Текст книги "Player "

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Charlotte

I wasn’t sure why I was so nervous, or why this touch of fear was moving through me. A part of me hated Derek, hated everything he represents. He’s arrogant and gorgeous, knows he can get women to fall at his feet. I didn’t want to be just another girl that fell into his bed, but the truth is I care about him more than I probably should.

The door stops me from moving back any further. I’d fought him on the way home, tried to resolve myself that I didn’t want him. But I was weak, am weak when it comes to him. He takes a step closer, but I placed a hand on his chest. Things are moving fast, and I don’t think I’m thinking clearly. Or maybe I just wanted him so badly– lust consuming me until I was mindless– that I didn’t care I was about to give my virginity to the biggest asshole on the planet.

“You’re hesitating,” he said and smirked.

His chest was right in my face, his body so big, so masculine. He might only be eighteen, but Derek was built like a machine. He had all hard lines and definition, and just looking at him, smelling that wild scent that came from him, had my pussy so wet that I had to clench my thighs together.

“Because I know the type of guy you really are.” I licked my lips, hating myself that I’d followed him up here like a mindless sheep, not even thinking about all the girls he’s been with. Hell, he probably fucked one at the party when he disappeared for that half hour.

He cocked an eyebrow. “The type of guy I am?”

I nodded, my heart beating so fast, so hard, it was as if it would burst through my chest.

“And what type of guy is that?” He put a hand on the door by my head and leaned in, caging me in.

“The type of guy that uses women– screws them and discards them.” I didn’t sugarcoat my words, didn’t try and spare his feelings, if he even cared about what I said.

He didn’t speak for several seconds, and then that damn smirk was back. It looked forced.

“You want to know the truth, Charlotte?”

I swallowed, not sure what he was talking about. Maybe, I just didn’t want to hear it. “Yes,” I whispered in the darkness, staring up at him.

“The girls I’ve been with haven’t wanted me for anything more than what I gave them. They’ve used me as much as I’ve used them.”

God, could he hear my heart beating?

He leaned in close again. “And to be totally honest, I haven’t fucked anyone since I realized I wanted you this badly and it wouldn’t go away. My dick won’t even get hard for anyone else, baby.” He smirked again. “Take that as you will, but the rumors flying around about me aren’t always true.”

Then he leaned in and kissed me again. All thought left me at the taste of him, his body pressed against mine, and his rock hard cock digging into my belly.

Chapter Four

Derek

I wasn’t going to have her running from me about anything short of the truth. Yes, I’d fucked a great deal of the bitches from our school, but they had used me as much as I’d used them. It was a done deal between us all. I’d stopped fucking anyone since Charlotte, and I saw she wanted to believe me. There was a spark of doubt in her eyes, and I got it. I’d never been perfect, and before Charlotte, I’d have fucked five girls at that party, and still gone home with a different girl.

My dad hadn’t been that strict growing up, and he wasn’t now. He’d asked me to take Charlotte into consideration before bringing bitches home to screw. To be honest, he just didn’t want to have to deal with her mother bitching at him. It was different for girls compared to boys. My father had even agreed that Charlotte wasn’t allowed to bring boys home.

That was okay; there was a guy right here, right now, and he was already home, and she could do whatever the hell she wanted to do with him.

“You feel that, baby?” I asked, pushing my aching cock against her stomach.

She moaned and that turned me on even more.

“I want to fuck you so damn bad, and don’t worry. I know it’s your first time, and I’ll be careful.”

“What about our parents?” she asked, growling a little.

I smiled. “Who gives a fuck what they think? You and I both know we’re not related. I’ve never once thought of you as my sister. Do you see me as your brother?”

“No.”

“Then we’ve got nothing to lose. We’re not breaking any fucking laws here, baby. They didn’t think about us long enough to give a shit when they got married. Why should we give a shit now?”

When I’d found out that my father’s latest piece of ass came with a kid, and not only was he fucking this one, he wanted to marry her, I’d been pissed. The moment I discovered my new sister would be Charlotte, I’d been so damned angry. She was the one girl at school I’d wanted and refused to approach. Lame, I know but that’s the way it is.

She was the one girl I believed I couldn’t have, the good girl, and then she was in my house, using my shower, and looking so fucking good all the time. I’d never taken the time to get to know her. Charlotte was simply one girl in my year, and that was all I knew about her.

I moved away from her, and removed my shirt so that she could get a good fucking look at what she would be turning down if she decided not to fuck me. Throwing the shirt aside, I cup her cheek and run my thumb across her bottom lip.

“Are you going to turn me down, baby? Your pussy is so damn wet; I can promise you, you’ll love every single thing I do to you.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked, licking those lips.

My cock was in fucking pain at being restrained in my jeans. I didn’t like it.

“I’m going to get you naked and lay you on the edge of my bed.” I leaned in and sucked her bottom lip into my mouth.

She gasped, arching up toward my touch.

“Then I’m going to lick your creamy cunt until you come all over my face.” I smiled as she pressed a little closer to me.

I take a step back and loop my finger within her belt loops. “Are you going to get naked for me, baby? Are you going to play with me?”

Charlotte

“Yes.”

Fuck, yes, I wanted to play. I wanted to get naked and have his mouth between my thighs. I’d never been with a guy before; Derek was the first guy who’d ever made me feel like this. I was so turned on that my pussy was slick and need consumed me.

He tugged me closer to him. “Take your clothes off.”

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stared into his normally cold eyes and was shocked by the heat inside them. He was enflamed, aroused, and all because of me. I should have been afraid and run from him, but I couldn’t move away. He had hypnotized me to the spot. I tugged my shirt off and wriggled out of my jeans at the same time he rid himself of his jeans, my mouth going dry at the sight of that. He was huge. I mean, really big. Painfully big.

How was he even going to fit inside me?

I wasn’t a small girl, but that thing wasn’t normal.

He wrapped his hand around it and started pumping up and down the shaft. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, slickening up his dick.

“You’re not naked yet, Charlotte,” he said.

Glancing down, I saw I had yet to remove my bra and panties. Reaching behind me, I unhooked the catch of my bra, and it sprang off my large breasts. Yes, I’d been blessed or cursed, whichever way you looked at it, with large boobs.

I pressed the bra against my body as the reality of our situation invaded once again. He’d been with so many girls; I was going to pale in comparison.

Suddenly, his hands were in front of me, capturing my wrists, and peeling my arms away from my body.

“You don’t need to hide from me, baby.” He pressed a sweet, tender kiss to my lips and proceeded to remove my bra and panties. Derek wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me in closer to him. I took a deep breath as he surrounded me.

He moved me toward the edge of the bed, and I half expected him to throw me to the bed and pounce, but he didn’t.

Derek captured my chin and forced me to look at him. “If at any time you want me to stop, just say so. I’m not into forcing women who don’t want to be with me, understand.”

“I understand.”

“I want to make you feel good, nothing else.”

“I know.” One of the nicest things he’d said to me in a long time, he was reassuring me that it was going to be fine between us. If he were an asshole, would he do that?

I was starting to realize that there was so much more to Derek than I’d thought.

Chapter Five

Derek

I felt something deep in my heart, tightening the organ, reaching down to my gut, and making me feel something so much more powerful than just fucking Charlotte. I wasn’t with her right now just because I wanted my cock in her juicy, cherry cunt. No, I cared about Charlotte more than I’d ever cared about any other girl. I might have had my fair share of pussy, but those girls meant nothing to me, and I know I hadn’t meant anything to them other than accelerating their status.

But Charlotte was different. She was sweet and kind, and when I looked at her, I wanted to make her feel good, wanted to make this special for her. Without a doubt, it would be fucking dirty. But it wouldn’t just be about fucking. I’d make her mine, own her, and have her whimpering for more. I’d be the only one that could reach that itch in her, the only one that could give her what she needed.

“Come here, baby,” I said in a low voice, not wanting to scare her with the depth of my need. I knew I sounded a little crazy, knew that I couldn’t hold back my dominance with her. She made the beast inside of me want out, made me want to show her that I could get her off like no one else could. She might be a virgin, but she was my virgin, and my cock would be the only one that would ever know what her body felt like.

She walked toward me, her eyes wide, her breasts slightly shaking from her breathing and with each step she took.

“Lay on the bed for me,” I said without question, not giving her the option to deny me, to get scared of where this was going.

She did as I told her. When I grabbed her knees and thrust her thigh apart, letting her untouched pussy come into view, I couldn’t stop my groan of pleasure. Even with the lights off, I could see how wet she was, her pussy cream coating her inner thighs, her little clit swollen at the top of her mound.

“So fucking hot,” I murmured to myself. Getting down on my knees between her legs, I knew I had to taste her, lick every fucking part of her until her flavor and scent was engrained in me.

Sliding my hands down her inner thighs, I framed her pussy, feeling the heat coming from her, and felt my cock jerk. The fucking thing was like a monster between my legs, needing to be buried deep inside her snatch. I couldn’t wait anymore, couldn’t torment us.

I lowered my head and ran my tongue up her slit, starting at her pussy hole and licking all the way to her clit. I sucked the little bud in my mouth, ran my tongue around it, and loved that she squirmed. Her little moans seemed almost like pleas.

“God, Derek,” she whispered, her voice soft, but strained.

“I’ll have you screaming more than that, baby,” I said against her soaked flesh. Fuck, she tasted so damn good, musky but sweet, and it made my dick and balls throb with the need for release.

I don’t know how long I sucked and licked at her cunt, but by the time I pulled away my lips felt numb and she was gasping for air. I could have eaten her out all damn day, and it still wouldn’t have been enough.

“You ready for me, Charlotte?” I asked her, maybe sounding a little ominous, but about to make her first time so fucking good.

“Yes,” she moaned in breathy response.

Rising above her, grabbing my cock, and aligning it at her entrance, I knew this would hurt her, but I’d have to make sure it felt good. I didn’t want her first time to be shitty, because I had no plans on making this the one and only occasion I fucked her. Now that I’d sampled her, knew her flavor, knew what she felt like in my arms, I wasn’t going to let her go.

As I placed my cock head at her entrance, the heat of her pussy was intense. Holding my breath and knowing I wouldn’t last long once buried balls deep in her, I couldn’t help but look up at her. She stared at me with wide eyes, her mouth parted, her lips looking so damn kissable. I leaned forward, placing my mouth on hers because I couldn’t help myself, and whispered things would be okay. I’d make sure they were.

“I want you, Derek.”

And that was the last thing that broke me, pulling that invisible string taught until I couldn’t even contain myself. I pushed the head of my cock inside of her, breaking through her hymen, and swallowing her cry. With my mouth still on hers, I licked and kissed her as I tunneled my big cock into her. She was so damn tight and hot, so fucking wet for me. Her pussy clenched down on my cock once I was all the way inside her, my balls resting against her ass.

“Derek,” she cried out, her hands on my shoulders, her nails deep in my skin. “I am so full.”

I groaned. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” I managed to get out.

“You’re stretching me so wide.”

I pulled back and saw her eyes were watery.

“Fuck, is it that bad?” Instantly, I felt like an asshole. But she rose up, bracing her body on her elbows, and kissed me.

“You started this, now finish it.”

Holy fucking shit, my stepsister was a little vixen.

I pulled back again, held my hands right on her inner thighs, keeping her open for me, and stared down where my dick was thrust deep in Charlotte’s cunt. I moved my hands up to her waist, curling my fingers into her soft skin, and started to pull out of her.

When just the tip of my dick was at her opening, I pushed myself back inside, both of us moaning. Every muscle in my body strained as I fought to keep from getting off too soon. As much as I wanted to fucking fill her with my cum, we had to be safe about this. I hadn’t put a condom on, and although I knew I was clean, had been tested and checked out, we didn’t need any little Derek’s running around right now.

I was determined to feel her get off around my dick with me up inside of her, needing her to orgasm before I did. I wanted to hear her scream, beg, and dig her nails into my skin until I bled.

I wanted her pussy cream covering my cock.

I captured one of her big breasts in my hand, squeezing the mound. She was warm and soft and her tit overflowed my hand. Her little nipple was hard and rubbed against my palm, causing my cock to twitch inside her.

I started really fucking her then, and with every thrust, I ran my thumb along the stiff peak of her breast. She was biting her lip, and the sight of her little straight, white teeth, drove me fucking wild. I let go of her breast and slid both of my hands across her belly, sliding them behind her to grip the big cheeks of her ass.

Damn, I did love her big ass, loved how it filled out my hands.

I continued to watch as I thrust my cock into her. Her pussy was stretched around my shaft, her lips wide, taking all of me. She was so fucking wet the sounds of our fucking filled the room is this oh so good and dirty harmony. I wanted this to last, but I knew I was too close to coming; she just felt too fucking good.

As I kept looking at her pussy hole sucking at my cock, I started pumping harder, faster into her.

“I’m going to come,” was all she managed before I felt her pussy clamp down on my dick almost painfully. I gripped her hips and pulled out of her, only to slam back home. If she was going to come, I was going to make it so fucking explosive for her.

She opened her mouth, her lush lips parting.

God, this woman could make me cum just from the sound of her getting off, from the noise of her crying out, pleading. As I continued to watch her face, loved that she had her eyes closed as she came, I fucking lost it.

I pulled out of her hot little pussy, started stroking my cock, and felt my orgasm rise up. I jizzed all over her belly, white arcs of thick cum coating her. She gasped at first, but then moaned. I came for long seconds, the pleasure never seeming to fucking end.

When it was all said and done, my dick semi-hard, her stomach covered in my spunk, I lay beside her. She was panting, her cheeks red. My girl looked like she’d just been fucked good and hard, and I loved I was the one that gave her that expression of euphoria.

“God, baby. Your pussy...” I groaned, not able to finish what I was about to say. I reached out, and feeling like a dirty bastard, started rubbing my cum into her belly, using it like lotion on her skin. She was breathing hard again, and I wondered if she’d let me taste her ass, maybe fuck it, too. The very thought had my dick standing hard in record time. I wanted to ask her, to demand she give all of herself to me, but I also didn’t want to scare her. We had time for the freaky, really dirty stuff later. Until then, I’d just hold her, because even that was worth it when it came to Charlotte.

Chapter Six

Charlotte

Last night had been the most amazing night of my life, and if it hadn’t been for our parents returning home, I’d probably still be in his bed, getting fucked. My mother had been sick, and Greg hadn’t wanted to keep her away from home. They had left the hotel, and if Derek and I hadn’t separated at that exact moment, and I rushed into my room, we’d have been caught.

My stepfather was a nice man, and he was great to my mom, so I liked him. But how could I go down and face my family? It was a Saturday morning, and I’d already heard our parents get up and head downstairs. I’d stared at my clock, waiting for some courage to fill me to face them. They might not know what we’d done, but I did, and I was a little afraid of their reaction if they should find out.

I was shocked when there was a knock on my door, and a second later, it opened. Derek stood there staring at me, without a shirt, his sweat pants resting low on his lips.

Sitting up in bed, I stared at him. “What are you doing here?” My body was sore in places I hadn’t thought could get sore, and that had a whole new thrill filling me.

He closed the door and moved toward the bed, taking a seat beside me. I wore a nightshirt, so I was more than adequately covered.

“Our parents our downstairs.”

“I heard them, Charlotte.” He reached out and cupped my cheek. “I needed to see you before we go downstairs.”

“I’m not going to tell them.” The last thing I would ever do is tell my parents that I fucked my stepbrother last night.

“I know. Fuck, this isn’t about them. This is about what we did last night and how it affects us.”

Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to stay still even as his touch set me aflame. I wanted him again; even with all the soreness and aching muscles, I wanted him again.

“I hurt you.”

“It was expected given how I’ve never...” I let that hang between us and then cleared my throat. “I wanted it,” I said, stopping him from embarrassing me even further. This wasn’t his fault. We both wanted what happened last night, and I wanted it again.

“There was blood on my dick, Charlotte.”

Heat filled my cheeks, and I knew he saw I was blushing.

“I’d hoped you hadn’t seen that.”

“Fuck, you were a virgin, and even though I knew that, I wasn’t really prepared for it. I’ve never been with a virgin.”

“Yeah,” was all I could muster in response. “You should really go before one of them come in here.”

“I don’t care about all that. I just want to talk to you.”

I couldn’t help but smile at that. “I know. I’m sorry, and I’m panicking. I wasn’t expecting Mom back last night, and she’s here and everything just seems to be going a little crazy. Believe it or not, I’m not used to crazy. I could live without crazy. We live together as brother and sister—”

“We’re not brother and sister.”

“I know that. Believe me; I know that, get that. I just, ugh, this is so hard.”

“It doesn’t have to be hard. I want you, you want me, and nothing else should matter.”

He made it sound so damn easy.

“I want to fuck you again.”

His words forced me to stop, and I just couldn’t think. My pussy grew wet, and my mouth went so dry that I had no choice but to lick my lips.

“Now, I just want those sexy as fuck lips wrapped around my dick as I fill your mouth with my cum. You’d swallow it wouldn’t you, baby?”

I didn’t know what to say. He was scaring me and turning me on. Derek made me want so many dirty things, and I just couldn’t think right now. It was next to impossible to think with him so close to me.

He ran his thumb across the bottom of my lip, and he pressed the tip just inside my mouth.

“You make me want to do so many dirty fucking things to this mouth, and you’d take it, wouldn’t you, baby. You’d take my cock, and swallow my cum, and you’d even give me your ass.”

“Yes,” I said, not about to deny any of it.

“No other guy is going to know how damn good you are because you belong to me, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Say it, Charlotte. Tell me that you belong to me.”

“I belong to you.”

And I meant every single word of what I said to him. I belonged to Derek, no one else. No one had the power to make me so damn angry, and yet set me on fire with need for him.

He leaned in close, and I glanced down at his firm hard lips. Last night, his touch had been gentle. It made me realize there was a part of Derek that he kept hidden from everyone else, a softer part of him.

Cupping his cheek, I leaned in closer so that we met halfway, and I touched his lips with mine. That first touch wasn’t enough, and within seconds, we were devouring each other. His hand sank into my hair, and I let the blanket covering me drop as I crawled onto his lap.

His other hand landed on my ass, holding me against him. Through the thin fabric of my panties, I felt how damn hard he was for me. His cock was like a brand, pressing against my pussy, hot and hard.

Squirming on his length, I came up for air and stared into his eyes.

“Fuck me, Derek.”