Page 62 of Amnesia


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“Are you serious?” I whispered.

The shower door opened and then Holt was standing there, naked. His body was beautiful, smaller than mine but lean with hard muscles. I let my eyes drop to his flat stomach, the dusting of hair that was his happy trail, and to his more-than-eager cock which stood at attention.

“Jesus Holt, you’re fucking gorgeous.” I stared wide-eyed as his skin turned pink under my gaze. “Let me... I need to touch you.” I reached out to pull him closer. “Why did we wait so long to do this?” I pushed the wet hair back from his forehead as he stood under the showerhead.

Holt gave me a shy smile before he kissed me, his lips warm and inviting as his body melted against mine. I pushed his body back against the wall, my hand against the tile as our kiss deepened, wanting to taste every part of his mouth. Holt groaned, his hands digging at my shoulders before he pulled back. Then he dropped down to his knees.

Holt sucked me down right to the balls, and I threw my head back in ecstasy, my hands combing through his hair. I wanted to see. I needed to watch what he was doing, but it was close to impossible with the way Holt was working me over and the water dripping into my eyes. He gripped my balls with one hand, the shaft with the other, and when I felt him flatten his tongue against my length, I couldn’t resist fucking his mouth.

Holt moaned around me. He was good at this, and it made me wonder who else was lucky enough to be on the receiving end of one of his blowjobs. I managed to drop my gaze down to him to find him watching me with blown out pupils, his face full of lust, and that was all it took before I came in his mouth. He took it all, even hollowing his cheeks around me, and then giving me a shy smile when he pulled off with a pop.

“God, Holt.” I gripped his chin. “Where the hell did you learn how to do that?” I dropped to my knees on the floor of the shower with him.

He blushed, something I noticed he did a lot when it came to sex. “Uh, someone helped me.” he muttered.

“Yeah, well, he was a good teacher.”

“The best.”

I cupped his head in my hands. “You want to dry off and go to your room so I can return the favor?” I was more than ready to get my hands, and mouth, on his dick. Not to mention the rest of his body. I wanted to mark him. Claim him as mine, even if it was just for this one night.

“I’d like that.” Holt nodded.

Once we had dried off, he led me back to his room, sat me down on his bed, and tilted my head up to look at him.

“How are you feeling?” Holt stood before me with a towel wrapped around his slim hips.

“Like I want to ravish you,” I told him. “The way you did me.” I tugged on the towel so that it fell to the floor. “You sucked me off so good, Holt. It’s only fair I return the favor.” I widened my legs and gripped his waist to pull him between my thighs.

That sexy blush was back. “That’s not... That’s not what I meant.” God, he was fucking cute when he got all nervous. How was so I clueless about my stepbrother before?

“I know,” I teased and dropped a hand to wrap it around his hard length. “But it’s the truth.” His head fell back. “You’ve been all up in my head, Holt, and I can’t think about anyone else but you. Your mouth, your eyes, your body, and fuck, this cock.”

Holt groaned. “What do you want to do to me?” he whispered. “Tell me, Watson.”

Oh, the shy one wants me to talk dirty all of a sudden? I stood up, flipped him around so that I could push him back onto the bed, and then dropped to my knees. I hooked my hands against Holt’s legs so I could yank him closer to the edge of the mattress. “I want to fuck you, Holt, but tonight, I’m going to make you come so loud you wake the neighbors.”

“Do it,” he begged. “Suck me, suck my cock and make me—Watson!”

I flicked my tongue over the tip and tasted his salty precum. My own groan rattled through my chest as I sucked the head of his cock inside my mouth before I glanced up to find Holt leaning up on his forearms watching me, mouth open, and eyes hooded with lust. I smirked before I swallowed him all the way down, not caring that I gagged or the way my eyes teared up.

“Watson, that’s... uh.” He dropped back down onto the bed, his hips bucking up, and his body trembled with pleasure. I caught the way his hands fisted the blanket, and I only wanted to give him more.

I reluctantly released him. “Holt, have you ever had sex?” I whispered. When he nodded, I licked my index finger, slipped it between his crack, and rolled it over his backside. “Don’t worry, I won’t go deep.” I winked before I sucked him back inside my mouth.

“Fuck.”

That was all it took for Holt to explode. One finger, one little tease, and his cum filled my mouth in hot spurts as he cried out. His body shook and withered beneath me as I made sure to take everything he offered, almost like the dreams I had been having since I ended up in the hospital. Once I was sure he was done, I climbed up onto the bed with him and pulled his small frame next to me.

“How did that compare to your dreams?” Holt murmured, his hand combing through my hair, his breath warm against my face.

I nipped at his jaw. “Better than any fantasy I ever had,” I assured him. When Holt didn’t say anything, I opened my eyes to find him watching me with tears in his eyes. “Hey, what’s this?” I asked. “Are you freaking out?”

“No, I’m sorry.” He blinked the tears away. “I should get dressed.” He tried to get up, but I only held him tighter.

“You never have to tell me you’re sorry, okay?” I assured him, and when he nodded, I let him go.

Holt got up from the bed and went to his dresser, pulling out a pair of sweats. He pulled out a second pair, which he held out for me.

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