First Time With My Stepbrother Boxed Set: A Stepbrother Romance Bundle (First Time With My Stepbrother Boxed Sets Book 1) (10 page)

“When does this get renovated?” he asked.

“Not for a while yet.” She laughed. “The principal’s office is first.”

“Let’s see it,” Mitch said.

“I don’t have a key.”

Mitch grinned. “I’m willing to bet I can get us in there if his office door is as old as yours.”

He pulled an American Express card from his wallet and had the principal’s office door open in less than a minute.

“Where did you learn that?”

“You learn a lot of things hanging out with professional rugby players.”

“This will be yours someday, baby.” They walked into the dark office. Mitch ran his fingers along the wide oak desk.

“Maybe.” Betsy shrugged her shoulders.

“It will. You’re special. You’re meant for great things. You’re a princess.” He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small, but elegant jeweled tiara. Betsy could see the brilliance even in the dim light.

“Mitch…”

“You’re
my
princess, baby.” He placed the tiara on her head, looking satisfied.

“What is this?” She touched the tiara, holding back tears—again.

“You’re all I’ve ever wanted, baby,” he confessed. “From the first moment I saw you, I wanted to make you mine. I’ve dreamed of it for years.”

“But, Mitch, we’re—”

“I don’t care about that, and I don’t think you do either.” His palms moved over her bare arms, making her shiver. “I’ve waited for so long to tell you all this, to kiss you, to make love to you—”

Betsy gasped and stepped back, but Mitch stepped forward, grabbing her by the hips. He pulled her against his body. She could feel his hard cock even through her dress.

“Don’t leave.” He pressed his cheek against hers, whispering in her ear. “Please tell me you want this too. I’ve waited so long to get everything lined up, to make sure my career was on track, and we were far enough away from high school that no one would care that we were once step-related. Say you’ll be mine, baby.”

She could barely breathe, let alone answer him, but her body was saying yes. Her nipples hardened under her dress and her panties were growing damp.

“Say you’ll let me take you.” Mitch’s mouth was hot against her ear.

She was trembling, but only from excitement. “R—Right here?”

“Damn right.” He grinned. “Right on your future desk.”

Betsy glanced around, but the shades were drawn and the door was closed. No one would know. She glanced down at her dress, at her cleavage and the round swell of her hips, wondering if Mitch would balk when he got it off her, at all her curves.

“Don’t even think it.” His eyes flashed when she lifted her eyes to his again. “You’re so fucking beautiful I can’t stand it. Feel this.”

He grabbed her hand and pressed it to his pants. His erection was like a steel bar.

“That’s all for you, baby,” he growled, biting his lip when she gave him a gentle squeeze. “That’s how fucking hard you make me.”

“Oh Mitch,” she breathed, swallowing her own fear and insecurities—this night was about going after what she wanted, after all.

And she wanted Mitch. She always had.

Stepping back, she unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Her bra and panties soon followed. She stood there, letting him look, knowing that if he was going to reject her, it would be now.

Mitch’s eyes were the only parts of his body moving as he looked up and down her curvy form. He stood there so long she thought for sure he would just turn around and walk out, leaving her naked and sobbing in the principal’s office.

Then, finally, he moved.

He yanked off his tuxedo so fast that she thought he might tear it.

That made her giggle, but his face was a mask of serious as he came for her, fully naked, cock bobbing. He spun her around to the desk and pushed papers to the floor as she slid onto it. She spread her legs to get a better view of his big cock. She’d never seen one so swollen and eager for action, even in some of porn she’d perused online.

They kissed, hands roaming, Betsy thrilling at the hard, lean planes of his body, fingers exploring the ridges of his abdomen. Mitch’s tongue teased the roof of her mouth, sending electrical shivers between her shoulder blades, straight down to her aching pussy. She was so wet, already, she was afraid she was leaving a puddle on Principal Montgomery’s desk.

Mitch moaned into her mouth when she grasped his cock in her hand.

“God, I want you,” he groaned. “I can barely hold back from coming right now.”

Betsy took a deep breath and made another confession.

“Mitch, I’m a virgin.”

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again, his tongue probing gently, swirling, tasting her fully. Betsy whimpered, clinging to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as his cock rode the seam of her puffy, swollen, shaved pussy. She gasped as the shaft of his cock nudged her clit. She felt him twitch down there. Part of her wanted him to come on her belly so she could feel it and taste it, but more of her wanted him to take her with his cock and make her beg for more.

“Do you want me to be your first, baby?” He kissed down her neck and between her breasts.

“Yes, Mitch,” she whispered, hands moving in his hair as his mouth closed over her cherry-tipped breast. She moaned, arching her back, letting him hold her. “Oh yes, I’ve wanted you for so long… I never dreamed…”

“You’re my princess. You’ve always been my princess,” he murmured, his tongue leaving a hot, wet trail to her other breast. “Remember when I talked about our kids having a great education? I meant every word. You’re going to have my babies.”

Betsy’s whole body jolted at his words. One of the reasons she became a teacher was her love of children—a love they both shared. They’d talked a lot about having families when they got older, and here they were, talking about it again. Except this time, it would be the two of them, together. It would be their family.

Mitch squeezed her breasts around his face as he kissed them. Betsy stroked his short hair and nudged him toward her left nipple; the one she always thought was the most sensitive. He as he licked around her nipple in big swirls and then stuffed his mouth with as much of her breast as he could. She clamped onto his ribs with her knees as happy chills ran through her. Mitch moved to her other breast, but kept squeezing and pinching the first while he sucked on her.

“God, baby, I want you so much,” Mitch groaned. He stood upright and rubbed his cock over her clit and down her wet, swollen seam.

“Wait, wait, please,” Betsy said as she pushed him back.

“What is it?” Mitch cocked his head. “Did you hear something?”

“No, no. I…” She glanced down at the cock in his hand, almost as thick as her wrist. How could she possibly take that whole thing in her body? “I want to taste it first.”

Mitch smiled like a kid at Christmas as Betsy hopped off the desk and got on her knees.

“Oh yeah, baby, please.” He held the base of his cock as Betsy licked around the head.

She loved the warmth of it in her mouth. She’d seen enough porn to know what to do. She slurped up and down and built up good speed. Mitch held her by the back of the head and leaned back a bit as he pumped in her mouth. The sight of him towering over her encouraged her to pull on her nipples. Mitch slipped out of her mouth, but she quickly slid her lips up his cock and got him back on her tongue. He grabbed her head with both hands and pumped faster into her throat. She opened her mouth wide, moaning and pleading for more. She held the back of his legs and she felt his thighs go rigid.

“No, not yet,” Mitch panted between deep breaths as he stepped away, leaving her whimpering. “I’m going to come in you, baby. I want it deep inside you for your first time.”

He helped her to her feet and moved her back to the desk.

Betsy reclined on the desk as Mitch held her leg up along his chest. He licked and sucked her calf as he went back to rubbing his cock over her pussy, up and down the slit. She reached down to stroke him. He was slick with her spit and she knew her pussy was ready for him. More than ready. She was a little scared, but she also wanted him, more than she’d ever wanted anything.

She wanted him inside her.

“Now, Mitch, please,” she begged.

“One sec.” He dipped his head low, and Betsy cried out when he fastened his mouth over her mound. She’d never felt anything so good before. He kissed her pussy like he’d kissed her mouth, long and slow, losing himself in her flesh.

“Oh my God!” Betsy gasped, her hips beginning to buck all on their own. “That’s so good! I think… oh… ohhhhhh!”

She shuddered as she came, her orgasm rocking both of them. Mitch grabbed her hips, keeping his mouth focused on her pussy, his tongue flat and moving fast against her throbbing clit. Betsy nearly sobbed as she climaxed, her virgin pussy clenching tight and hard, and she wondered for a moment what it would feel like to come with a cock buried inside of her.

Then Mitch stood, and she knew she was about to find out.

His face glistened with her juices as he positioned himself between her legs, pressing his cock right against her entrance.

“Slow,” she whispered, tensing. “Please.”

“Relax, baby.” His hands moved to her breasts, cupping their heavy weight in his hands. “I’ve got this.”

She moaned when his thumbs moved over her nipples, sending shockwaves down to her still spasming pussy. His cock head felt huge as he moved his hips forward slightly, pinching her nipples, distracting her.

“You’re big,” she remarked, gasping again as he inched in a little further.

“Thanks, baby.” He grinned, giving her another push, this one deeper, harder, and Betsy felt something tug inside of her. It burned.

“Mitch!” She panicked, reaching for him, and he leaned over to kiss her. That motion pressed him all the way inside her, and she cried out again, but her whimper was lost against his mouth.

“Ohhhh,” she breathed, trembling beneath him, looking at him in awe. “You’re inside me. You’re inside me!”

“I know.” He bit his lip. “God, baby… you’re so tight… so hot…”

He began to move his hips, just a little. She adjusted to the sensation, wondering at it.

“It feels good, Mitch,” she whispered. “So good… God, you’re so big.”

“You keep saying that, I’m gonna get a big head.” He laughed.

“You already have one.” She giggled when he gave her a dark look and kissed her again, harder now, deeper, his tongue making the same motion into her mouth that his cock was deep in her pussy.

“I want you to touch yourself, baby,” he urged, standing fully and grasping her hand, bringing it down to her pussy. “Play with that little clit for me.”

“While you’re inside me?” She looked at him, puzzled.

“More direct stimulation.” His fingers pressed hers, right over her clit, and she moaned. “That’s a girl. Rub it. God, that makes me hot, watching you.”

“It does?” She rubbed herself faster, and Mitch began to really move inside her. His gaze moved from her wet fingers circling her clit, up the pale slope of her belly, her gently bouncing tits, to meet her eyes.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned, his voice pained.

Betsy’s fingers worked her clit as her stepbrother pounded into her, harder now. He lifted her legs, putting her feet up over his shoulders, keeping a tight grip on her thighs with his rugby player hands. His legs slapped against her ass and she reached everywhere for something to keep her from sliding off the desk. She clutched her breasts as Mitch grunted and kept pumping while telling her how beautiful she was.