Socially Unacceptable (11 page)

Her core continually burned, making it hard
to keep her hands to herself. She didn’t trust herself around him
anymore. Sometimes she had the same assertive streak as her father,
and she never wanted to push her desires onto Will. But Daisy did
want more.

“Is it weird because I’m your stepbrother?”
He returned to grazing his fingers on her damp neck.

“No, not at all,” she whispered.

This time their contact felt far more
thrilling, probably because she knew what followed. His expert
tongue aroused and exhilarated, so did his fingers. Will had a
power over her; he always had a power over her, but never this
strong. She momentarily closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of
his light caress, and softly moaned to the circles he made.

“If you weren’t expecting to like that as
much as you did, but then stopped, it leads me to think you’re
worried I don’t want more when you suddenly do.” Her brother
convinced her he was right the moment he said it. Then again, maybe
the next natural step after realizing she wanted him was to worry
he groped her for no other reason she let him. “There is only one
way to find out how much I want this.”

“Kiss you?” she guessed.

“Take off your clothes for me,” he said, and
this time his voice was softer and closer than he’d been
before.

“Right here and now?” she asked. They were in
a spacious lounge with only a wall hiding the stairs to conceal
them. They couldn’t be caught. If their parents came home, the only
place to hide would be the guest bathroom or bedroom, but maybe
that was shelter enough. Typically their mom and dad went up to
their room to unwind with music after their date, and they never
saw them until the next morning.

When Daisy took too long to answer, Will
tried another way to convince, one he knew she’d like. He knew her
weaknesses, and exploited them by offering in detail what he’d do
to seduce her: “If you strip, I’ll lick the back or your knee with
soft, small licks.” He showed her where, by dipping under her leg,
and grazing where he said he’d put his tongue. “I’ll lick right
here to wet your skin and then blow. I wouldn’t stop until tingles
heat your body. I swear you’ll melt and tremble, but I’ll have no
mercy, Daisy. I’ll make certain you lie there and endure
unspeakable pleasure. And I won’t give in until you’re sure I’m
serious. I want to lick and taste you everywhere.”

After divulging what he’d do as reward, he
made things easy for her by toying with her buttons like he’d
unfasten them. She took in a deep breath when he passed over the
tips of her taut tits. As she watched, and never said a word in
protest, he finally unbuttoned a pearl like ball to expose her lace
bra underneath.

“What else will you do to me?” she asked,
because she longed for the distraction. Her heart raced from him
teasing her next pearl and the idea he’d take off her clothes
himself.

“I’ll roll you onto your back, lightly bite
your inner thighs, and wet your panties with my tongue, hoping I
can taste your cream,” he said. “With my tongue, I’ll mold the silk
to your panties to your sex. The anticipation will belong to both
of us. I’ll lick your kissable lips and nub over the fabric and
won’t stop until I know the exact curve and depth of your lines. I
won’t move your panties until you beg, Daisy. Because, like you, I
want to know you’re sure.”

“Oh, no,” she whined. Daisy was in trouble.
She absolutely loved how Will could talk her into sex, but what he
did was convince her she had it bad for him. “I want this Will. I’m
just really scared. You know I’m not adventurous without
persuasion.”

“What do you think I’m doing?” He unfastened
two more buttons, before playing with the fourth. She let out a
quivering breath as she exhaled. Hoping he’d continue if she simply
never answered, she watched him unhook another pearl to expose her
belly button.

Her stepbrother parted the material by
brushing is hands over the cups of her bra. When the cool of the
air kissed her chest, he bowed to her creamy mounds and brushed his
mouth along the lace.

“I like the size of your breasts, Daisy. I
think they’re perfect.”

With an expert tongue, he dabbed his tip on
her skin, making a trail of moist dots from one hill to the other.
He blew a cool rush of air on them. Her nipples hardened. As if by
design, the moment her tip stiffened, he bit her bra and pulled her
nipple with it. Then he used his thumbs to slip the material down.
After uncovering her with slow reveal, he tucked the fabric until
her swollen peaks held the cups down. He grazed a sensitive, pink
nub with his lips. Then he wrapped his mouth around one small
point, and delectably nibbled. She gasped, and then loudly moaned
from the new exciting, sensation.

“Will!”

With delicate care, he squeezed her nipple
and drew his lips to the end. Again and again, he tugged and she
sharply inhaled each time he skimmed to her skin. She lifted her
chest, following his movements because she wanted another.

Before she knew what he was doing, he had her
top slipped off her shoulders and the arms were pinning her wrists
to her sides. He captured her, making certain she’d let him teach
her the wonder of sensual ecstasy.

Daisy slid down to the cushions slow enough
his skilled mouth followed. Apparently the move was unexpected,
because Will gripped her sleeves harder clearly not wanting her to
get away. She had no intention to stop, and said, “I’m under your
spell.”

“I am, too, Daisy.”

Rolling his body, he pushed up to straight
arms and then pressed his erection against her skinny jeans. His
unyielding shaft felt dangerously hard with the power to cause
pain. Grounding into her clit, however, it clearly had the ability
to inflict pleasure, too. His crushing intensified her throbbing,
making the burning pulse beat faster and more severe.

He gripped her hips and shirt, and as he held
his stiffness firmly against her, he gazed at her small, uncovered
tits. For the first time since their kiss, she felt uneasy. He must
have seen her insecurities, because he said, “You’re the sexiest
girl I’ve ever known. I wouldn’t be this hard,” he thrust her
toward the end of the couch with a strong buck of his hips and a
powerful grind, “if I didn’t mean it.”

When she opened her mouth to let out a soft
cry, he swooped down and licked her tongue. After a long kiss, he
whispered in her ear: “Let me undress you, and I’ll show you what
your body does to me.” By offering to remove her clothes he eased
her anxieties, and Daisy was so comforted she curled her legs
around Will in consent.

“Are we going to stop before it gets too
serious?”

“This is already serious,” Will said softly,
with his voice thick of desire. He kissed her to prove it—a long,
deep kiss that left her achy.

To her great relief, he knew where a woman
ached and throbbed, and followed the tingling heat of her core. He
made a path of soft bites from her mouth to her navel, with a long
pause in the middle to pleasure her pert tits. Then he found his
way to her sex with an amazing ability to make each nibble torment
her longing. By the time he finally brushed his lips from one hip
to the other, while asking aloud where he should kiss first, she
continually pleaded with him to end her agony.

As he lay between her legs and his arms
rested on her hips, her brother unbuttoned her pants. The gentle
pull on her jeans popped one button at a time. He teased her with
intent, and enjoyed discovering her with leisure. By the way he
peered up at her to watch her squirm when he folded over the
waistband, exposing her panties, she knew he purposefully provoked
her greed. Apparently he liked her slightly nervous and emotions on
high, because he grinned when she whimpered from his slightest
graze of his nose over the lace.

“Wait,” she suddenly cried, torn between
feeling invaded and needing him to be intrusive.

“What’s wrong, Daisy?” He kissed her panties
and licked above them, and his knowing smile said it all. He knew
she loved it, but shyly pushed his shoulders. He let her move him
and then stuck his tongue out. He dipped his wet tip as low as her
jeans would let him, and his slick heat penetrated her puffy slit.
She wished she could feel the moisture, but the lace prevented him.
Still, she loudly moaned, knowing what he did, which he quickly and
happily gloated, “What is it? You never felt this good?”

She was unbelievably aroused. They both
needed more after first taste, because Will pulled at the tight
pants, having to firmly yank to even get them off her hips. He
tugged as he kissed the skin he slowly exposed. Daisy lifted off
the couch to help the snug material slide off, and held onto her
panties to keep her slit covered. Will crawled backward, kissing
her thighs and legs between each tweak of her jeans.

When he was up against the armrest with
nowhere else to go, Will slid off the couch and dropped to his
knees. Using the denims to turn her, he rolled her onto her
side.

“Will,” she whined, and covered her ass with
the back of her hand. Clearly he wanted to see her bare cheeks in
the skimpy thong, because he suddenly stopped kissing. He moved in
close to palm the curve of her butt. Then to her surprise he set
his mouth on the ridge of her rump where her hip and backside met.
He licked the line like he loved burying his face in the crease,
but Daisy gasped and tried to wriggle free.

She let out a cry when he took in a mouthful
and gave her a wet bite. He lapped with moist heat until she jolted
with each flick of his tongue. Instantly, he let her know there
were no boundaries between them anymore. And if his expert
caressing didn’t make her panties wet with such amazing pleasure,
she would have begged him not to push her limits just yet. But her
brother had a way with her, and he could easily make her cave.

Catching her off guard sparked an intense
flame inside her, stirring and rousing the most carnal of desires.
A spine-tingling surge swelled inside her entire body, which pulsed
to his licking. Out of her own control, Daisy pleaded, “I want to
lick you, too, and suck your cock.” She suddenly stiffened because
she never spoke her lustful talk aloud. He didn’t know that in her
wildest moments, she thought the dirtiest things.

Thankfully her brother said them easily, and
replied without judgment: “Nowhere near as badly as I want to taste
your pussy, and can’t wait any longer than I have to.”

Will ran his hand down the length of her
side, watching her look at him from over her shoulder. He brushed
her arm out of the way so she couldn’t cover up. At the second
pass, he slipped her shirt off her wrist.

He melted her defenses by ridding each
article of clothing. He took his time exposing her nakedness for an
everlasting memory; wanting the undressing to last, he even dipped
into her jeans to grope her inner thighs and stall. When he
stripped her down to her panties, he tickled her thong by gently
scratching the delicate fabric. To Daisy’s relief, she had no
desire to beg for more clothes even though they stared at each
other.

He watched her enjoy the brush on her lacy
covered folds while she lay sprawled on the couch for him. Seeing
him touch her thrilled her with tingles up her spine and down her
legs. She suspected, too, that knowing their taboo relationship
made it all the more arousing. They were forbidden fruit—yet he
planned on eating her. She could see in his drunken sways and soft
eyes he needed a taste.

“I think we should go into the bedroom, babe.
The rest of you is for my eyes only and for behind locked
doors.”

He opened her legs wide, getting between
them. Then he slid her close and pinned his cock against her
panties. He pushed off the couch and brought her with him as he
stood. Daisy quickly wrapped her arms and legs around him, and
grinned down at him. With his hands firmly gripping her ass, he
carried her toward the spare room. The entire time he walked her to
the bed, she beamed at him.

“I’ve always wanted to be carried like this,”
she admitted with a grin. Then she kissed the sides of his mouth
until he blindly found the bed and lowered her to the blankets.

“We’re going to stay up all night doing
things you said you always wanted. I should be the guy that does
them to you, Daisy.”

She swallowed hard. With him inches above her
and looking down at her while she lay on the bed, her trembling
body knew in every cell they wouldn’t stop until he was deep inside
her. Her stomach fluttered she was so nervous, but she wanted
him.

“Are we going to sleep together?”

“Yes,” he said softly, and then pressed his
chest against hers. Then he dropped his hips, and his rigid
erection pressed her down into the bed. The power of his stiff
shaft seemed to be the inflexible sign they’d finish what they
started. Daisy moaned to his soft rocking.

She dipped her hands under his shirt and then
pulled him tightly against her by his belt. To the motion of her
tugs, he flexed his taut ass and ground into her with his rigid
girth. Then she hoisted his shirt by gliding her hands up his hard
abs. She watched his magnificent body flex to his pumps. His skin
felt silky smooth, and his tense muscles begged to be touched. The
more she uncovered the more she wanted to see.

The moment she finally spied his pecs, he
immediately licked up her exposed throat in thrilling surprise. He
latched onto her neck and sucked the curve that began their
dangerous course of actions. It was the spot that made her weak and
her pussy wet.

“You’re going to soak my panties and I’ll be
embarrassed when you taste how juicy you’re making me,” she
whimpered, torn between wanting him to stop and needing him to keep
going.

“I can’t wait to taste it.”

“I’ll shower so I’m not too wet,” she said,
but his licks on her neck made her immobilized. She was helpless to
his erotic kisses. But when he sucked along the tender tendon, all
reason vanished. She whimpered out a long moan, and tore at his
shirt suddenly wanting him naked. Without taking his lips from her
for long, he wrenched off his tee.