Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Wrong on so many levels.
Their mother obviously deserved a much better man than me.
“I want to be kissed like he’s kissing her,” Charlie explains, playing with the button of my shirt. “All smooth and rhythmic. With tongue.”
“Guys our age suck at kissing,” Bella pouts.
“So, you’ve both been kissed,” I say.
They look at me like I’m crazy. “We’re nineteen, Joe. Of course we have.”
An unholy ripple of jealousy travels from one side of my chest to the other.
I do everything in my power to swallow my next question, but the envy has taken too much of a toll. “Is that all you’ve done? Kissing?”
They look at each other, then up at me with wide, blue eyes. “Are you asking if we’ve had sex, Joe?” Charlie asks, very softly. Too softly.
And she flicks open the button she’s been playing with.
Alarm bells start going off in the back of my mind, but I can’t move. Even if I wanted to stand up, I couldn’t. My dick is off-the-charts hard. They would see it. They’d know I’m nothing but a pervert in one single glance at my lap.
“Forget I asked,” I say, hoarse. “I don’t want to know.”
Bella turns and plants a knee on the couch between my outstretched thighs, levering herself up. I’ve barely caught my breath from the sight of her nipples nearly showing over the neckline of her low-cut tank top…when she leans down and drags her lips against the side of my neck, making my cock jerk. “We haven’t had sex yet, Joe,” she whispers. “But we’ve practiced together with our pillows. I call mine Joe.”
Red. Alert.
What the fuck is happening here?
Bella is joking. She must be. There’s no way this young goddess is attracted to me.
“Bella, enough. Let me get up.”
She trails her lips along my cheek, rubbing them side to side against my mouth while every blood cell in my body storms south. Especially my brain cells. “I’ll let you up if you kiss me like they do in the show. Just once. I want to know what it feels like.”
“I want a turn, too,” Charlie says in a hushed voice. As if we might get caught.
“No,” I protest raggedly, grabbing Bella’s hips, intending to move her. But she either anticipates me or she’s quicker, because that knee in between my thighs moves and now she’s straddling me in her tight fucking shorts, that fantasy ass dropping onto my stiff cock before I can stop it from happening.
She gasps. “Joe.” Her hips wiggle around, and I hiss a curse, coming very close to emptying my balls right there in my uniform pants. “Charlie, Joe’s penis is sticking up!”
“Get off,” I beg her.
Bella continues to wiggle around, riding my cock side to side though her gym shorts and my pants, worsening the pain until it’s almost life threatening. “I think…you want to kiss me, Joe,” she says, leaning close enough to rest her tits on my chest, those hips moving in a figure eight pattern from heaven. God help me. “I think you’d like to do even more than kiss me.”
“Bella.”
“Hurry up,” Charlie breathes, her face flushed. “I want my turn on him.”
“Shut up, Charlie,” Bella gripes at her sister, her pussy grinding on my aching cock. “Don’t rush me.”
“You have one minute to get off him.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll throw you off!”
Bella’s eyes flash with malice. “Fine!”
My brain is imploring me to put a stop to this madness. I’m their stepfather—and a cop. I’m more than double their age. And now I’m starting a fight between these two when I’ve never seen them in anything but perfect harmony. All of these things combined are unforgiveable. “Bella, I’m getting up now—”
Her lips silence me, along with her hips pressing down hard at the perfect angle and all I can do is bury my fingers in the couch cushions and groan brokenly. I feel her triumphant smile against my mouth a split second before she slants her head and sips at my lips, teasing, testing, while her sister gasps beside us. Then she goes in for the kill, lapping her tongue into my mouth and finding mine, touching it and coaxing a fire inside of me that I’ve been trying my damnedest to subdue. But oh fuck, the flames erupt once our tongues start to circle and dance, her thighs getting impatient around my hips as I grip the back of her hair roughly and pull her flush, so close, showing her how a man kisses.
“I can’t believe you’re kissing Joe,” Charlie whispers.
I can’t believe it, either, and that shocked admission should remind me to stop, but it’s impossible, because Bella is sweeter than the finest sugar, her curiosity giving way to confidence and now we’re going at it hungrily, her tight little cunt raking up and back on my stiff cock, humping it eagerly, her tits bouncing right out of her tank top.