I was happy that Christian was here, when I got home and thought about everything that happened, I was slightly scared that he would leave me after how I had yelled at him at the side of the road, I regret ever raising my voice at him.
Even though he was angry and tense right now, I jumped on him and hugged him tight.
“You came” I whispered and I felt his tense muscles relax.
“I couldn’t .. I just couldn’t go home knowing that you’re sad” he whispered to me. “I was scared, I thought you’d stay angry at me for too long”
I left him and made my way to the door turning the locks, I was making sure that I wouldn’t be caught slamming my naked body with that of my step uncle.
“Jenna, don’t deny what I’m about to ask you and I’m going to try to be as respectful as possible…” Christian said, he was laying on my bed when I turned to him.
“What?” I asked Christian walking to him.
“My brother… I saw it in the way his body moved, I heard it in his voice… Has he made any sexual advances towards you?” Christian asked me watching me intently.
I shook my head.
“No… Why would you think that?” I asked him but he was relentless.
“Jenna you said you wouldn’t deny it, please tell me the truth”
“He hasn’t, he’s not like that, he only got eyes for my mum”
“It doesn’t have to be big, something as subtle as a long hard stare, a silent plea?” He asked me and I shook my head, knowing fully well that I was telling lies.
My step dad was beginning to change and he was begining to become sexual towards me every fucking day, it was small steps but what had happened today, seeing his erection for me, rounded it all up made my doubts confirmed.
I climbed to Christian and I straddled him. Both of his strong and hard hands held my waist possessively.
“I had a really rough day, I watched my nightmare play out in front of me, my best friend betrayed me, my career is threatened .. I feel bad”
His grip on my waist tightened.
“Tell me what I can do to make you happy, I’ll do anything ” he said.
I closed my eyes to think, his grip on my waist was firm, I wanted more.
“Fuck me hard.. till I forget my name” I whispered to him.
“They might hear us” he warned me because he knew very well that he could never say no to me, he would do anything I ask for and also he knew how much I didn’t want my parents to find out about us and he cared about me enough to remind me.
“We can be quiet, this house is very big and they sleep at the other wing… I don’t know ” I said exhaling weakly.
“Would it make you happy?” He asked me.
I smiled.
“You always makes me happy… Sitting with you always make me happy, staring at you, always makes me happy ” I said leaning in and kissing him
“I love you ” he whispered but before I could reply, he had me flat on my back on the bed. I watched him take my pillow and pull out the pillow case, I wondered what the fuck he was supposed to use it for.
I watched with both curiousity and eagerness as he twisted the cotton on his hand and he leaned in and tied it around my head, covering my mouth.
Boom, it was a gag.
I tried to chuckled but my sound was muffled by the gag, I had a fear of being voiceless, my fingers dug into my mouth trying to pull the fabric off, I couldn’t, I put my hands behinds my head trying to untie it.
I saw his eyes lighten with excitement as he watched me struggle to take off the gag, it was impossible.
“Too tight?” He asked me, I shook my head.
It was not tight at all, it was perfect.
He smiled, he was so sexy I was going crazy for him, my body was already heating up and my pussy was watering. His fingers grazed the end of the shirt and he pulled it off me and threw it to the ground, he did the same thing to the sweat pant.
He pulled my sheets from under me and with his bare hands, he tore it into two halves, I watched him make ropes out of the sheet and he tied my hands to my head board.
My hands were stretched apart and tied so tight that I couldn’t move them.
“Too tight?” He asked again referring to the ropes in my hand.
“No” I tried to say forgetting about the gag, my voice was muffled and he smiled in contentment.
He tied my legs apart the way he tied my hands and he threw a slap across my boobs, it jiggled and it was so fucking painful that I was sure it would leave a redden hand print by tomorrow.
His hands grabbed my right boob and he gave it a hard squeeze. He brought his mouth to it and his tongue touched the tip of my tip but he withdrew and licked my areola instead.
I tried to adjust so that my nipple could enter his mouth but I couldn’t move, I was helpless. He pinched my left nipple and pressed it hard, I winced. He returned his attention to my right nipple and this time he sucked on it, my back arched.
“Sweet tits” he moaned. He pulled my tits from his mouth and flickered it with his fingers, I moaned but it was blocked by the gag.
Christian kissed my jaw, my chin, my neck, everywhere.
“That pussy better be wet for me” he growled in my ear and I felt his fingers trailed down till they were stroking my pussy lips.
“Good girl” he said as I felt his fingers graze my sensitive clit, my pussy was dripping wet, I raised my hips seeking more pleasure and he growled.
“Stay still” he said like a warning and wrapped his fingers around my neck, his hold tightened and he rubbed his groin against my pussy, he was still wearing clothes, it was not fair.
I was about to complain when he dug one finger into my pussy, slowly and rhythmically, he stroked me and I felt the pleasure shoot into my leg, he added two more fingers and his pace became quicker.
“Yes…” I cried out so loud it passed through my gag.
“Of anyone of your parents knock on that fucking door I’m telling you that you’re mine”