Raging Hard: A Stepbrother SEAL Romance (With bonus novel Based!) (14 page)

“People know.”

“Nate . . .”

He stood up and came around the island, stopping in front of me. “Listen,” he said softly, his face inches from mine, “you need to do as I say. I’m not trying to scare you, but something was off about that whole thing. For now, please just stay quiet and keep on doing your normal thing.”

“Am I in danger?”

He put his hands on my shoulders. I took a deep breath, my heart hammering in my chest.

“No. Not with me around. You’re never in danger.”

His face was inches away from mine. All of the tension between us suddenly peaked, and I remembered the way he had stared at my naked body. I remembered his hard cock, how big it was, and all of the things he had said to me. I felt the wetness between my legs and knew that I couldn’t stop myself.

“I’m afraid.”

“Don’t be.”

He pressed his lips against mine, kissing me hard, and I melted against him. I was powerless, totally and utterly powerless, not because of what had happened, but because I had wanted and needed him since the first time I’d seen him at the bar back in the club.

I needed his touch again. The fact that he was my stepbrother suddenly disappeared from my mind as he pulled me against his hard body, kissing me deeply. His taste and smell flooded my senses and I needed it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips hard against him. His strong hands suddenly grabbed my hips and picked me up from my chair. He pressed me against the kitchen wall as his hips pushed into mine. I felt his stiff cock, already hard, pressing against my soaked spot.

I moaned softly as his lips found my neck.

“I knew you couldn’t stop yourself,” he grunted. “I knew you’ve been thinking about that night.”

“I really can’t help myself,” I groaned as his hands roamed my body.

“I know.”

Desire and lust lanced through my body as he suddenly slipped his hands down my panties, finding my soaked pussy. I gasped and bit his shoulder, sharp pleasure ringing through my whole core.

“Damn girl,” he grunted. “You’re soaked. You fucking wanted this bad.”

“Ah, shit, you’re pretty hard yourself,” I said, my mind a blank of need and want.

“Damn right I am. You taste fucking perfect. And your little pussy is incredible.”

His perfect hands began to work my clit just like the night outside the club, but it was far more intense. The days of want and tension were suddenly spilling out between us, and the thickness of our lust was incredibly powerful.

Suddenly, he pulled his hands back and tore my shirt over my head. He unhooked my bra and threw it onto the floor, his mouth finding my perky nipples. After a second, he stepped back and pulled off his own shirt. I gaped at his hard body, his muscles and abs and tattoos, but he was quickly back against me, kissing my body, his warm skin against my own.

I could barely control myself. Every touch sent my body into deep shivers of pleasure. I had been imagining what it would be like to have him again for days on end, all day long, and it was better than I could possibly have guessed.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the hips, pulled me away from the wall, and lifted me into the air.

“Nate!” I cried out.

He laughed, grinning. “I’m taking you now.”

“Put me down!”

He ignored me as he carried me upstairs. He went up toward our rooms, ripped open his door, and practically threw me down onto the bed. I gasped at how strong he was. He carried me around and threw me down like I was absolutely nothing. The fact of his strong shoulders and arms sent a chill running through my body, and I wanted him to possess me, because I knew that he could. He could take me and have me whenever he wanted to.

“You understand now?” he said softly. “You understand how strong I am? You’re just a little thing, and I want to fuck you until you know it.”

I bit my lip. “Prove it,” I said.

He slipped his pants down, revealing his thick, hard cock. I gaped at it, seemingly larger than I had remembered.

“Come here.”

I crawled across the bed to where he was standing and looked up at him. “You want this in my mouth?” I asked innocently.

“Deep between those little lips. Suck that cock nice and hard.”

I took the base and slowly licked his length, looking up at him.

“Don’t be shy,” he grunted. “Take that cock in your pretty mouth.”

I slipped his tip between my lips and slowly began to suck him. I tasted salt and musk and more and loved it, especially the way he grunted and pressed my head down. I began to suck him harder and faster, my tongue working his shaft, my other hand jerking him off. It was almost too much for my mouth, and I had to work hard to keep up with him.

I loved being on all fours in front of him, sucking his thick cock while his hands pressed my head down. I took him as far as I could into my throat, but it was barely halfway down.

“That’s right, take that dick deep into your throat,” he grunted.

I pulled back, taking a deep breath, jerking him off with my spit.

“You like shoving your cock into the back of my throat?”

“Damn right I do, babe. I only know fast and hard and rough.”

He pushed me forward suddenly. I landed on my back and his hands were on me, tugging my shorts off. His mouth was suddenly on me, pressing his stubble and tongue against my soaked clit.

“Oh shit, Nate,” I groaned.

“You taste fucking perfect,” he said as his tongue lapped at my clit, sucking gently and rolling around its length.

I gripped the sheets, barely holding myself back. I was practically ready to come right then and there from the pure tension. I loved sucking his cock—it made me soaking wet—and I was on edge already. His tongue and mouth licking and sucking at my soaked clit sent me into long waves of pleasure.

“I could eat this little pussy all day long. I want to swallow all your fucking juices,” he grunted as he lapped at me.

Holy fuck is he dirty,
I thought to myself, unable to answer. I could only moan and grip the sheets.

And then it began to peak. I grabbed his head and began to roll my hips, rubbing against his stubble and tongue and mouth. His strong hands grabbed my tits and my hips as his mouth continued to eat me.

And he suddenly pulled back. I let out a frustrated gasp and he grinned at me.

“You didn’t ask permission to come,” he grunted.

“Nate! Please!” I said, practically begging.

“Come here.” He pulled me over on top of him. “Get down there and suck some more cock. Maybe I’ll give you what you want.”

Blushing, I kissed down his ripped abs before finding his cock again, slipping it into my mouth. I rolled my lips up and down his length.

“Ah, fuck yes, babe. I want you to swallow that dick. Take it all.”

I tried to get every inch but couldn’t. He was just too big and hard, and I wasn’t used to men like him. He grunted and took what he wanted. The guys I’d been with, although we’d never had sex, we still did some stuff. And none of them were as strong and dirty as Nate was. They were all timid and gentle.

There was nothing gentle about my stepbrother the SEAL. He was all crude and powerful strength. I was a rich girl from a good family, I got good grades, I worked hard, but I’d never experienced wild excitement like I did with Nate.

His cock in my mouth was practically enough to send me into ecstasy. I reached back and began to rub my own clit, losing myself in the moment. Normally I would have been too embarrassed, but I couldn’t help myself with Nate.

“That’s right, girl,” he grunted, “rub yourself off for me. I love to watch those hips move.”

I moaned, his dick deep between my lips as I continued to work up and down his length, sucking him hard.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so damn perfect,” he grunted. He pulled his hips back and moved me away from his cock. I licked my lips as he stood back, standing up off the bed. I was on all fours, looking at him expectantly.

“You want me to fuck that slick little cunt of yours?” he grunted at me, taking a handful of my hair.

“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes.”

And I knew I wanted it. This was the moment; I knew I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted my stepbrother the SEAL to fuck me deep and as rough as he wanted. I needed him to take my body and to own it.

“That’s right,” he said into my ear. “I’m going to take that pussy and make it mine.”

He stood back and reached into the drawer, pulling out a condom.

“You look perfect on all fours like that, staring at me like you need it.”

“I do,” I moaned, dripping wet.

“That’s right. Your pussy is mine. Your lips are mine. That perfect fucking body is all mine.”

I nodded, my lips parted, my pulse thudding fast in my chest.

He ripped open the condom and rolled it over his massive dick. He pushed me, rolling me onto my back. I wrapped my arms around his back as his cock pressed against my soaked entrance.

My heart was hammering. The tension was almost too much to bear.

“Fuck me, Nate,” I whispered. “I’m yours. You own everything.”

I felt his hands grip my hips hard as he slowly, agonizingly amazingly slowly, pressed his cock inside me.

I gasped as pain mingled with pleasure. He pushed deep, deep inside me.

“Shit, girl, you’re so fucking tight,” he grunted.

“Oh my god,” was all I could say.

He filled me completely. I had no clue I could be so fucking filled up with him, and I loved it, loved that he covered every inch of me. He began to move his hips slowly, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, carefully but firmly. If I weren’t so wet, I probably wouldn’t have been even able to take him.

But I was soaked, and he was slowly fucking me deep.

It was something I could never have imagined. I always thought I knew what sex would be like from my limited experiences, but I had no clue. It was completely different. It was his smell and his taste and his cock filling me up, his hands gripping my hips, his mouth against mine as I moaned loudly.

I was losing myself in the pure pleasure. I was losing myself in the desire. It all flooded through me, and I knew I was totally his, totally lost. I knew I needed it and would keep on needing it. I was addicted to his cock from only one deep thrust.

He continued to thrust into me, his lips and hands roaming my body, working my pussy deep. He moved faster, and my hips moved with him as the slight pain slowly gave way to overwhelming pleasure.

“Fuck, girl,” he grunted in my ear. “Your pussy is perfect. It grips my cock like we were made to fuck.”

I moaned in response as his hands grabbed me. I never imagined I’d be so deep and lost in sex before, but I was completely melted into Nate.

“Your pussy is mine now. I own every inch of you,” he said.

“Oh shit, Nate,” I gasped. “I’m yours. My body is yours.”

He felt my breasts, tweaking my hard nipples, as he continued to ravage me. He was animalistic and savage, a grunting force of lust and desire. It was like I couldn’t stop myself from feeling the intense pleasure he brought into me with his incredible dick.

The fact that he needed and wanted it only made it that much more intense. It was only him and me in the entire world in that moment. He was completely and utterly focused on my body. It was an intense attention I’d never felt before, but Nate’s thick, hard cock fucking me deep made it intensely right.

He was wild and incredible. Our bodies worked together, writhing in passion, sweating and hard. His cock worked me, and I tried my best to work him back, wanting to please him as he pleased me.

His hands grabbed my hips, lifting my ass up, and suddenly I felt it. All of the tension had built up beyond the tipping point, and I knew I was going to explode.

“Fuck me harder, Nate,” I gasp, moaning. “Fuck me hard.”

“You going to come for me?”

“Oh fuck, yes, I’m going to come.”

“That’s right, girl. Come for me. Come hard on my big dick. I want to make that pussy explode.”

And I did. Despite the slight pain from my first time, I gripped the sheets as an orgasm unlike anything I’d ever felt before began to overtake me. My whole body convulsed and tensed as it practically tore me apart.

My vision went white as it moved through me like a whirlwind. Everything that had ever happened in my life was gone, and there was only the intense feeling of pleasure wracking my every inch. Nate kept fucking me deep, working my body, and I could only cry out in loud, feral moans.

“Fuck, girl,” he grunted loudly. “Watching you come like that is too much. I want to fill up that pussy.”

“Come in me, Nate,” I begged him as the orgasm began to subside. “Come in my pussy. Fill me up.”

He grunted and unleashed himself. His hips thrusted deep and hard, rough and incredible. He clearly couldn’t think about anything but coming in me as he released a loud grunt, his orgasm spilling out into my pussy.

I gasped, my fingers digging marks into his back as he fucked me rough, thrusts deep and fast, his skin slapping against mine.

And then it was over as he slowly finished.

I watched, dazed, as he pulled out and tore the condom from his dick. He wrapped it in a tissue and tossed it into the trash.

“Holy fuck, girl,” he said, grinning at me. “I think I’m addicted to that pussy.”

I smiled at him. “You’re not so bad yourself.” I was dizzy with post-sex emotions.

He stood up, stretching, his large cock still mostly erect. “Not bad? I just gave you the best first time imaginable.”

He was so damn confident and cocky, but it was the truth. I couldn’t imagine most people got fucked like that, first time or otherwise.

“And it only gets better,” he said, grinning, and winked at me.

I couldn’t believe I had just fucked my crude stepbrother. He was so cocky and such an asshole, but the lingering, incredible buzz from my orgasm reminded me of what he could do to my body. It was totally unlike anything I’d ever felt before.

I didn’t know what I was going to do. I was a good girl. I didn’t fuck my stepbrother, or anyone for that matter. But there I was, already practically salivating at the idea of letting him fill me up again, and we had just finished my first time only a minute ago.