BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) (13 page)

Are you serious? What are you
doing?

My eyes and mouth are suddenly
hungry. I
’
m desperate for
Jake
’
s cock.

I swallow hard.

“
Door
’
s open, sweetie. I have nothing
to hide.
”

I slowly open the door and step
inside.

When I see Jake, my knees buckle. I
almost fall face forward to the tile floor. I put my hands out and catch
myself.

“
You
okay?
”

“
Slippery.
”

“
When
wet,
”
Jake says with a
grin.

I blush like a fool.
“
Shut up.
”

He
’
s
leaning against the sink in nothing but a towel. His hair is dark and messy.
His eyes the same. His skin is a little damp, his muscles so fucking beautiful.
I want to touch. I want to feel. I want to hold and claw at.

“
What
do you want?
”
he asks.

“
We
haven
’
t talked in like a
week.
”

“
So?
”

“
You
’
re not that person,
”
I say.
“
I know it.
”

“
You
know it?
”
he asks, looking
at me.

His eyes cut through me. I should
not be this wet right now. I feel my breasts achy and my nipples tender. I want
to know if he can see my nipples getting hard right now.

“
I
think I know it.
”

“
Keeping
thinking,
”
he says.
“
If you don
’
t mind
…”

“
What?
”

“
I
’
m going to get dressed and head
out.
”

“
Where?
”

“
Who
the fuck are you?
”

“
Are
you fucking someone else? Or other women?
”

Jake laughs.
“
Are you jealous or something?
Come on, sweetie, I know I
’
m
the best you
’
ve ever had,
but get over it. Your pussy ain
’
t
made of gold.
”

I
’
m
offended and I want to hurt him. I suck in a breath.
“
I wanted to tell you that I
’
m going out with Hunter.
”

“
Thomas
Jr.
”

I cringe.
“
Don
’
t
say that.
”

Jake laughs again.
“
Am I wrong?
”

“
I
’
m not talking about it. I
’
m just letting you know. Our
time
…
it
’
s come and gone. Whatever
happened before
…
it
’
s done. No more.
”

“
Haven
’
t tried or cared, sweetie,
”
Jake says.

“
Good.
I
’
m glad I said that. I
’
m going out with Hunter. I
’
m not
…
with you
…”

Jake pushes from the sink and turns
to face me. There
’
s a few
feet separating us, but I swear I can feel his body against mine. His eyes lock
with mine and my mind has one thought
…

Oh, shit.

15.

(Jade)

He
’
s stepping toward
me. And I
’
m doing nothing to step away. He
approaches slowly, his hands balled into fists.

“
You
keep saying that shit,
”
he
says.
“
And it
’
s tempting me.
”

“
Good,
”
I say.
“
Be tempted. You can
’
t
…”

“
Oh,
I can. And maybe I will. One last time.
”

I gulp.
One last time.
It
sounds so fucking hot, right? Just one more time. One more wild time. One more
…
to be so naughty and intense
and wrong
…

“
That
’
s what you want?
”
I ask.

Jake
’
s
close enough to touch me.
“
No,
sweetie.
”
He reaches out
and touches my hair.
“
It
’
s what you want.
”

His fingers touch the thin strap of
my bikini top. He reached behind my neck and pulls at the string. I
’
m not stopping him as he unties
the top. The strings fall forward, but my breasts are still mostly covered up.
They
’
re so heavy, pushing
against the bikini top.

“
Yeah,
”
Jake whispers.
“
No more of this
…”

His fingers creep down my chest.
His hands slid to my sides and around to my back. If he unties the second knot,
my top will just fall off.

But Jake doesn
’
t do that.

He
’
s
too good at what he does for that. That would be easy.

Instead, Jake kisses my chest. His
lips kissing me again and again, inching down. His tongue flickers into my top,
seeking out my nipple. It
’
s
not hard to find, and when he does, he goes right to work. He hisses as his
tongue circles around it. His teeth gently grazing my hard nipple, then biting
and tugging on it.

I am so fucking turned on.

I reach down and grab at his towel.
His cock is thick and pressing against the cloth. I grip around him and
squeeze, letting out a moan.

It feels so good to be touched.

“
You
like it,
”
he says, his
breath spread across my chest.
“
You
dirty fucking girl. You like it.
”

“
I
like it,
”
I admit.

Jake then pulls the other string
and my top falls down. He steps back and the bikini top is on the floor.

“
Fuck,
”
he growls.
“
Those tits are so full.
”

His hands cup me, squeeze, his
thumbs quick to flick across my nipples, sending jolts throughout my body. His
hands move up again and he
’
s
suddenly holding my face in his hands.

“
You
’
re the fucking death of all I
know,
”
he says.

“
Jake,
this is it,
”
I say.
“
It has to be it. Okay?
”

“
I
don
’
t believe in forever,
sweetie. I believe in now. And right now, you
’
re
soaking wet and I
’
m rock
hard.
”

Jake kisses me. So vicious and
delicious. His tongue exploring my mouth. His lips overpowering my lips. I put
my head back a little and he stays with me. Commanding me. Owning me.

“
Then
fucking fuck me,
”
I say.

He kisses me again then stops. Our
noses touch. Our lips fluttering, wanting more.

“
But
this is it,
”
I say again.

“
Are
you telling me? Or trying to convince yourself?
”

“
Shut
up,
”
I say.
“
It has to be
…”

He kisses me, stealing the rest of
my useless words.

We kiss hard and fast again. Jake
puts me up against the bathroom door. It
’
s
unlocked, at the end of the hall, prime for us to get fucking caught doing this
stuff.

But I don
’
t care.

I kiss him back.

His hands hold my hand and my hands
pull at his towel. Enough is enough. I need that thick and ready cock in my
hand.
And then inside me.

His towel falls and I feel his cock
slap against my leg. My hand grips him at his root, stroking him for what has
to be miles. The head of his cock is so thick and fleshy, ready to seek out my
inner most areas and destroy me.

Destroy me?

And I want it.

I stroke Jake. I hold tight and
pull hard.

Jake moves his hands down. He skips
my breasts and instead presses his chest against mine. I feel the definition of
his muscle against my nipples. It
’
s
goddamn bliss right now. I just need the bottom of my bikini off and Jake
inside me.

Jake slips a hand to mine and holds
me steady.

“
Easy,
sweetie,
”
he says.
“
Try this
…”

His hand guides mine to the tip of
his erection. He makes me hold him tight. He slowly jerks back and forward,
then twists my hand.

“
Fuck,
”
he growls.
“
Yeah.
”

He lets my hand go and I stay right
there. Squeezing and twisting, feeling his cock getting thicker and harder. I
’
m sober this time and I can
’
t imagine him sticking that thing
inside me.

But then I feel his fingers rub
between my legs. He presses my bikini to my center and I jump and cry out. I
put my head back, smashing it against the door.

“
You
’
re a fucking mess,
”
he says.
“
Make more noise and we
’
ll get caught.
”

I bit my lip as Jake
’
s fingers start to pull the
center of my bikini to the side. He then thrusts at me, forcing the tip of his
cock to my pussy. I instantly go to my toes, bracing myself.

He kisses my chest.
“
It
’
s
okay, sweetie. It won
’
t
hurt like last time.
”

Hurt? Last time?

I was drunk. All I remember is
pleasure.

Jake slips his other hand to my
back and holds me steady. He knocks my hand off his cock and takes control. I
close my eyes and get ready. I feel the thickness of his cock against me. He
’
s pressing, kissing my chest,
hissing every few seconds. He opens me, my pussy throbbing, wanting to just
accept him. But this takes time. Fuck, he
’
s
thick. He
’
s perfect.

I thrust at him, needing more.

Jake places both hands to my waist
and pulls at me as he thrusts forward. He
’
s
inside me but not all the way. He pulls back and thrusts again. In a matter of
seconds, my hands are over his shoulders, scratching at his back. He
’
s fucking me against the
bathroom door. My ass hits the door with each thrust of his amazing body and
there
’
s nothing I can do to
stop it.

He fucks me good for a few minutes
before pulling out.

“
What?
”
I ask.

“
Not
here,
”
he says.
“
Too much noise.
”

I step at him, forcing his cock to
bend up, between our bodies.
“
Take
me to your bed then. I bet you haven
’
t
fucked anywhere there yet.
”

“
Other
than myself,
”
he says with
a grin.

Jake slaps my ass hard and lifts
me. My legs go around him and I feel the top of his shaft touching my tender
folds.

He opens the bathroom door and I
let out a cry.
“
What are
you doing?
”

“
Taking
a chance, sweetie. Live a little.
”

Live a little? I
’
m getting fucked by my
stepbrother. How much more do I need to live?

Jake walks me into the hallway and
down to his room. This time, he shuts and locks the door. He walks me right to the
bed and places me down on it. He
’
s
then right against me and slides deep inside me.

I crunch up and bite at his
shoulder, screaming through the wild pressure.

Jake
’
s
strong hands hold my ass. His fingers start to explore elsewhere again,
already, and his middle finger makes itself no stranger to my other hole,
thrusting at me.

I scream again, but realize Jake is
distracting me a little here.

He pulls his finger out of my ass
and then pulls back with his cock from my pussy. This time when he thrusts forward,
the pressure gives way to pleasure. Jake puts his hands to the bed, hovers over
me, and fucks me.

And fucks me.

And. Fucks. Me.

I can
’
t
remember my first orgasm from the one happening now. My body is nothing but an
endless surge of pleasure. And Jake
’
s
eyes are wide and staring down into mine. Looking in his eyes scares the hell
out of me. There
’
s
…
something
…
there. There
’
s a connection.

And it
’
s wild.

Jake comes down to my chest, his
mouth and tongue hungry for me. He pulls from my pussy and lets out a groan.

“
Not
yet,
”
he says.

I look down and watch him trail a
line of kisses. His tongue clears over and down my mound and then he
’
s tasting me. That tongue
cutting up and down, teasing my aching pussy, making my clit go wild, and
bringing me into a full blown rocking intense orgasm. His mouth engulfs me and
I arch my back.

Jake kisses back my body and goes
right for my mouth. I taste myself on his lips and tongue.

His cock presses against me again
and then slips back inside.

He groans as he sinks deep.

“
I
can
’
t take much more,
”
I say.

I feel like I
’
m going to pass out soon. Or at
the very least won
’
t be
able to walk straight for days.

“
You
’
ll have enough when I say it,
”
Jake replies.

I whimper and Jake starts to fuck
me again. But this time, it
’
s
different. He
’
s super thick
and super full. I watch him trying to hold back. Each thrust forward is hard
and thorough. I
’
m damn near
bouncing on his bed, my hands gripping the sheets tight.

Jake speeds up even more and looks
down.

“
Oh,
fuck, sweetie,
”
he says.
“
Fuck
…”

His body shakes a little and he
pounds forward at me.

I
’
ve
never felt so full and the feeling gets even more intense as he starts to come.
He
’
s spilling everywhere
inside me. The warm release mixing with my own desires. And I realize I
’
m letting Jake do this to me
without anything on him. He
’
s
just going wild in me with nothing to protect us.

I mean, yeah, I
’
m on the pill, but that doesn
’
t mean we
’
re fully protected.

My mouth opens and Jake kisses me.
He then moves his lips to my ear and groans as his cock continues to throb.

“
Don
’
t worry, sweetie,
”
he whispers,
“
there
’
s hasn
’
t
been anyone but you.
”

It
’
s
maybe the first and only romantic thing I
’
ll
ever get from Jake.

He then fucks me for another
minute, draining himself before pulling out of me.

He falls to the bed next to me.

We
’
re
out of breath.

In silence.

Together.

Something about it just seems okay.
Maybe even right.

I slowly move my hand and feel his
fingers.

He quickly moves his hand.

“
I
need a smoke.
”

He sits up and stands. He
’
s a wicked sexy guy. That
’
s for sure. Sweat glistening
against his muscles, making him look even hotter.

“
Where
are you going?
”

“
The
roof. It
’
s where I smoke.
Care to join?
”

“
I
’
m good here,
”
I say.

Jake walks to the window.

“
Wait,
are you going out there naked?
”

Jake opens the window and looks
back.
“
I have no shame,
sweetie.
”