In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 25: Inside the Stall Spread your legs… A part of me feels shamed for everything we are doing

but another part of me is elated with joy screaming wildly for him to take me right here and right now. I

bite my bottom lip and gradually the later part of me wins. So, I do as he says and shakily move my

legs apart. He lets out a chuckle and further closes the distance between us. The stall is tiny so there

isn’t much room left for me to move around. I’m trapped between his muscular chest and the cold

mental behind me.

He unbuckles my short and pulls it down together with my soaking wet panty. My naked bum slightly

shivers in the air but the next second his hand comes up to palm my pussy making me moan out

loudly. “Watch your voice,” he whispers to me with a hint of smile. “Not so loud babe.”

I jerk and suddenly come back to my senses. This is a Michelin-starred restaurant with dressed -up

customers and black-tie waiters. This is a decent and classic place. Plus my mom and Alex are only a

few walls away. But here I am in the lady’s room, butt naked, and mess with my stepbrother.

Shame surges in my heart. But suddenly, he thrust his middle finger into my pussy full length with his

thumb pressing and rubbing my clit. The pleasure is like electricity scattering my remaining rationality.

“You actually like that do you?” he lowers his head to bite on my collarbone, feeling my body trembling

because of his touch. “You like the thrill of letting me fuck you in the restroom? What other places do

you have in mind? The car? On the beach?” I can’t believe his foul mouth.

But while he was saying that, a shock runs through my stomach and settles in my pussy. More juice

runs out and wets his finger.

He senses the change of my body and chuckles delightfully. “Do you want me to make you come?”

I take in a sharp inhale and remain silent. I can’t say such things. So I quietly rock my butt on his finger

hoping he can read my mind.

“No. Say it babe.” He is so cruel.

I’m still struggling with myself, as he suddenly pulls out his middle finger from me leaving me hung by

the painful emptiness in my pussy. I groan frustrated and desperate, my butt chasing him eagerly. But

his hand presses down on my thigh and stops me. “Quick say it.” He tils his head and nibbles the

sensitive skin on the back of my ear. “Say it and I’ll make you come.”

His fingertips gently circle around my folds. And the dam finally breaks.

25 n do the Stall

“Yes… I want it,” I beg in a broken voice. “Let me come…let me come for you.” “Fuck.” He hungrily

captures my lips and kisses me hard and rough. The next second, he suddenly moves back slightly

and lower his body, kneeling in front of me.

I look down at him panting fast. No, he can be serious about this…

He picks up one of my let and drapes it over his shoulder. His face movers dangerously close to my

wide-open pussy and his hot breath spreads on my sensitive area.

I hold my breath, waiting anxiously for what’s going to happen. He looks up to me from the bottom of

his long eyelashes and smiles. He is so pretty, and youthful and stimulating. My heart stops every

single time looking at him.

“Sit still,” he says. Then he buries his face between my legs and sucks a mouthful of my pussy.

A sharp groan escapes my parted lips, but I quickly bite myself to stifle it. God that killing sensation!

His tongue slides back and forward from my core to my clit, then gently circling around the folds. I

shiver along with the moment of his tongue and tightens my grip on his hair. The electricity courses

through my body. He further lifts my body up and tilts his head up to better taste me. My foot is barely

touching the ground, giving him full access to my bottom area.

His tongue slides into the lips of my pussy and pulls out. And thrust into my core again. I moan in a

broken voice as the pleasure keep hitting me like waves. My entire body is consumed by hot desire as

he keeps fucking me with his tongue. Vaguely, I hear the lady’s room door creaks open and someone

walks in. A customer maybe, or a waitress. God is she going to find out about us? But I can’t stop right

now, not in the middle of this…

Feeling my distraction, Eason suddenly gives a gentle slap on my butt. Not so hard, but enough to

bring back my attention. I clamp my mouth with my own hands, listening to the approaching footsteps

into the stall next to us, while Eason’s tongue keeps thrusting into my core.

The fear of getting caught, the sensation, the anxiety… I suddenly throw my head to the back and my

toes curl.

I came, hard and fast on his mouth. The corner of my eyes become wet because of the intense

pleasure.

He tightens his grip on my butt and thighs to stop me from falling. His teeth gently bite my clit and the

sting has me cumming again. My whole body is trembling like it has been shocked by electric.

I hear water flushing, and the footsteps leaving the stall to the basin, as I ride the aftershock of my

orgasm. Then finally, the door closes and we are alone again.

I pant roughly as he finally stands up from the ground and kisses me again. His body presses

close to mine and immediately I feel his swell beneath me.

“Put on your shorts,” he whispers to me. “Go out there and find an excuse to your mom and your fake

boyfriend. Tell them we are leaving now.”

My mind is still clouded. “What? But what am I going to say?” “Whatever. I’m taking you home and fuck

you.”