Stepbrother With Benefits 12 (Second Season) by Mia Clark

father.  I don't know exactly why.  There's a lot of reasons, really.  He's a good person, no matter how much of a bad boy he thinks he is.  Yes, he's a bad boy, too, but sometimes we need a little bad boy inside us.
    Um... I want Ethan's big bad boy inside me, but... oh my God I really just thought that, didn't I?  Eek...
    When we finish washing up, which is a lot of fun, I help Ethan dry off.  And by that I mean I take his towel and I pretend to dry him off at first, but then it's really just an excuse to stroke his partially erect cock.  I can't even believe he's managing that much.
    Really, Ethan?  Really?
    "If you keep that up, you better be willing to finish what you're starting, Princess," he says, his cock twitching in my hand under the towel.
    I pull my hand away and toss the towel at him.
    "Ugh!" I say.  "Is that all you think about, Ethan Colton?  Seriously!"
    "You make it really fucking easy to think about," he says, smirking at me.  "Fuck, look at that perfect fucking ass of yours.  Bend over and give me a peek at your perfect as fuck pussy."
    I shake my butt at him, teasing him.  He smacks my ass in response.  Pretending to bend over to reach for my clothes, I really just want to give him a show.  A peek, as he said, at my... my perfect as fuck pussy.
    "Mmm, yeah, that's it," he says.
    Before I know it, Ethan is behind me.  His hand caresses along my ass, soft at first, but then he squeezes hard.  I stand up, but he puts his other hand on my back, keeping me bent over.
    "You've been a naughty girl, Princess," he says.  "I'm going to have to punish you."
    "What?" I ask, curious and confused.
    "You said you liked when I spanked you before, right?  Yeah, well..."
    He moves his hand back and smacks my ass.  It's not too hard, but I can definitely feel it.  The sound echoes through the shower stall, and it seems even louder now that the water's turned off.
    "Ethan!" I say, hissing at him.  "You—"
    But apparently he doesn't care!  He spanks me again, and then once more.  After that he circles his hand around the curves of my ass before dipping his fingers between my legs.  And, um... well, they're dipped elsewhere, too.
    He presses two fingers into my slit, almost sending me off balance.  He steadies me and waits for me to press my hands hard against the bench beneath me before easing his fingers out and then pushing them back in.
    "I love how you're always ready for me," he says.  "I love how fucking responsive you are for me, Princess.  I love sliding my fingers inside you and watching you squirm."
    "Do it," I say, breathy.  "I dare you."
    "You really are a naughty girl, aren't you?" he says, grinning and shaking his head.  "Alright then.  Desperate times call for drastic action."
    "Um...?"
    Ethan pulls me up and then spins me around.  Before I realize exactly what's going on, I'm sitting on the bench next to our clothes.  He pulls my legs apart, giving him an open show of everything in between.  Instinctively I try to close my legs at first, but he keeps them pushed open.
    "Close your eyes," he says.  "I'm going to spank you again."
    I close my eyes, but I don't realize at first, um...
    Really, how's he going to spank me when my butt is most definitely sitting on the bench?
    I realize how he intends to enact this sensual punishment a few seconds later, though.
    It's soft, much lighter than when he spanked my ass, but his hand gentle smacks against my pussy.  It's, um... this is much more sensitive and provocative, too, though.  I didn't realize what he was going to do at first since my eyes were closed, but as soon as I feel the thrumming, throbbing sensation rippling through my clit, my eyes jolt open in surprise.
    Oh my God, that was...
    Strange?  Sensitive, definitely.  Really sexy, to be honest.  It... it was a lot, and if it was any harder I think it would have been too much, but as it is...
    Wow.  I stare at Ethan, mouth open, wide-eyed.  He stares right back at me,