huh?"

I nodded and stepped back so he could rinse away the soap clinging to his skin. We stepped out of the shower and hastily dried our wet bodies. I squeezed as much water from my hair as possible and left the damp ends dangling around my shoulders. Gage grabbed my hand and tugged me toward the door. I followed him into the bedroom. He pointed to a spot next to the bed. "Kneel."

Trembling with excitement, I happily complied. I sat back on my heels and placed my hands on my thighs as Gage moved closer to me, his pulsing cock dangling just inches from my mouth.

He stroked his dick a few times. "I have a pretty good feeling you're going to be a natural at this."

I grinned up at him. "I'm sure I'll pass your exam."

"Knowing you? You'll ace the fucking thing."

I licked my lips and leaned forward. Brushing away his hand, I grasped his thick shaft and peppered the ruddy crown of his cock with kisses. My tongue flicked out and swirled around his cockhead. I sucked just the tip of him into my mouth. He gave a low moan, encouraging me with his reaction.

I took my time as I explored his dick with my tongue. With long swipes, I tasted every inch of that monster cock. Remembering the way he'd reacted in the shower, I let my tongue slide even lower and laved his sac.

"Fuck yeah, Meg." He hissed the words, his tone filled with pleasure. He groaned even louder when I stroked his dick at the same time. I wanted to make him feel good and relished the rumbling groan of approval that escaped his throat.

"Suck my cock, Meg. I want inside your mouth."

I wrapped my lips around his penis and bobbed up and down on his shaft. I had to get used to the sensation of having something so big stretching my lips wide open and sliding over my tongue. He let me control things but I could tell he was holding back. I was glad that he was showing so much patience. It couldn't have been easy.

Hands on his thighs, I pulled him a little deeper into my mouth. The head of his cock nudged the back of my throat and I gagged. That flutter of panic made me shiver. Shockingly, it also made my clit throb. There was something so damn dirty about gagging on his dick. I guess I really was a kinky little bitch.