My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557

“Look at that,” he taunted, “It’s bigger than your entire face, ballerina. How are you going to take all of this when you’re so small?”

The taunt sent a sharp wave of heat straight to my belly and I took it as a challenge.

I leaned my head forward, opening my mouth, dragged my tongue out, tracing the tight, sensitive skin before opening my lips and sucking one of his balls completely into my warm mouth.

Raphael’s entire body went completely rigid. A sharp, violent gasp cut through his throat.

While I sucked on his balls in slow, my hand reached up. I wrapped my fingers tightly around his cock, squeezing him. I began to stroke him, sliding my palm up and down the wet length, creating a tight, sliding friction that synchronized with my mouth.

His fingers fisted even tighter into my hair, as he pinned me closer. His hips jerked forward instinctively, his breath turning completely ragged and shallow above me.

“Fuck,” Raphael hissed out, and leaned his head back against the couch, his chest heaving as he stared down at me with dark praise, “You are the fucking woman of my dreams.”

Hearing his rough, broken praise sent a delicious rush of power straight through my veins. The wet heat pooling between my thighs turned into an ache, and I swallowed him deeper, completely lost in it.

The deep friction was too much to contain, excess saliva pool around the corners of my mouth, and a thick line of drool began to run down my chin, dripping slowly down the front of my neck and onto my bare, heaving chest.

He kept his one hand into my hair while the other reached down to my chest. His rough fingers found my breast, clamping around it before his thumb and index finger locked onto my stiff, wet nipple. He pinched the peak tightly, rolling it hard between his fingers.

The rough, pinching friction on my chest made me suck him even harder, my throat clamping around his wet length as he jerked his hips upward into my face.

He stopped suddenly, his dark eyes burning with heat as his face came closer to mine.

“What did I say about respect, Gianna?” he asked, “You remember?”