33. Colin
Colin
I don’t give a fuck who is watching us right now, what they think or who they’re going to tell.
My team’s known Mayson is mine for years, even though she didn’t know it.
Now the entire fucking school can know and I don’t care.
What’s surprising is that she’s letting this happen.
I fully expected her to try to pull away, maybe slap me or something that would only turn me on more.
But this is better. Her grinding on my lap while kissing me in front of everyone. Yeah, this is my girl. I just wish she wasn’t wearing as many clothes, but then everyone else would see her, and that’s something I don’t want.
We need to move this to my room because I need her naked.
I need to feel her. I fucking need her. I didn’t think it was possible to need a person this much, and that’s how it’s always been with Mayson.
I crave her in more ways than just one. I crave her body, but I crave her fight, her back talking me, her drive. It’s just her.
“Fuck, let’s go,” I groan, lifting her up out of the water because I think she’s about to make me come if we keep this up much longer. And when I do I need to be buried deep inside her, not grinding against her in a hot tub.
Mayson is sopping wet as I set her on the ground, before jumping out to join her.
I wrap my arm around her shoulder and lead her inside.
I catch a glimpse of Reyes sulking in a corner, probably on his way to being shit faced.
He’s been off for a little and I don’t see his supposed girlfriend around.
I still don’t believe that fucker was dating anyone, but who am I to say.
The only person that deserves an ounce of my attention is currently shivering next to me as we quickly head upstairs.
No one pays us much attention, not when there’re so many people around and the music is blaring.
Even if they are, they can stare and say whatever they want.
As soon as we’re in my room, I guide her into the bathroom, noticing how she hasn’t fought me since she got in the hot tub with me. I’m about to ask if she’s feeling okay, but then I’m too distracted by the fact that she’s pulling off her soaking clothes.
“Guess I ruined your plans for the night,” she sasses, stepping out of her pants.
“Nah, you just made them better.” I cross my arms over my bare chest.
“Yeah? How’s that?”
“How’d it feel?” I divert.
“Which part?” She pulls her shirt off over her head, and I’m too distracted by all her bare skin to say much. I see the goosebumps appear as the cool air hits her already chilled skin.
“All of it,” I grunt, already forgetting what we’re talking about.
“Seeing you with those girls? Having your tongue in my mouth in front of them? Which part?”
“Yeah.” I clench my fist to stop myself from grabbing her right now.
“Didn’t matter to me. I knew no matter what you’d come to me begging to fuck me when you got bored with your games.” She shrugs like she means it, but I can sense the lie.
It got to her. She didn’t like it and she was jealous.
I chuckle. “That’s cute. You came to me.”
“So?”
“So, you wanted everyone to see us.”
“And?”
I smirk. “Now you know what it’s like to have someone trying to take you away from me.”
She steps closer, her bare chest barely grazing mine. “No one is trying to take me away now. So, what’re you going to do about it?”
I snap, pulling her into me, grabbing the back of her neck.
I bury my hand in her hair, yanking the strands to pull her head back, angling her right where I want her as our mouths come together like magnets.
I pull her flush against me, her chilled skin against mine shocks my system like electricity buzzing beneath the surface.
I break our mouths apart, pulling her hair back roughly and she moans. “You want me to tell you what I’m going to do about it?”
Mayson bites her bottom lip, and nods, but winces at the bite of pain of trying to move her head.
“Or do you want me to show you?”
Her cold hand lands on my abs, sliding down to the waistband of my swim shorts, hooking her index finger in them and then pushing down. “Show me,” she whispers.
I flip her around roughly, pushing her against the vanity, pinning her hips with mine.
I love seeing her mouth drop in a gasp in the mirror as I cover her back with my chest, working my shorts the rest of the way down.
I wrap my hand around my cock, squeezing it in my fist because I’ve been so hard for awhile now I feel like I could blow the second I’m inside her if I’m not careful.
I reach around to slide my hand down her stomach, and lower to find how wet she is. All while keeping my eyes on hers in the mirror.
“So wet for me, baby deer,” I taunt.
“Don’t call me—” She’s cut off with a gasp as I shove a finger inside her roughly. She’s soaked, already coating my hand as my palm rubs her clit.
She slams her hand on the mirror in front of us as she tries to rub herself against my hand.
“I’m the only man that’ll ever touch you like this, and guess what?” I press my lips against her ear.
“What?” she breathes.
“You’re the only woman I’ll touch like this because you’re mine .” I press in another finger, curling them to find that spot that will make her knees buckle. “And I’m yours.”
She cries out, trying to work herself against my hand even harder. I rub her until she’s right on the edge, so close she’s tightening around my fingers and her cries get louder. I pull away, moving my arousal covered fingers up to her mouth, pushing them in so she’s forced to taste herself.
Mayson moans around them, sucking and licking the taste of her from my skin, and I about lose it.
I angle myself against her entrance and push in roughly.
She squeals with my fingers still in her mouth and I drop my mouth to her shoulder, my teeth sinking into her skin as I bury my cock so deep inside the tightest, wettest channel.
I fight off the impending orgasm until I can fuck her thoroughly through at least two of her own.
“This is how you always should be,” I groan against her, removing my fingers from her mouth to grip her throat and make sure she keeps her eyes on us in the mirror.
“Struggling to stand?” she sasses .
I chuckle darkly, tightening my grip on her neck and slapping my other hand down on the side of her ass. “Naked and filled with my cock.”
“That doesn’t,” she gasps when I pull out and thrust in again, “seem practical.”
“I don’t give a fuck if it’s practical or not.” I pull almost all the way out, kneading her ass, then letting spit from my mouth fall between her cheeks before I push back in roughly.
She moans so loudly I know everyone downstairs could hear if the music wasn’t so loud. I rub against her tight hole, pressing my thumb there and she bucks back, so I press down between her shoulder blades to hold her in place as I slam forward again.
“How’s it feel, babe?”
“A lot,” she whimpers.
“Good, but you can take more.”
I pull back, thrusting into her once again and she lurches forward, planting both hands on the glass in front of us.
“Eyes up. Don’t look away.” I demand, holding myself deep inside her, waiting until her tear filled eyes look into mine through the mirror. “So fucking pretty.”
I slam forward again, and I don’t let up. Fucking her as she meets me thrust for thrust. When I put pressure against her ass once again she tightens even more around me.
“You like this don’t you? Want to be my dirty little slut? But only for me. Only for your stepbrother.”
That does her in, crying out with release as she strangles my cock as she comes.
I hold back, just barely, and I feel her arousal coating me, dripping between us.
When she comes down, I reach around to rub her clit to get another one out of her as I continue to fuck into her roughly.
I’m fighting off my own orgasm, doing everything I can to keep it at bay until she’s whining that she can’t take any more while also coming once again with a shrill cry.
I’m unable to hold back any longer. My thrusts increasing as I come with a groan, biting her shoulder as the orgasm racks through me. I fill her, making sure to push in to get my cum in her as deep as possible.
We don’t move right away. We’re both breathing heavily, and I finally lift off her back, looking down to where we’re still connected. I keep a hand on her back to hold her in place as I pull out. When my cum starts to drip from her I push it back in and she moans, lurching forward.
“Colin,” she whines.
“Hm?”
“I’m sensitive.”
“I know, and you’re going to walk like the cute little baby deer you are again.” I smirk when she makes a small growling noise that’s more like a baby lion. “But all is right in the world because you’re full of my cum again.”
“I think I’m always full of your cum,” she grumbles, standing up straight as I lift my hand off her.
“That’s exactly how you fucking should be.”
“You’re a caveman,” she scoffs.
“Yeah, but I’m your caveman.”
She makes a face that’s a mix between annoyance, and a smile.
Yeah, I’m hers and now everyone knows it too.
I don’t even give a fuck about the shit I’m about to get for it.
Though, I should probably be worried about the backlash of being caught shoving my tongue in my stepsister’s mouth, I couldn’t give less of a shit.
It’s finally time the rest of the world knows Mayson Dunne is mine and always has been.