Stranded with My Stepbrother Chapter 94: Longer than Forever

\-Jacey-

Caleb’s strong arms really were quite sexy. I mean, not that he wasn’t ripped before, but now he was super ripped.

He carried me down the hall to our bedroom as though I weighed nothing. I turned the knob and he bumped it shut behind us. He laid me down on the quilt-covered bed, blue and cottagey, then took off his shirt.

“Would you like a nice, close-up view of all the muscles?” he asked, grinning at me.

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “Yes, please.”

Caleb tossed his shirt on the nearby window seat, taking the opportunity to twitch the curtains closed just a little bit more. His jeans dipped low on his hips, and I could see he had those muscles that went from hip to groin now. Not that he hadn’t had them. I was sure they were there under his skin before. But now they were very defined. Just like his abs and pecs had become more defined. And his arms now looked as though he could bench press me. For a while.

But also, with his back turned, I could see the knife scars on his back, and my throat closed. I shuffled across the bed, got up on my knees, and hugged him from behind, kissing a couple of the scars.

“Hey, baby. I’m okay,” he murmured, turning in my arms. “More than okay. You’re here. We’re together. That’s all that matters.” He gave me a mischievous smile. “Now, I know you’ve been able to get some sneaky peeks at me with my shirt off, but I can’t say the same about you. Let’s see those guns!”

I laughed and complied, whipping my shirt up over my head. I was wearing a sports bra—it just made sense for all the farm work we did—but my arms were bare and strong, and I could tell my own chest was a little more defined. I was still a bit curvy, but I’d come to accept that as just me. Caleb liked me that way, and I liked me that way. I didn’t see any need to lose the boobs and butt.

“Yummy.” He smoothed his hands over my arms. “There’s my strong girl.” He leaned me back on the bed and unzipped my pants. “Bra. Off.”

“Yes, Caleb.” I peeled the sports bra off while he slid his hand into my panties. “Pants off?”

“In a minute.” He clearly wasn’t going to be hurried, even though he’d been tenting his pants at dinner. He cupped my sex with his hand and rubbed my clit with the heel of his hand. “God, it’s been too long.”

“Longer than forever,” I agreed, my hips bucking.

His fingers slid up inside me, two of them, and I moaned and winced at the same time.

“Too long,” I explained as my disused passage clamped around his fingers.

Caleb licked his lips. “We’re just going to have to do something about that, then.” He pulled his hand away and tugged my jeans and panties off.

I lifted my legs to be helpful.

He tugged me to the edge of the bed, then knelt on the floor, tossing my legs over his shoulders.

“Oh God, Caleb,” I breathed, fire spreading through my body, and he hadn’t even put his mouth on me yet!

“Mhm. You just lay back and enjoy, baby. I’ve got you.” He kissed my mound, then licked his tongue up my seam.

I bucked and gripped the sheets, my thighs squeezing him closer.

He chuckled against me. “Careful, Wonder Woman. You’re a lot stronger than you used to be. You might just squash my head!”

With a blush, I eased up, and he entered me with his tongue.

Everything in me focused on that one point. He edged me along, working me with his tongue, then again with his fingers while he sucked my clit.

When I came, I wasn’t expecting it. Maybe it was lack of practice, or maybe it was just the magic he was creating between my legs, but fireworks went off all over my body and I moaned loudly, my hands going from the sheets to grip Caleb’s hair and hold his magic tongue just where it was.

He slurped loudly, but I still heard his zipper.

“Take me,” I begged, letting his hair slip through my fingers as I let him go. “Please, Caleb. Please.”

“Crawl up the bed a little bit,” he said, pushing his pants and boxers down as he stood up. “Spread your legs wider.”

I did as he asked and was rewarded when he got on the bed, hiked one of my knees over his hip, and started to push inside me.

It had been a while, and it wasn’t as easy as I’d expected.

“Jesus…” he groaned, “baby, you’re really tight. I mean, you’re wet, but it’s still… it feels good… but does it hurt?”

“A little,” I admitted. I put my hands on his muscular shoulders. “Just go slow.”

Caleb inched his way in. “Breathe for me, baby.”

I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath until that moment. I took several deep, bracing breaths as he finished pushing into me. My muscles clamped around him, and he shivered.

“Baby, I’m trying to be really gentle, but it’s really hard,” he groaned.

“I know it’s hard,” I tried to joke. “It’s inside me. I can tell.”

He groaned again and pulled his hips back. My walls clung to his cock as though afraid he wouldn’t push it back in.

But he did, and I made a noise I didn’t know I was capable of. Something between a whimper and a moan.

“I hear you, baby. We’ll get you all loose tonight,” he promised, pulling back slowly and thrusting again.

I dug my nails into his skin, my body still on the knife’s edge of uncertainty as he kept going. Then, gradually, my muscles began to relax.

“There we go,” he sighed and started going a little harder and faster.

“Your patience is appreciated,” I gasped, clinging to him as pleasure began to build again.

“I didn’t know your vagina had a customer service line,” he panted.

I laughed, then came, then burst into heart-wrenching tears.

“Oh, baby, it’s okay. I missed this, too,” he whispered as his seed spurted into me. He wrapped his arms around me, cupping my ass so he wouldn’t slip out, and rolled onto his back. “It’s okay. You cry it out.”

“It’s just… so… everything,” I tried to explain my feelings.

“Yeah. It is just so everything,” he agreed.

I drew little circles on his chest with my fingertips as I lay on him. “You know I want to return the favor, right?”

“Hmm?” he asked.

“I want to… uh… blow you,” I whispered, my cheeks flushing even though I must have blown this man a million times by now.

Caleb didn’t make fun of me, though. He just gave me a soft smile and ran his fingers through my hair. “That sounds like the greatest idea in the world. Except I’d have to pull out, and I don’t want to.”

“You don’t want to? Not even for a blowjob?” I asked.

“Not even for a blowjob,” he confirmed. He nuzzled me. “I don’t mean to sound sappy, but I don’t want to lose the connection.”

My heart fluttered. “You can be as sappy as you want.”

“All right, then. I love you. I love you, and I want to be with you forever,” he said.

I sighed happily and snuggled into him. “Longer than forever.”

“Longer than forever,” he agreed.