Criminal: A Bad-Boy Stepbrother Romance by Alexis Abbott, Alex Abbott Page A

with my orgasm, and every
strike of his body against mine takes me closer to that brink again.
Closer to the point of absolute and utter bliss.
    I want to hide from it, not to cross that line with
him, but there are no more lines. It's all just blurred together into
wrongness, into wonderfully unbridled lust.
    "Oh God, Kaiden," I gasp, my hips tilted
towards him, letting him sink into me so deep. "I've dreamed
about this..."
    His hand slides down to my hip, up across my thigh,
and he lifts it up, taking my leg over his own hip. He plunges down
into me oh so deep, and I catch glimpses of his ripped physique
undulating as he fucks me in the fog of my pleasure-blurred mind.
    “Ohh Princess… you feel better…
better than I imagined,” he pants out in his deep, dark voice.
“Better than any of those women I tried to fill the void of
wanting you with.”
    He’s so sincere, and I can feel his dick
throbbing wildly as he takes me.
    His pace is quickening, and I can hear the bed groan
and creak beneath us as he fucks me harder, faster. The loud sound of
his balls slapping against my ass resounding throughout the room.
    I arch my back, and there’s no turning back.
There’s no denying my body its pleasure as it washes over me.
It’s softer at first, but then it starts to build at a pace I’d
never experienced before. Every thrust takes me higher and higher
until a scream comes from my lips and I clutch onto him for dear
life.
    My fingers and nails sink into his hard, muscled
flesh, but he doesn’t mind.
    He couldn’t.
    He pummels me with his dick as he too goes spiraling
out of control. His cock swelling, so stiff and hard, as his balls
tighten and he’s fighting his urge to come.
    It’s a losing battle though, as I clench around
him in my moment of intense pleasure.
    I’m flailing, writhing, and he’s the only
thing keeping me in place. Grounding me through the point of our
loins where our bodies are firmly marked as one.
    “I’m cumming, Princess,” he roars
out like some giant beast, and I can feel it.
    I can actually feel his thick, massive cock reaching
its potential.
    His muscles bulge and as I’m lost to a sea of
pleasure, he joins me.
    “Take it, baby,” he growls before all
words are lost and he’s just shooting his thick, creamy load
deep inside of me. Spurt after spurt of that rich, creamy come
filling my every crevice.
    I cry out, his words teasing me to a new high as I
grind into him, gasping and sputtering and losing my mind.
    And then we’re left panting in one another’s
arms, holding on to one another as we’re spent and exhausted,
his cock still pulsing within me.
    I lay still, afraid if I move, I might break the
moment. That any breath I take might make this spell disappear and
we’d be brought back to reality.
    Kaiden’s not so sheepish, though.
    As weary and beaten as he is, he has it in him to
reach out, pull me into his big arms as he rolls to his side. Our
bodies are still interlocked in that smooth movement, and I’m
pressed against his glistening torso, a thin sheen of perspiration
highlighting the contours of his bulging muscles.
    Though words he has few to spare, he merely cradles
me in his strong grasp, strokes my hair and kisses my forehead.
    For how lewd and raunchy it was to fuck my own
brother, he makes the aftermath sweet. Caring.
    I curl into him, grateful for the quiet. For him
leaving me to my own thoughts. It’s not that I don’t want
to understand what just happened, what it meant for us, for our
future.
    It’s just that for now, I need the opportunity
to bask in feeling good for a few minutes.
    My eyes close part way and I can feel his heart still
racing in his chest. He’s so warm, his body pressed into mine,
and I’ve never felt so at peace.

Morning comes too soon. I unravel myself from
Kaiden’s body, my skin clammy and chilly at the same time. My
clothes are still in a pile on the floor, and for a moment, I feel
sick. I look over at his bruised and battered