Forbidden Heat: Step Sister Molly Begs for Brother's Rough POV Blowjob

The air crackled with a forbidden energy. Molly, in her barely-there mini skirt and sheer top, nervously chewed on her lip, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She knew she shouldn't be here, in her stepbrother's room, but the pull was too strong.

He turned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You came," he said, his voice low and husky. "I knew you couldn't resist." He closed the distance between them. She wanted his rough touch.

Her breath hitched as he ran a hand down her arm, stopping at her waist. He wore dark jeans and a black t-shirt. She shivered, his nearness intoxicating. "I… I shouldn't be here," she stammered, even as her body betrayed her, leaning into his touch. She wanted him to take control.

"But you are," he whispered, his lips grazing her ear. "And you know you want this, Molly." His hand slipped beneath her mini skirt, tracing the line of her thong. A soft moan escaped her lips. She needed to feel him.

He pulled her closer, his gaze intense. "I want you, Molly." And then he kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss that left her breathless. She kissed him back, letting go of all restraint.

He pushed her gently onto the bed, his eyes locked on hers. "Tell me what you want," he said, his voice rough. "Tell me what you want, Molly".

"I… I want you to make me cum," she whispered, her voice barely audible. He smirked. "Then get on your knees," he commanded. She obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest.

What followed was a blur of intense pleasure. A deep throat blowjob, rough hands on her body, and finally, a screaming orgasm that left her weak and trembling. He'd done exactly what she wished for, the taste of him hot in her mouth. She loved the feel of his long hair as she grabbed it, he seemed to love the feel of her small boobs as he squeezed them. She reached to grab her panties and put them back on, but he pulled them from her grasp and threw them behind him. She looked up at him with expectant eyes, ready for round two. As Juan El Caballo Loco moved into her vision, she wrapped her hands around his waist and pulled him close.

Afterward, they lay tangled together, breathless and satisfied. The forbidden act had only heightened the intensity of their connection. And Molly knew, with a certainty that thrilled and terrified her, that this was only the beginning.