“This is why,” Jack told me, coming out of the stables and pulling me towards him. He was so strong, my hips were thrust against his like I weighed nothing.
Gasping, my hands instinctively went to his chest, and I inhaled sharply as I looked up at Jack. I could see the desire in his eyes, sense it in his face. He wanted me, and I couldn’t pretend anymore. I wanted him. Needed him. No matter how much of an asshole he could be, there was no denying the physical attraction there.
It was a still January, and all I was wearing was a sweater, but I felt like I was burning up as Jack’s mouth found mine. He leaned down and kissed me, hard, taking me with his body. It was like he needed me, like I was the only thing that could save him. The passion, the force of it drove me mad with desire as I closed my eyes to better feel the sensations beginning to course through my body.
On the other side of the stables was a small cabin, obviously it had been a former staff quarters, but long since abandoned.
Jack guided me towards the door, which he pushed open. The inside was sparsely furnished, but cozy, and looked like it could have been lived in now. In fact, the heat was definitely on, and it wasn’t just my desire building up.
I saw a mischievous look in Jack’s face just before he hoisted me over his shoulder with a single quick movement, causing me to squeal in surprise. I had never imagined I was the shape that men would like to carry me, but evidently I was wrong.
In seconds Jack had covered the few feet between the entrance and the bedroom, and he lowered me onto the bed, causing the old springs in the mattress to creak under the sudden weight of my body.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Jules,” Jack rasped as he ripped his polo shirt off. The taught muscles underneath bulged with every movement he made, and I felt my breath come more raggedly as I imagined myself running my hands through his chest hair, over his chiselled pecs, down towards his nether regions…
I could see his erection under his pants, his growing desire, and it immediately elicited radiating pleasure from my own sex. Juices were starting to spill out of me, soaking my panties with my desire to have Jack inside of me.
It was wrong. I knew it was wrong. And somehow that made it seem so much hotter. Just like the last time, once we had started, even though part of my brain was screaming at me to stop, I knew I wouldn’t.
Watching as Jack fumbled with his belt, I grabbed my sweater and pulled it off, taking my bra with it. I couldn’t help myself, I wanted to reveal every inch of my body to my brother, to have him see all of me.
Yanking off his pants like they were on fire, Jack exposed himself to me. His shaft was long, hard and definitely ready for action. I was expecting him to climb on top of me, to take me right there, but to my surprise, Jack undid my jeans, pulled them and my panties off in a single swift motion, then pulled me towards the edge of the bed so my legs hung over the edge. Kneeling down, I felt his hot breath on my sex and gasped with pleasure and surprise.
I’d never let any man do this to me before, and I inhaled sharply as I felt a few days’ worth of stubble – soft and yet bristly at the same time – press against my nether regions. His tongue, like velvet against my skin, slipped through the folds of my sex, bringing me so much pleasure I involuntarily arched my back against the mattress and clutched at the blanket covering it.
“Ohhhh Goddddd,” I cried out as he moved slowly, tantalizingly slowly, up and down my slit. I wanted to scream, I wanted to make him go faster, make him keep doing this forever. Tingles ran up and down my spine as his tongue began to dart in and out of me, sliding into my sex.
I couldn’t help myself, I grabbed at Jack’s hair as he continued to pleasure me with his tongue.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, just as the pleasure began to course through my body with an energy that I just couldn’t store anymore, that I needed release, he stopped. I moaned in protest, but soon Jack satisfied me once more, his tongue finding the nub of my clit.
Gasping as my body began to tremble with pleasure once more, I knew I was so close to orgasm.
“I’m going to come, ohhhh,” I cried out as the sensations coursing through me bubbled over and became too much to handle. My back arched as I pressed my sex into Jack’s face, my body overcome with pleasure. I closed my eyes and moaned as I focused on nothing but the waves of pleasure washing over me, taking me to new heights of pleasure I didn’t even know existed. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t anything. For a few seconds, I was in limbo, in a purgatory of pleasure I never wanted to leave.
It felt like an eternity and only seconds at the same time, but eventually the orgasm passed and I came back down to earth. My legs were weak, I was completely spent, and yet I could already feel the desire building inside me again. My body wasn’t done yet, I wanted Jack inside me again.