And with it went all the cultural taboos. The fact that we both know this is forbidden, if not legally, then socially. The fact that we both know we're off-limits to one another.
The fact that that's what's kept us apart for so long.
But with his heavy, muscular body weighing down on me, I've never felt more right. Despite the fact that I'm a virgin, that I've never gone further than a little touching with a guy, and had heard him screw so many women, that was what got me the most.
If there's anyone in the world I wanted to give my virginity, though, it's him.
I knew he would understand my body better than even I could, judging by the many pleasured sounds I heard each night for so long. And I knew, beyond all shadow of a doubt, that he would look out for me.
His actions tonight prove it.
Kaiden squeezes my ass cheek, then slides his two hands up my side. He takes hold of my flimsy tank top, the garment already ripped, and pulls it up over my head to grasp at my breasts. His fingers sink into the flesh over the top of my bra, and though I was tiny-oh so tiny compared to the women he went with!-he revels in my breasts as if they were the most sumptuous tits he's ever felt.
A low, husky growl rumbles out of his broad, barrel chest, and I can feel his dick throb through his jeans so excitedly.
Throbbing, hard for me.
It almost makes me sick, that rolling pit in my stomach growing.
I shouldn't be doing this.
I shouldn't be kissing my step-brother, and I definitely shouldn't be getting so wet at the fact that he's got an erection over me. That he's squeezing my breasts, and making my body sing.
But I've never been more turned on in my life, and I can't hide the little moan that escapes my lips, or the way my body rolls into his hands, begging for more as my legs spread. I want him so bad, no matter how wrong it is.
I've never made love before, but with Kaiden-despite all my reservations about how taboo it is-it feels more natural than drinking water. It's like the absolute perfect outcome, tailor-made for me.
His every touch, his every kiss, so satisfying, intensifying. I'm putty in his hands, and he's taking full advantage of that, undoing my bra, squeezing at my chest as it returns to its almost flat state, undeterred by it.
Even knowing all the gorgeous women he's been with, he makes me feel like I'm the best. The most beautiful. The one he desires most. I believe it, despite all of my own inhibitions and self-doubts.
Those full lips of his move down from mine, smacking noisily across my neck, along my collarbone. Until at last, he's at my breasts, kissing in around my pink areola, skirting their edge as he moves ever closer, circling around until the first touch upon my tender tits makes me gasp and squirm.
I glance down when I can, but my eyes keep fluttering closed, my body jolting against his as his tongue teases one of my nipples to hardness. He runs the flat of his wet muscle along it before sucking it into his lips. I gasp, sucking in breath, my pussy throbbing with need and desire.
All logic has fled me, all sense of right and wrong. Instead it's just me and Kaiden, giving in to what we've tried to hide from for so long.
My legs wrap around his hips, and I grind against his stomach, though it does nothing to quell my need, just fueling my passion higher.
"Oh God," I gasp as his teeth lightly clamp around my nipple, tugging it gently and lighting a spark of excitement in my loins.
He's big, he's strong, he's a rough guy with a rough past, but he handles me with such care. Teasing me with his rough edges, but never hurting me.
It's intoxicating, to be held in his arms, under his power, laying all trust in him as he squeezes, rubs, bites and suckles at me. Counting on Kaiden to lust for me, ravage me, but not go too far with my delicate, untouched body.
He tugs at my nipple, suckling it before letting it snap back into place. His big hands slide down my sides, reaching in beneath my skirt. Instead of pulling my panties away though, he begins to gently rub his thumb over the fabric, along my slit... feeling the warmth and wetness there, rubbing my most sensitive of areas as he continues to tease and provoke my body to new heights.
I shouldn't be doing this. There's no way that I can survive this, go back to just being normal with him. Not after getting what I've been wanting and looking for for so long.
Years of fantasies and daydreams couldn't have prepared me for the reality. Not even listening to him as he'd take another woman just inches from my head could've made me realize what it would actually be like when I'm in his arms.
He touches me, ignites such a need, and I press in against his fingers, hoping and praying that he won't stop even as I will myself to just... what? Push him away? Put an end to all this, to put us back right where we were all those years, fighting our desires? To lose him all over again?
I'd been without him for so long, tried to push these feelings from my mind, but they didn't go anywhere. They just remained, lingering in my sub-conscious, begging for me to just give in to passion, to give in to my needs.
To give into our forbidden lusts.
"Oh God," I whimper into the air of the motel, my head tilting back, my body aching for him. "Kaiden!"
He pulls away from me, releasing my breast, my pussy, and I fear he's going to think better of this whole, ill-conceived infatuation we have for one another. But he looks me in the eyes as he breaks my leg lock, and moves on down my body.
Kaiden's gaze stays with mine until he's prying my thighs open wide, then looking down at my covered slit.
I'd heard him take so many women, but I felt so very special under his care. He strokes my soft inner thighs, then leans in.
Inhaling my scent, a shudder passes through him before he leans in, kissing my pussy through the fabric of my panties. Even with that fabric between us, it feels so... so intense. I can't quite get over how much intimacy is compacted in that one press of our lips.
Then, as I'm still lost in excitement, he tugs my panties aside, and I'm aware that the one man who shouldn't be is staring at my bare, glistening pussy. And he loves it. Kisses it. Tastes it.
Tastes me.
His tongue ring grazes against my clit and I jump. I've fantasized for so long about what that hard little piece of metal would feel like, and the contrast between his soft, wet tongue, and that firm piercing is... surreal.
But even more than that is the fact that this is Kaiden.
I lift my head, look at him between my pale thighs, and I feel so dizzy with lust that I'm afraid I'm going to pass out. He looks so fucking good, so serious, and I'm quivering with such need.
I'm soaking wet, I know that. It's not the first time Kaiden's gotten me wet, even if it is the first time that he's done anything about it. And I wonder how often he got hard thinking of me.
Thinking of what he'd do to me.
What he wanted to do with me.
My breathing is like little pants of breath, and I try not to moan, but I fail. Even when I bite down on my lower lip, I'm still not able to hold those sounds of pleasure in, and I shift closer to him, my entire body affected by a tremor.
"You feel so good," I gasp, clutching the blanket. "I've never... never felt like this."
He doesn't respond. At least, not with words.
Kaiden's response is physical and intense.
He grasps my two thighs, sinking his thumbs into my soft inner flesh and keeping me pinned to the bed as he works his tongue over my pussy aggressively. All I can see is his dark hair, his broad shoulders with their bulging muscles, but what I feel is explosive.
Each pass of his studded tongue around my pussy is more than I can handle, yet they're not alone. One stroke after another, he lashes his tongue over my slit, making me feel pleasure like I'd never even dreamed of!
And how could I conceive of such sensations when I had nothing to go on?
All of my fantasies have been so... shallow compared to what he's making me feel now, and I cry out, arching my back and body. I want to get away, to escape the intensity of the bliss he's giving me, and yet he doesn't let me. He keeps me pinned in his hulking arms, holding me to his mouth and devouring me hungrily.
He's like a wild beast, a savage, making me almost cry from how good it feels. How much I've wanted this for so long, and it was always just a pale glimmer of this moment.
"I... oh God!" I gasp. I want to confess, for him to know all my sins, all the horrible thoughts I've had about him, all the desirous things I've done. All the times I touched myself thinking of him, or listening to him as he fucked another woman, wishing it were me.
I just don't have the power to speak any longer.
He's giving me so much, but he also takes from me my ability to speak in whole sentences.
That tongue, that devilish tongue, continues to lash and swirl when one of his hands releases my thigh. And though I clamp my leg immediately against the side of his head, I couldn't disturb his work. He is a rock, immovable. Even as a pained growl runs from him to me.
Instead, he goes about his business, sliding his long index finger deep into my slick, wet pussy. The tip of his digit parting my folds, tracing around them, teasing and circling, until it sinks in and stretches me around his finger as he gives me my first feeling of being full of him.
It's only a finger, but with the work of his tongue, it adds to the intensity of my pleasure so well.
So wrong. So very, very wrong.
I'm being finger-fucked and eaten out by Kaiden.
I swallow, and there's a pit in my stomach, but it feels so amazing. I don't want him to stop, not even for a second, even as I try to squirm away. I'm breathing so hard, and all rational thought has left me.
All I want is him. His hands, his tongue, his cock.
Oh God, his cock.
I haven't even seen it, and only felt its hardness through his jeans, but the thought of him actually really fucking me, combined with the ministrations of his tongue and his finger sends me over an edge. I scream, filling the shitty motel room with the sound of my explosive pleasure.
I buck against his face and he holds me right where he needs me as he suckles upon my clit, making that intense high even better.
I scream until I'm red in the face, my entire body bucking and protesting, needing a reprieve from his skilled tongue. From how those waves keep crashing down on me, threatening to take me under and submerse me utterly in bliss.
Kaiden gives me my break, but on his own time, at his own pace.
A few final smacks of his lips resound as he kisses my pussy, then rises up to lick at his mouth and savor my flavor.
There he is again, and though my sight is blurry after my intense climax, I can see that gorgeous man. He's stunning. Battered and bruised, with muscles bulging, he's the most masculine man I've ever met, and I adore that about him I lust for him as much as any woman could lust for a man.
It's pure torture as he reaches down past his bulging abs, slowly undoing his jeans, peeling them down to show the bulge of his black boxer-briefs.
That bulge.
It's immense!
It looks even bigger than it felt through his thick cotton jeans. A large snake that extends out to his hip, pulsating beneath the dark fabric.
My imagining of what it must look like doesn't last much longer though, because he peels the underwear away too, and out it comes...
That thick, veiny girth, bulging and pulsating with such intense desire. It's obscene! It's utterly and completely obscene. I shouldn't be looking at this! And yet my breath is stolen away by it.
The purple crown is glistening from pre-cum and his heavy sac dangles beneath as he slides out of his clothes entirely and returns to rubbing his hard, strong hands over my legs.
"Dammit Princess," he says, as if still trying to restrain himself. But he's failing. Miserably. Endorphins must be rushing through his body, distracting him from his pain, because other than a wince here and there, he looks like the picture of power.
He wants me so bad, and we've already reached the point of no return. This time, I'm not running. This time, I'm not going to try to fight what's happening, not again. I want him too bad. I want him to take my virginity, to be the first man inside my body.
I look down at his cock, my breath short and my throat hurting from all the screaming I've done.
"Kaiden," I gasp out, my voice sounding so different than what I'm used to. "I've never been with anyone," I say, though I know I don't have to. Maybe I shouldn't have. Maybe he'll change his mind, leave me here wanting and needy for him.
The thought terrifies me, and I sit up, moving towards him as if I'm in a trance. Like the sight of his cock is drawing me in, making me reach out. I touch my slender digits to his shaft, running them along the pulsing surface.
It's gorgeous.
He's gorgeous.
I lick my lips as I look up at him, scared about what he'd do or say next.
As my fingers touch upon him though, his eyes descend, nearly shutting.
If my words got through to him, he doesn't show it. He's too enraptured with my touches, my skin upon his most private and sensitive of flesh. And the lewd bulging of his manhood against my palm is so... prominent. So dirty.
He's trying to resist, I know that. And for a moment I'm panicking that he'll do it. That he'll end this all here, even if that's what part of me says I should want. That I should want him to have the strength to run when I don't.
But he doesn't.
Kaiden reaches out, grasps me by the shoulders and lowers me back down onto the bed, his mouth burying itself into my neck as he presses upon me once more.
I realize he's too far gone to go back now, just like me, and we're barreling over that precipice together, completely.
There's no going back, not after this, but I don't care. I moan as his mouth caresses my throat, as his body grinds against mine.
"Oh Kaiden," I whimper, his tongue caressing the delicate skin along my throat, nuzzling my hair out of the way.
Tonight we nearly died together, and now, it's like we both started finally embracing life and what we really wanted rather than denying ourselves that thing which we needed.
"Kaiden," I gasp again, his teeth nipping me just a little, just enough to send a jolt through me. "I want you to be my first. I need..." I say, but my words are cut off by another moan.
His strong hands slide up and down along my sides, he's squeezing my breast in one hand, my hip in the other. It's such a beautiful feeling to be manhandled by my Kaiden, knowing he wants me so very, very bad.
"Abby," he murmurs into my ear in between nips of my sensitive neck, his words so deep and dark. "I've never been with a woman without usin' a condom. Never," he husks, kissing me again.
"I want us both to have a first," he growls before biting me, pushing his hips forward so that his thick cock prods at my tiny pussy, his tip sliding along the slick lips.
It's totally and completely irrational what those words do to me.
There's no other explanation but irrationality that my hips lift towards him and I press myself against that flared tip. There's no other explanation for the way a tremor goes up and down my spine, little fireworks of pleasure starting in my clit and moving up through my torso, excited jolts traveling through me.
My eyes flutter closed and my lips drop open as I grind against him with no other reason or desire than just to feel his body against mine more fully.
I know we should both just stop before it goes too far, but the thought of him taking me, raw... of my being his first...