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One Night's Mistake With My Stepbrother  Novel Cover

One Night's Mistake With My Stepbrother

WARNING: HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!! I got dumped by my fiancé then decided to do something out of the ordinary-Spending night stands with a total stranger! Only, the man I had a passionate one-night stand with turned out to be my stepbrother... and the mafia boss.
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Chapter 4

"You love this, don't you? You like to be taken roughly. You like it when I fuck you hard," he whispered into my ears as his hand gripped my hair.

My pussy clenched harder around his massive cock as I found myself getting even more excited and turned on than before. He pumped his massive shaft deeper into me, and I could feel my control quickly slipping until I had reached the edge and I could not take it anymore.

"I can't... Ahh... Ahh! I'm cumming... I'm cumming!" I screamed as I surrendered myself completely to my mind-shattering climax.

I closed my eyes and drifted in the afterglow of my intense climax. He made me cum so spectacularly, but it wasn't enough for him. My handsome stranger continued thrusting mercilessly into my wet tunnel while I struggled to remember the last time that I felt such an overwhelming release. The movement of his cock pumping inside of me felt amazing, and I didn't want him to stop fucking me even though I had just cum. I wanted to climax more than once from our intense meeting. His groans of ecstasy filled my ears as they got louder, and I could tell that he was also close to his climax.

"Your pussy feels amazing..." he coaxed close to my ear as if it was a confession of love.

I clenched my pussy even tighter around his cock to heighten the sensation of his pleasure. After a few more rough thrusts, my beautiful lover also reached his orgasm. I felt his thick member twitching wildly deep inside of me as he panting directly into my ears. His arms wrapped themselves around my body to hold me close, and I was glad to receive his support because it felt like my legs had become useless.

"That felt amazing. Your pussy is still clenching hard around my cock. It's so tight inside," he whispered seductively into my ear, and I felt a shiver run through my body.

My pussy quivered as he slowly slid his cock out of my opening. I felt so empty inside as if a void had opened up inside of me, and I realized just how much I already missed the presence of his cock. Running into him at the party and agreeing to spend the night with him felt like the best decision that I had made so far. He clearly succeeded in keeping my mind off unnecessary matters that were troubling me. For a moment, he made me forget about everything as I focused on the pleasure that he made me feel, and that was exactly what I wanted when I came to the party.

He carefully turned me around to face him before he leaned in to place a soft kiss on my forehead. I stared up into his mesmerizing gray eyes, and it felt like he was thanking me silently for that wild passionate ride. I realized that this must be the end of our passionate night together, and that thought made me feel slightly saddened. It seemed like my lover for the night had a different idea in mind when he suddenly wrapped an arm around my back before bending down slightly to hook his other arm under my knees.

"Huh...?" I made a questioning sound with a mix of surprise and shock as I felt my body being lifted up.

He lifted me up into his arms princess-style, seemingly without any effort. My arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his neck as I stared with widened eyes at his face in complete surprise. He smiled such an alluring smile at me before he strolled towards the bed. He laid me down on top of the bed before climbing on top of me, and that was when I knew that our passionate night was far from over.

I suddenly felt very self-conscious now that we were face to face, and he was staring so closely at me. It felt very different from when he was taking me intensely from behind. The desire that swam in the depth of his gray eyes told me exactly what he wanted from me.

"I want to do you again. Will you allow me?" he asked as if I could bring myself to deny us both the pleasure.

I nodded my head slowly because there was no way that I could turn him down either. My insides throbbed with desire again, and the fire of lust quickly rekindled inside of me. After receiving my permission, his hands were all over my dress as he pulled and tugged on it in his absolute haste to undress me completely. I also wanted to see and then feel his naked body against mine. I quickly unzipped the back of my dress before pulling it off my body. I threw my dress on the floor as I stared daringly at him.

"Let's take this off you as well," he suggested as his hands reached behind my body to unhook my bra. I smiled a little to myself, and I thought he was very good at this.

I wanted to feel him even closer to me, and I ended up blushing at my own dirty thoughts. I felt even more vulnerable than before as I sat completely naked on the bed while I watched him distance himself slightly from me. His hands moved to strip off his clothes as he kept his intense gaze on my vulnerable body.

"May I offer you some help?" I asked in a seductively sweet voice as I approached him.

He smiled at me before guiding my hand to his chest. I could feel the rapid beating of his heart and the firm muscles of his chest against the palm of my hand when I placed my hand flat against it.

I could feel his eyes on me as I focused my efforts on quickly unbuttoning his shirt to expose his upper half before my hand moved to pull down his pants. He pushed me down gently onto my back on the bed before getting on top of me.

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