Chapter 40 Breaking Through Walls
His voice echoed, deeply etched in my mind.
You’re mine.
My heart hammered against my ribs as I stared at him. Barth hovered above me, his chest rising and falling, his grey eyes burning with something raw and possessive.
I felt utterly consumed by him.
“Barth,” I called out helpless as he trailed kisses down my neck.
His hands slid to my waist, gripping tightly but firmly, like he was afraid I might disappear if he lets go.
“You said you wanted this,” He breathed.
“I do. But… Tan…”
Barth froze. His jaw tightened slightly and for a second, I wondered if I had ruined everything.
“I’m not with her,” He said roughly. “Our relationship was a lie and you know it and besides, you are the one in my bed now.”
Before I could recover from his words, his lips crashed on mine, breaking every last resolve I had. His hands trailed down to my breasts and he squeezed softly on them, making me whimper into the kiss.
“Too much clothes,” He muttered, taking off the shirt, my lacy red bra came into view.
My nipples were practically pushing against the material, eager for his attention. His eyes darkened as he ripped my bra off, and took one of my boobs into his mouth.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I arched my back. He sucked, licked and squeezed the other with his hand. He turned to the left and sucked again.
“Oh, Barth! More!” I cried out, feeling something drip down from between my legs.
I was wet.
I was wet for… him.
Squeezing, sucking, licking. He gave equal attention to the two, joining them both together and sucking on the two. The pleasure was immense, my senses were heighten.
“You’re so beautiful, Yvonne,” He muttered, his lips red. He went lower, pouring kisses on my chest, stomach, twirling his tongue around my navel making me shiver as I breathed heavily watching him.
He undid the buttons of my trousers and pulled them off. With one tug, my panties went flying to the other end of the room, leaving me exposed. I instinctively crossed my legs, feeling shy.
Heat crept into my skin as I turned pink.
Barth raised a funny brow at my actions. Realization getting to me. I hadn’t done this before.
“Are you a virgin?” He said softly.
I nodded slowly.
“Is that… a problem?”
“No,” He growled, opening my legs earning a gasp from me. “I will be gentle, Brooklyn.”
He bent low, his breath on my pussy making me tremble on the bed.
“So pink and wet for me,” He muttered, and then stick a finger into me.
I moaned, falling back on the bed as he fingered me. Going in and out, curling it. I felt as if I would burst, my stomach tightened as he added another finger.
“You’re so tight, Brooklyn,” He groaned.
“Barth, I feel… hot!”
With a squeal, I felt a hot liquid pouring out of me.
“Open your eyes, Yvonne.”
I fluttered my eyes open, my chest heaving. He took his fingers out, my cum dripping down from them. He brought them to his mouth and licked it off, closing his eyes, groaning like it was his most favorite flavor.
“Just like I had predicted, you are so sweet. I must taste you.”
Without further ado, Barth’s mouth came on me. His tongue teased my entrance.
“Barth!” I held his hair, drawing him closer.
His tongue lapped, licked and fondled with my folds. He bit on my clit slightly, knocking the breath out of me. His mouth worked wonders down there as he devoured me. His fingers also went into me, working alongside with his tongue.
My hips moved up, begging for more as I held a fistful of his hair.
My brain was blank. All I could feel was the pleasure he was giving me. Soft moans escaping my mouth, my stomach tightened again as I climaxed. Barth licked off every drop before coming up to gaze at me.
“That… that was wonderful,” I muttered.
“Taste yourself, Yvonne.”
He kissed me, his tongue moving against mine. The salty taste on his lips made me even more horny. I wanted him. All of him.
Breaking the kiss, he took off his clothes, leaving his briefs on. Reaching to the cabinet beside the bed, he took out a condom.
“Yvonne, you have no idea what you have started. Because after this, there’s no way I’m letting you go.”
He took off his remaining clothing and his dick came into view. My eyes widened. It was big, huge, veiny with pre cum glistening on the pink tip.
Would it even fit?
“Yes, it will.”
He looked amused and my face flushed with embarrassment. I couldn’t believe I had said that out loud.
He ripped the condom packet open and wore it. He looked up at me, his eyes soften as he stared at me with longing, passion and desire, and I could feel it all just by gazing into his eyes.
“It’s going to hurt, Yvonne but trust me, I won’t hurt you. I will be gentle.”
I nodded nervously.
So, this was it.
I was finally losing my virginity… to my stepbrother.
As he entered into me, I felt a deep, sharp pain as my walls opened up to accommodate him. He let out a deep, throaty groan.
“Oh, Bree.”
I held onto him, clutching his arms as he moved. Tears following down the sides of my eyes. As he thrusted, the pain soon grew into pleasure as I moaned out.
“Barth, deeper.”
He thrusted in and out, his body feeling one with mine. “Look at me, Yvonne. Open your eyes and look at me.”
I did as he said, our eyes locking. Beads of sweat rolling down his muscles. His hair was wet, sticking to his face making him look even more handsome.
He went from a slow pace, to fast and brutal.
“Fuck!”
Moans, groans and the sound of his balls slapping against my skin filled the room. My grip tightened on him as he fucked me harder and harder.
He carried me from the bed and slammed my back against the wall. Thrusting in even deeper.
“Barth! Oh God!”
I felt as if I would explode at any second.
He increased his tempo, fulling me up and burying his length deeper and deeper into me. And I still wanted more…
“Are you okay, Baby?” He breathed, balls deep into me as he thrusted.
I nodded, completely out of breath. My chest tightened as I found my release and he came after me.
“Argh!”
I collapsed on his chest, completely wasted.