Read Stepbrother Fallen Online
Authors: Aya Fukunishi
Stepbrother Fallen (12 page)
"He just wanted to hit someone, you know? He didn't care
who, so I made sure it was always me. Just... you know, get that
shit out of his system before he got back to the apartment.
Fuck,
he could hit hard.
He was a big bastard. He used to box, and he'd lay into me like a
fucking heavy bag on the really bad nights. Put me in the hospital
a couple of times, but you know what it's like with cops. When it
comes to their own they turn a blind eye, so dad never got charged
with anything.
big enough to kinda fight back. I guess I was around fourteen when
I reached the same height as him. He was a heavy motherfucker but I
was faster, I had the reach and I wasn't falling over drunk, so I
beat him a couple of times. That's when he stopped beating me and
went back to mom."
to attract our attention. Rafe's burger is going cold on the table,
but it doesn't look like he has much of an appetite.
"He broke her arm the last time we saw him. I was at
school, and he was stone cold sober. I don't know what set him off,
but when I got home mom was sitting on the floor in the corner of
the kitchen, cradling her arm. I went fucking crazy. I found dad in
the living room watching TV while his own wife was sitting there
with a shattered arm,
so I grabbed a baseball bat and tried to kill him.
I
would've
killed him if he hadn't managed to grab it away from me. I
was ready to cave that fucker's skull in, but he got hold of the
bat and broke it in half swinging at a door frame."
Rafe winces at the memory. "That's how I got the scar.
Y'know, the one on my ass? He went for mom again, and I managed to
get in the way just as he was trying to stab her with the broken
handle of it. Went right in my ass cheek.
Jesus,
that hurt."
the memory, then coughs and wipes the tears from his eyes once
again. "I managed to get mom out of there and down to the street.
Some guy gave us a ride to the free clinic, and that night we
jumped on a bus and never looked back. We just kept going until we
got somewhere he'd never find us. Last I heard he was in hospital
with lung cancer. Fuck him."
revelation. He speaks quickly, as if wanting to get it over with.
"Anyway, last night when that guy hit you I guess it all came
flooding back. I mean, I never got to really finish it with my dad.
I guess that's what I was trying to do last night. You know, punch
out all that anger on some idiot kid. I'm really sorry I scared
you. I promise you I'm not crazy."
me, "don't ever say that. I'd never think you were crazy." My voice
drops to a whisper as I lightly stroke his arm. "Don't ever say
that, OK?"
I'm
just inches from him now. I feel Rafe slide his arm to my
side, and the warmth of his hand as he grasps me through the thin
material of my dress. He pulls me in towards him, and I don't
resist. Nothing could make me pull away from him. In his arms I
feel safe.
me in I feel him pressing against me, growing harder by the second,
hungry for me. There's no hiding it now. No going back.
wrinkles of my dress until he reaches my chin. He lightly lifts my
head towards his as he dips down, a full head taller than me, and
kisses me. His stubble tickles my skin as his tongue slips between
my lips, and as he kisses me deep his hands move up to the sides of
my head, holding me in place as if he's afraid I might pull
away.
boyfriends before, as well as a few drunken fumbled kisses in dark
corners of high school parties, but I've never felt this kind of
passion. Rafe feels as if he needs my kiss to survive; as if I'm
his life support, and if I broke my lips away it would end him. He
pulls me towards him as if he wants to consume me, and I gladly
submit.
my body. His hands roam across me as I press myself against him,
and I just wish we were somewhere – anywhere – other than this
damned diner car park.
grinding myself into him. "Motel," I gasp, pulling my hand away
from him just long enough to point to the building across the way
on the other side of the car park.
car, and I can't help but laugh at the sigh of his erection tenting
the crotch of his jeans. I don't dare look back, but out of the
corner of my eye I can see the waitress watching us as we leap into
the Jeep, and I'm sure the woman has seen Rafe's...
excitement.
I
thank God for Penny's slutty wisdom as I race the car across to the
motel. My friend had once let me in on the fact that the motel
is...
accommodating
to couples in a hurry. There are no other hotels
for miles around, so this motel is the only place a young couple
with strict parents might come to enjoy themselves, and I know the
cleaning staff don't bat an eyelid if they return to a room they've
just cleaned to find the door locked and the key missing. They just
expect to find a little tip left in the room to make up for the
trouble of cleaning it again.
pull the car into a spot right in front I see a cleaning lady
pushing her cart in the other direction three doors down. Seconds
later we're in the room, the door securely locked behind us.
his already tousled hair. In the half light through the crack in
the curtains his skin gleams, the curves of his muscles picked out
in sharp relief. He steps forward quickly and presses his mouth
against mine, reaching down to grab a handful of my dress as his
tongue darts between my lips. He pulls away just long enough to tug
the fabric over my head, then I dive back into his embrace as I
unbutton his jeans.
push his jeans down his legs. He pushes me back onto the firm bed,
slips his thumbs beneath the elastic of my drenched panties and
tugs them from me as I unhook my bra.
me as I see Rafe stand naked in the half light, and feel the cool
air against my bare skin. This is the first time I've ever been
further than a kiss, and it's certainly the first time I've ever
felt the indescribable pleasure of watching a man drink in the
sight of my naked body with undeniable hunger. I never imagined it
could feel this exciting to see the effect I have on a man;
watching as his erection swells, his breath quickens and he heart
pounds, all for me.
shaft sliding up my leg as he moves towards me. I let out a moan as
he reaches down and spreads my legs with a strong hand, pushing me
open so he can enter.
breath hot against my neck.
to enter me. I wrap my arms around his back and dig my nails into
his skin. "Fuck me, Rafe," I pant, breathless. "Fuck me now."
firm as he pushes himself slowly inside. I was expecting to feel
pain, but there's nothing. I feel myself spread wide to take in his
thick, wide head, but I'm so fucking wet he slips easily between my
lips as soon as he pushes forward. I bury my face in Rafe's chest
as he pushes deeper, muffling a gasp against his firm muscles as
the probing head tears me with a brief, momentary pinch.
at the sight of Rafe's shaft thrusting in and out of my pussy, The
muscles of his stomach flex and tighten with each thrust, and
within moments his skin glistens with our mingling sweat and my
gushing juices.
leverage to pull himself deeper inside me, and I wrap my legs
around his back, squeezing him, drawing him in. His pace quickens
as his hunger takes over, and he dips his head and his mouth
searches until it finds my full breasts. It// only brings me closer
to climax, the feel of Rafe's tongue teasing one firm, pert nipple
before switching to the next. His searing breath and the cool air
conditioning makes my skin tingle as I move between hot and
cold.
energy build deep within me, like the seed of the big bang ready to
explode outward, all encompassing. My heart pounds in my chest and
my breath falls into a ragged pant as Rafe moves faster, pushes
deeper, harder, until finally I can hold on no longer.
"I'm
coming!" I gasp, digging into Rafe's back hard enough to draw
blood. "
Fuck, I'm coming!
" I've never felt an orgasm like this, not in the
countless times I've provided my own. This is something different.
This is deeper than anything I've ever felt, or even imaged
possible. My climax pulses through my body like lightning, waking
every nerve ending from my toes to the tips of my fingers, jolting
me to life as if I've never truly lived until now.
climax arrives, thrusting his tongue into my mouth as he fires his
seed inside me, a seemingly endless stream that mixes with her own
juices until it feels as if I'll overflow. My drenched, dripping
pussy is on fire, sending new jolts through my body with each
thrust from Rafe. By the time his orgasm is over and he holds
himself deep inside me I feel I might pass out.
wow. I... I never imagined I could feel like that."
muscles, shifting his cock by the tiniest fraction of an inch to
draw yet more joyful shudders from my body. "You're amazing," he
pants, his hair dark with sweat and his face glistening. "God,
you're sexy."
himself inside me, until we lay side by side and locked together,
still delighting in the thrill of being connected so intimately. I
can't bear the thought of losing this feeling. I'd happily spend
the rest of my life filled with Rafe, stretched wide and tight as
his enormous manhood drew endless orgasms from me. "My God, Rafe,
let's just stay like this forever," I laugh. "Who needs college and
a job? Just make me come until we're old and gray."
"But I think the cleaner might want her room back soon."
closer and feel him grow harder inside me. I look deep into his
eyes, smile and whisper "I think she can wait another half hour,
right?"
eager body. "Let's call it an hour."
as soon as we turn the corner, and my heart turns to ice in my
chest. We both know why it's back. Rafe reaches out and squeezes my
hand as I pull to a stop, and for a brief moment I wonder if we
shouldn't just keep driving. Just head back to the motel and hide
out, or hit the road and vanish, just the two of us.
of the house bursts open and mom comes storming out with fire in
her eyes, closely followed by dad and Office McIntyre. I've seen my
mother in dark moods before, but I've never seen anything like
this. Her face is contorted with cold hatred. She doesn't even look
like the same person.
it away a moment before McIntyre pulls open the door. "Don't tell
anyone about us," he whispers. "You don't want to get mixed up in
this."
turning his attention to Rafe. "Rafe Stone," he announces,
business-like, as he pulls a pair of cuffs from his belt, "I'm
placing you under arrest for the assault of Michael Bowen and
Lawrence Anderson." He pulls Rafe roughly from the car, spins him
until he's bent forward over the hood, and snaps the cuffs behind
his back. Rafe makes no effort to resist.
