Forbidden Sins: One Night With My Stepbrother

Chapter 4

One Night

Nadia

The room was pitch black. I couldn’t even see my own hands as I stood by the edge of the bed, feeling the cold gold mask against my face.

“Ariann…?” Caden’s voice came from the dark, his words slightly slurred. “Why are the lights off?”

I didn’t answer. I stayed quiet. If I spoke, he would recognize my voice and everything would be ruined.

I moved closer, my hands trembling as I reached for his shoulders. He was burning hot, his breathing uneven. When my palms touched his skin, he let out a low groan and reached for my wrist.

“Talk to me,” he said, pulling me closer. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

I stayed quiet, my heart pounding as I leaned closer, feeling even more nervous.

In the darkness, Caden reached up, his thumb tracing the jawline of my gold mask before his hand slid to the back of my neck. He tilted my head up, pulling me down into a deep kiss.

I didn’t pull away. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck, sinking into his touch as the kiss deepened.

His fingers slowly traced the line of my dress. I quickly unzipped it, and he pulled it off.

As my dress went off, it remained just my lace thong.

Caden’s hands caressed my thigh before tracing his fingers down to my thong, pulling them aside as he reached for my c**t.

“Take it off,” he whispered.

And I did. I slid off the thong, as Caden’s hands traced down to my c**t again, circling it back and forth with one finger, then he switched to two fingers, rubbing the surface with a different change in tempo. I was completely wet as he continued rubbing my p***y.

I let out a soft moan, and he continued working his fingers all over.

It was really happening. Not my imagination this time around. My stepbrother was going to finally own me tonight.

Then his fingers went deep into my p***y, my breath hitched as his fingers went deep inside of me, and found my G-spot.

“Do you like this?”

“Yes.” I whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.

“f**k! so wet!” he groaned.

His lips pressed against mine again, deepening the demanding kiss before he pulled away, and cupped my t**s, taking my n****e in his mouth as he sucked hard.

Caden continued sucking my t**s, one n****e at a time, squeezing them hard, then his fingers went for my c**t again. I fully spread my legs apart now, as he stuck in a finger, then back to his mouth and licked my wetness. His lips found my c**t, then his tongue, using one one finger to tease it, sucking intently while randomly switching tempos.

Soon, my whole body started shaking. I came in Caden’s mouth and he licked all of it.

“Delicious,” he murmured.

I circled my fingers on his chest and found his n****e, sucking it slowly. Caden moaned, his breath uneven against my hair.

He took my hand, and slowly placed it in his c**k. My breath caught in my throat as he guided my hand there.

I summoned the courage to hold it.

Caden’s c**k was huge. Super long. I’d never think he was that big down there. The more I stroked it, the more I wanted it inside of me.

I wanted Caden’s big c**k inside of me. Tomorrow I’d leave the house anyway and never see him again.

Even though the room was completely pitch black. I wanted to believe he could see my eyes and the hunger I had for him.

I slowly took off his shorts, stroking his c**k gently before taking it inside my mouth. His c**k felt warm inside my mouth, but I couldn’t take it because of his size.

He pulled me up to sit on his c**k. I feared if I could take all his length. It was uncomfortable at first when I sat on it, then I gained balance, gently riding on his c**k. He pulled me closer into a kiss, this time rougher, our lips parting as the kiss grew more intense while I kept riding him slowly.

“Go faster!” he commanded.

And I did. Grinding faster on his c**k, his hands reached for my t**s again, sucking my n*****s hard. I hissed as he continued sucking on them like he was starved.

“Get off,” he growled.

He lifted me into his arms and turned me so my back was against his chest. I arched my waist for him as he gently slammed his huge c**k inside of me.

“Ahhh,” he groaned softly. “I want to f**k this p***y all night.

He kept thrusting at a different pace. Slow, fast, rougher. I bit my lip, controlling myself as I almost wanted to beg him to f**k me harder, even though he was already doing just as much. I wanted him to consume me more.

“Oh. I love this p***y! So tight and f*****g wet!”

Then he pulled out, as we were nearly out of breath. We laid down for a while before he lifted me up again.

He pinned me against the wall, and slid his c**k back into my p***y. He showed no mercy with how hard he was f*****g me this time. I struggled not to moan loudly as a tear almost dropped from my eye, he pulled me to himself as he guarded me back to the bed, going for my t**s, sucking my n*****s as it almost started to hurt.

“Perfect tits.”

He focused on my n*****s, sucking one n****e at a time and circling his finger around the other. I guarded his d**k back to my p***y, he cursed under his breath as he f****d every he inch of me. He groaned as he emptied himself inside of me. I felt every pulse as he held me tight. He c*m dripped down my thighs.

He pulled away, turned over, and fell asleep immediately.

The sound of his breathing was the only noise in the dark room. I lay beside him, my chest heavy as the reality of what I’d just done sank in. My skin still felt warm from his touch, and I could still feel how his hands held my waist.

I had just slept with my stepbrother.

A wave of guilt rushed through me. He had called Arianna’s name before the lights went out, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how I’d let myself enjoy what happened between us while pretending to be her.

I couldn’t stay here. If he woke up sober, one look at my face would ruin everything.

I was exhausted, and my eyes were getting heavier. I just needed to rest for a few minutes.

Just five minutes, I promised myself as I let my eyes close and curled up at the edge of the bed, careful not to touch him. Just five minutes, and then I’d run.

***

My eyes snapped open.

A faint grey light was coming through the curtains.

Dawn. I’d meant to close my eyes for just five minutes, but exhaustion had gotten the better of me.

Panic hit me as I glanced at Caden, still asleep beside me.

I grabbed my things from the floor and pulled my black dress on. I didn’t bother zipping it all the way.

Arianna’s gold mask was tucked inside my bag.

Clutching my heels, I quietly made my way to the door.

I was reaching for the door when I heard his voice behind me.

“Nadia.”

I froze.