He Comes At Night Vol 1 – Fiona Frost

Title: A Late Night Liaison

Fiona Frost lay in bed, gazing up at the ceiling fan as it slowly spun circles in the darkened room. It was well past midnight, and she should have been asleep, but rest eluded her. Her mind was too busy, too restless to quiet down. She sighed, rolling over to glance at the clock on her nightstand. 12:42 AM. Then she heard it – the soft creak of her bedroom door as it slowly opened.

Mystified, Fiona propped herself up on her elbows, peering towards the entrance. She gasped as a tall, broad figure slipped into the room and shut the door with a barely audible click. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she made out the unmistakable form of her stepbrother, Jake. His muscular torso rippled as he moved towards the bed, casting off his shorts and boxers as he came. Fiona gulped, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Jake?” she whispered, unsure if she was dreaming. “What are you doing here?”

He chuckled lowly, a predatory sound that sent a shiver down her spine. “Couldn’t sleep, Fi. Needed to see you.” His warm hands found her thighs and she trembled as he pushed them apart, kneeling between them. Fiona’s breath caught as Jake’s skilled fingers slipped beneath the elastic of her panties, teasing her already damp folds.

“Mmm, someone’s excited,” he murmured, voice thick with desire. Fiona bit her lip, hips shifting to allow him better access. “Tell me you don’t want this,” Jake challenged, circling her sensitive clit with his thumb. “Tell me to stop.”

She couldn’t. Couldn’t bring herself to utter the lie. Instead, Fiona wound her fingers in his hair, guiding his mouth to her aching center. “God Jake, yes,” she panted as he parted her, laving her with his tongue. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Jake groaned into her, sending delicious vibrations through her core. He circled her entrance with two fingers, toying with her as he lapped vigorously. Fiona writhed beneath him, panting and mewling as he worked her closer to the edge. When he finally pushed those long digits into her, she cried out, gripping his shoulders.

“That’s it Fi, take it,” Jake growled, pounding into her and stroking that secret spot within. The wet sounds of him pleasuring her, uncaring of her family sleeping down the hall, spurred her on. Shame and illicit bliss mingled, propelling her faster towards climax. “Come for me,” he commanded, curling his fingers and sucking her clit between his lips.

Fiona shattered with a sharp cry, too far gone to quiet herself. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her as Jake didn’t let up, continuing to lap and stroke her through it. When the aftershocks finally subsided, she lay panting, gaze hazy.

Jake licked his lips, admiring his work as he kissed up her quivering belly. “Delicious,” he praised, nibbling at her hipbone. Fiona blinked slowly, coming back to herself as he made his way up her body. She gasped as his hard length prodded at her center, pre-cum beading at the tip. Her hands flew to his bare shoulders, nails digging in.

“Jake…” she breathed, unsure if she wanted to beg him for more or plead with him to stop. Jake silenced her with a deep, thorough kiss, tongue dominating hers. It was indecent, obscene, and she loved every second.

“Once I’m inside you, there’s no going back, Fi,” he warned, holding himself above her with flexed biceps. Fiona wrapped her legs around his hips in answer, helpless under the onslaught of his hungry gaze. A wicked grin spread over Jake’s handsome face. “Good girl.”

He thrust forward and Fiona shrieked, pussy clenching as he stretched her. Jake swore, hips jerking as he hilted himself. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he shuddered into her neck before straightening and finding a steady rhythm. He fucked her hard, not holding back, skin slapping obscenely. Fiona clawed his back, reveling in every drag of his thick cock against her sensitive walls.

Jake reached between them, finding her clit and flicking the little bud. “Come again for me Fi,” he ordered, pinching down hard. “Show me how bad you wanted this.”

The avalanche of sensation proved too much. Fiona came with a smothered scream, spasming around him. Jake promptly followed, cock pulsing as he filled her with hot cum, balls slapping her ass. He collapsed on top of her with a satisfied groan, cock still buried in her fluttering core.

They lay like that for several minutes, Jake idly tracing her collarbone. When he finally pulled out, a river of their combined fluids trickled out. Jake smirked, swiping a finger through them and pushing it in Fiona’s mouth to clean. The act was filthy and yet she found herself sucking greedily.

“Damn,” Jake panted, examining his finger. “Never knew you had a bit of a dirty side, Fi.” He chuckled and tucked himself back into his boxers before giving her one last lingering kiss. “Sweet dreams,” he said slyly, straightening up. Then he was gone, slipping out as noiselessly as he’d arrived and leaving a very satisfied yet conflicted Fiona behind.

Fiona lay there in the afterglow, body pleasantly sore, the proof of their encounter cooling on her skin. She’d crossed a boundary, done something that could irrevocably change their relationship. And yet she couldn’t find it in herself to regret it. Because she had been craving Jake for so long, wanted him more than any man she’d had before. Was it so wrong to give in to temptation? To finally satisfy her illicit desires?

With one last dreamy sigh, she rolled over and let slumber take her. After all, they had the rest of their lives to sort the rest out…