Sharing Beatrice novel

Chapter 48

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 48 – Do It In The Backseat Of The Car

I watched him wait for me, and that’s when I realized I needed to do it. I have been waiting for them to

accept me. If that’s how I have to start, I might as well do it. I stood in front of the car, watching him

stroke his d*ic*k from over the clothes and staring at me. His one hand stretched behind the seat and

the other hand adjusted the c*oc*k in his pants.

He probably didn’t expect what I was going to do next. So, when I started taking off my top, I found his

eyes blinking hard and then fixating on me. I released my b*reas*ts completely and then slipped out of

my p*an*tie*s. His eyes did a double take, and his breathing was racing too.

While I crawled into the backseat of the car and onto his lap, he looked at me with wide eyes. I landed

on my fours, my n*ake*d a*s*s in his lap. It took him only a few seconds to place his hand on my

a*s*scheek before he s*panked me hard.

“Ah!” I let out a little yelp, but it was so amazing. He then waited for me to calm down a little before he

slapped me harder this time. My b*reas*ts were hanging like two big lanterns, my t*its e*rected and

touching the surface of the seat.

He was s*panking me harder and harder until his attention went to my p*uss*y. I found his hand

roaming around my b*oo*ty for a minute before he ran his finger over my a*s*shole to my p*uss*y, and

my entire body shivered visibly. Stretching my body ahead, my b*oo*bs pressed hard against the seat

as I lay down on his lap now. He was running his finger up and down my p*uss*y to my hole, making

me crave some extreme stuff.

While he made me excited, he suddenly grabbed my legs and got out from under me. I found him

sitting behind me while he made sure I was on my fours and above the seat. Before I could get an idea

of what he was up to, his tongue ran over my v*agin*a to my a*s*s crack. My eyes grew double in size

at how incredibly amazing it felt.

He then stopped and placed his lips on my p*uss*y while I was still on my fours and looking out the

window desperately.

He kept his lips pressed against my v*agin*a while his tongue did the magic. I was getting wet, but he

was not leaving me.

He ran his hands from under my body to grab my b*oo*bs while he kept s*ucking my v*agin*al juice.

His hands were hard and muscular. I thought my b*oo*bs wouldn’t fit his hands, but he was able to

squeeze them and play with them easily.

He went on for an hour. Every time he felt like I was losing control and was about to release, he would

stop, kiss all over my a*s*s, and then continue.

He finally let me go, watching my body squirm and lie peacefully on the backseat. I couldn’t even

comprehend how we went from not doing anything to doing so much. I even undressed and gave him

my all very easily. But it felt amazing.

It was the best o*rgas*m ever. I don’t know what it was about these brothers, but I have never felt so

h*orny in my life before coming to their home.

Now all I could think of was to just get n*ake*d and under them.

No! I need to stop. I shook my head and sat in the seat while he grabbed the tissue box to clean me.

Now that it was over, I was feeling so shy that every time he spread my legs to clean me; I closed my

eyes and bit my lip.

“You weren’t that shy before.” He smirked, running the tissue over my p*uss*y and purposely applying

a lot of pressure.

“Don’t tell me you are getting h*orny again,” He commented playfully, stretching his body to the side

and grabbing the dress I had worn when leaving the mansion. Which was the corpse bride costume.

“I can wear —,” I tried to grab the dress but he placed his finger on my lips and silenced me. “I will help

you,” he said, making me wear the costume while I did nothing but just obey him.

“I think we should go home now.” He then got out of the backseat and sat in the driver’s seat. I too

walked out, feeling exhausted from the intense o*rgas*m, and took the passenger seat with him.

Once I have sat down, he started the car engine, and we hit the road. It was silent for the first few

minutes before he cleared his throat and spoke.

“So, is your mom sleeping in your room tonight?” He asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I don’t know,” I answered, still trying to understand what happened back in there.

“Hm! If she doesn’t come to your room, I will come,” He said in a whisper, probably still h*orny.

“Why?” I asked because I remember him preaching about how Why he cannot touch me because I am

his stepsister and how disgusting it is whenever I say something s*e*xual about us.

“Why? You don’t want me in your room?” He asked, and I closed my eyes and turned my face to the

side. I knew what he was trying to do.

“I will wait for your message tonight.” He finished, and then none of us said another word. It felt so Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

weird sitting with him now.

We reached home and were surprised to see his dad and my mom sitting in the living room and

drinking. Mom looked at me with a smile on her lips until her smile faded and I began to wonder why.

“How was the party?” his father asked him, offering him a drink.

“It was a bit stressful. Beatrice caught the two bastards. We had to speak to the cops and take care of

them.” As soon as he talked about that incident, my mom’s frown grew even bigger.

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee