Alex’s P. O. V.
“I need to leave now,” Sky says, slipping his phone back into his pocket.
Before he got a call from Zoe, we were enjoying the pool game in the college recreation room. Today our basketball match ended early, and we couldn’t join the class midway, so we decided to play the game to pass the time.
“What? I was winning from you for the first time.” I complain.
Sky is perfect in almost everything and winning from him is hard, but today I was winning.
He chuckles, shrugging into his jacket with a mischievous grin. “Guess it’s not your lucky day, man.”
I roll my eyes, setting down my cue stick. “You’re just scared I’d actually beat you for once.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Alex. Next time, I’ll crush you.”
“Sure, keep dreaming,” I shoot back, feigning irritation.
Sky slaps my shoulder before turning toward the door. “I’ll see you later.”
“Go before Zoe starts calling again.”
As soon as he leaves, I take my phone out and text Stella with a grin on my face.
Me: What’s up?
She immediately responds as if she was waiting for my text.
Stella: Just the last lecture got over. What about you?
Me: I’m in the game room. Come meet me.
Stella: On my way!
I lean against the pool table. Thank God, the room is empty. Now I can spend quality time with Stella.
Just a few minutes later, the door swings open, and Stella steps in, her hair slightly tousled and her eyes sparkling.
“Lock the door,” I command in my deep, husky tone, startling her, and I feel her heartbeat accelerating.
After locking the door with a click, she turns to face me, her eyes glinting with anticipation. I love to see Stella like this. Yesterday, when I saw her so broken, it made me want to do everything in my power to make her feel better.
“What’s your plan, Mr NMG?” She walks over to me.
I slip my hands into her jeans pocket and yank her towards me. “My plans are exactly what’s going on in your mind, Flower.”
As she smiles at me, I squeeze her hips from inside her pocket, pulling her closer to me. Feeling her breath on my lips, I can’t resist anymore. I place my lips on her soft ones, which I’m completely addicted to. Her hand wraps around my neck as she deepens the kiss. We kiss each other, forgetting everything: college, our forbidden relationship, all worries-just us, lost in this intense moment.
I dig my nails into her skin, and she moans into my mouth. We’re devouring each other’s lips as if we haven’t kissed in ages.
Both of us are panting from the endless kiss, and I don’t want to leave her lips. My hands slide into her hair as I suck on her lips hard before finally pulling away.
“Fuck, I’m getting addicted to you, Flower,” I whisper against her lips.
She looks up at me, catching her breath back, cheeks flushed, her smile lighting up her entire face. She brushes her fingers across my cheek, her touch soft yet electric.
“Well, Mr. NMG, you’re not the only one getting addicted,” she utters with a smile that reaches her eyes. The sight of her dimples-the ones that always capture my heart-makes me grin. My heart feels at peace, seeing her like this.
Fuck! I love this woman so much.
I kiss her again, grabbing her waist. Her hand grabs my shirt, and her breathing deepens when she feels my hardness against her body. She grinds herself on me, awakening something intense inside me.
As I turn her around, leaving her lips, her back presses against me.
“You drive me crazy, Stella,” I whisper in her ear from behind.
Her breath deepens as I pull out her tucked shirt from her jeans. My hand moves to her shirt buttons, undoing them one by one, feeling her heartbeat racing under my fingertips. Each button I undo intensifies my craving, my hands aching to feel her soft skin.
With her shirt now open, my hands brush against her stomach and then slide over her chest, feeling her lean further into me with my touch. I love how her body responds to me. My face is buried in her hair, the scent of her shampoo driving me crazy.
She moans as I press her tits through the fabric of her bra. My other hand slips into her jeans, and she shivers as my fingers caress her soaked panties. I ache to feel her wetness, so I side her undies. When my fingers press against her damp pussy, I groan as my dick throb inside my jeans.
“I love how you’re always wet for me,” as I say in a low, husky voice, my fingers rubbing her clit, her soft moans fill the room.
“Don’t forget we’re in the college game room,” I remind her as I slide one finger inside her. She whimpers loudly, digging her nails into my arms.
“Do you want everyone to know what I’m doing to you, Flower?” I ask with a smirk, pulling my fingers out, only to push them in deeper. This time, her moans are muffled as I place my hand over her mouth.
The thrill of the moment only fuels my desire, making everything feel even more intense and forbidden.
My hand presses against her mouth as I start moving my fingers roughly, causing her body to shiver with pleasure. Her muffled sounds arouse me more, and my fingers speed up.
As I feel her walls tightening around them, close to release, I pull out my fingers from her jeans and move my hand away from her mouth. She cries out in frustration.
“I want you to come when I’m deep inside you,” I tell her with a wicked smirk, feeling her body tremble at my words.
“So, take off your clothes and lie down on the billiard table,” I command in a low voice in her ear.
“Always ready to feel you deep inside me.” She turns around, winking at me. Her hands unbutton her jeans with a seductive smile as she pulls them down.
I love this bold side of her.
After removing her shirt, she lies on the table before me in her black lingerie, surrounded by billiard balls. My eyes roam over her body. She looks so gorgeous lying there, and I feel so lucky to see her like this because this woman is all mine. The sight of her, almost naked, makes my dick hard like a rock.
“I’d been dying to see you like this since I walked into the room-spread naked across the billiard table just for me. Every inch of you is tempting me. Do you have any fucking idea how hot you look right now, Flower?” I ask, running my hand along her toned legs and watching her tits rising and falling with her racing heartbeat. It’s intensely seductive.
She doesn’t say a word, just lying on the table, gazing at me with anticipation, waiting for my next move.
“I can’t wait to fuck you at this table.” As I pull her buttocks to the edge, gripping her ankles, the sound of a few balls clattering to the floor fills the room. I step between her legs, and her breath deepens, feeling my hardness press against her.
Our eyes lock, both filled with profound desire. My hand slips into the waistband of her panties, and she lifts her hips, letting me pull them off and toss them aside. As I unbutton my jeans and pull off my shirt, she bites her lip, her gaze fixed on my body.
I grind my dick against her, and ask in a husky tone, “Tell me, Stella-to whom does this pussy belong?”
“You,” she answers, her voice thick with need as she rubs herself against me for more friction.
“So eager to take your stepbrother’s cock?”
“Yes, please.”
I smirk with satisfaction. “Then take every inch of it like a good girl.” Grabbing her waist, I thrust deep and hard, completely forgetting where we are as she cries out, clutching the balls.
I almost pull out, leaving just the tip inside, before pushing back in. Her loud pleasurable cry echoes through the room, making me realise that anybody can come to know what’s happening here.
I lean down, pressing my body against her before grabbing her face to make her look at me. “Everyone in college is going to know what I’m doing to you with the way you’re screaming. Do you want that?”
“You’re fucking me so hard-how am I supposed to control my moans, Alex?” She complains, frustrated as I keep pushing her to the edge, only to pull back.
I know I need to do something about those loud moans, or else she’ll make sure everyone knows I’m owning her pussy. Although I want it, I can’t take the risk. If students get to know I’m fucking my stepsister, they’ll say bad about Stella, and I can’t let that happen. She’s already dealing with her trauma, and I don’t want her to face any more.
“Open your mouth, Flower,” I order, and she immediately parts her lips for me.
I love the way she surrenders to me without any question.
As I take a red ball in my hand and bring it close to her mouth, her eyes widen slightly. She knows exactly what I’m about to do. As I place the ball inside her mouth, her mouth stretches, but she doesn’t complain.
“This ball shouldn’t fall from your mouth until I’m done with you. Understand?” I instruct her, positioning myself at her entrance again.
Wrapping my hands around her neck, as I thrust into her, her screams muffled by the ball echo the room. Her teeth press against it as I start pounding into her roughly, and my fingers tighten slightly around her neck. A low groan escapes me, feeling her warmth enveloping me, and damn, she looks irresistible with that ball in her mouth, taking every inch of me.
My hand slides down to rub her clit. She clutches the balls in her hand, her head moving from side to side in ecstasy, eyes closed.
I move my hand from her neck to her cleavage, squeezing her breasts as I twist my dick inside her. Her eyes roll back, lips pressed firmly around the ball, a trail of saliva escaping from the corners of her mouth. Seeing her like this drives me closer to my release. As my dick pulses inside her, her walls tighten around me.
The room fills with her muffled moans, my groans, and the sound of slapping my skin against her, making the atmosphere wild.
With the last hard thrust, I grip her thighs as we climax together. Her legs curl around me as I pull out. With a swift motion, I lift one of her legs onto my shoulder and slide two fingers into her still throbbing pussy before thrusting them roughly in and out while I watch her face. Her eyes locked onto mine.
“Yeah, give me one more, Stella,” I groan, twisting my fingers deep inside her roughly.
She nearly lets the ball fall from her mouth, but clenches it tightly between her teeth as her walls tighten around my fingers. I speed up, pushing in and out. Her body arches off the table as she comes hard, thighs shaking and eyes rolling back.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful when you come hard, Stella. I want to make you come over and over just to see that.” I take my fingers out of her with a smile of satisfaction on my face.
Bending over her, I gently remove the ball from her mouth and brush her blonde hair from her face.
“I love you, Flower,” I whisper before kissing her forehead.