BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) (6 page)

“
Actually,
we
’
re going to go
out for dinner,
”
my
father says.
“
I
’
ve arranged for a perfect
dinner, complete with a little news leak of the dinner. Time to start the
flashes, right?
”

I hear Jake force a laugh.
“
Whatever you say, man.
”

“
Jake,
”
Rebecca says.
“
Don
’
t say that. Thomas is very
prominent
…”

“
I
’
m not calling him Dad,
”
Jake says.

“
I
wouldn
’
t expect
that, son,
”
my
father says.
“
Why don
’
t we start with sir?
”

“
Why
don
’
t I start by
talking your daughter off the ledge you put her on?
”

I gasped and fall against the wall.
I shouldn
’
t be so turned on
but I can
’
t help it. Jake
is a total dick, but he
’
s
kind of sticking up for me.

“
Well,
have a good night,
”
my father says.
“
Tell
Jade I love her. That we
’
ll
talk tomorrow. Maybe she and I can grab a brunch.
”

There
’
s
no response other than the sound of feet on the floor. I hurry and duck back
into the library. A room full of old pages, old wood, and a ladder that wheels
across the floor to ceiling shelves. I don
’
t
remember a time anyone ever used this room. Just more prestige for my father
’
s image.

I hear footsteps closing in on the
room. I hurry and turn, putting my fingertips to a table. I think I should be
crying, but there
’
s no
tears. I have nothing right now. I
’
m
too confused to care to cry.

“
Jade
…”

It
’
s
his
voice. I stiffen and can sense him right there in the doorway.

I slowly look over my shoulder.
“
What do you want?
”

“
I
’
m checking on you.
”

“
I
heard. I
’
m fine. Your job
is done. Go.
”

“
I
doubt that,
”
Jake says and
steps into the room. He shuts the door behind him. He pulls out a cigarette and
puts it between his lips.

“
Are
you fucking kidding me right now?
”
I ask.
“
A room full of
books and you want to smoke? Plus, my father and the maids will smell it. You
won
’
t get more than two
drags
…”

“
Then
I better make them count,
”
he says.

So damn cocky.

Jake takes out a lighter and when
it
’
s an inch from the
cigarette, I let out a groan.

“
He
got married on vacation,
”
I
say.
“
Without warning.
Without telling me. Without
…
anything
…”

Jake sighs. He puts the lighter
away. He takes the smoke from his lips and puts that away too.
“
Is it that bad?
”

“
I
slept with my stepbrother,
”
I whisper.
“
That
’
s
…”

Jake smirks.
“
First, who the fuck cares? We
’
re adults. We
’
re not related at all. We never
will be. Fuck it. And second, I fucked you before our parents got married. I
had no idea they were dating or fucking or whatever.
”

I cringe at the thought of my
father
fucking
someone.

“
So
you didn
’
t know they were
getting married? Or that they were married?
”

Jake hesitates a little. He looks
away.
“
I didn
’
t know they were
whatever
.
”

“
You
knew they were married?
”

“
Rebecca
…”

“
Your
mother
…”

“
Don
’
t fucking put your nose where it
doesn
’
t belong, sweetie,
”
Jake growls.
“
Rebecca told me
…”

That
’
s
all I need to hear.

Jake still has his head turned. I
walk up to him and slap him across the face. The sound of the smack
reverberates throughout the library.

Jake looks at me, fire in his eyes.
He storms at me. I try to hurry back but slam into the table. But he doesn
’
t stop. His body touches mine,
pressing hard against mine.

He stares down at me.

“
How
did that fucking feel?
”
he
asks.

“
The
truth? Good.
”

“
You
regret letting me fuck you?
”

“
If
I remember right, I was on top of you.
”

“
Who
the fuck put you there, sweetie?
”

My jaw drops.
“
I
…”

“
And
who the fuck held you there? Guiding that tight pussy up and down my cock. Feeling
every inch of my body. Working with your desire as I made you come so fucking
hard you couldn
’
t breathe.
Let me ask you, can you breathe right now?
”

His mouth is an inch from mine. No
man has ever looked at me like this before. No man has ever put me in this kind
of position before. I don
’
t
know how to handle myself. I can
’
t
kiss him. No way in hell. He
’
s
…
well, he
’
s my stepbrother. It would be wrong. So fucking
wrong.

“
Cat
got your tongue?
”
he asks.

“
Get
the fuck away from me,
”
I
say.
“
You
’
re disgusting.
”

Jake actually listens and backs up
an inch. I think, for a second, maybe he
’
s
being normal right now. But he reaches down and cups his
stuff
.

“
No,
sweetie, I
’
m not
disgusting. You are. With the thoughts in your mind right now. And you want it.
So bad. Plus, I just went bat for you.
”

“
I
hate you, Jake.
”

“
I
know. You
’
ll never stop
hating me. But you
’
ll never
stop wanting me either. I
’
m
the greatest temptation you now, sweetie. And right now, you need to pay me
back.
”

“
Pay
you back? For what?
”

“
For
helping you. Making up that story. I wonder what the great Thomas would have
done if he found out his little princess was at an open mic night. If she was
watching her stepbrother fuck another woman.
”

“
I
didn
’
t know
…”

“
Doesn
’
t matter. You were there. I
stuck up for you. Now you own me one.
”

I sigh.
“
What, Jake? What do you want?
”

He pulls at his zipper and grins.
“
Just a quick hand job.
”

I push back and put my hands up. I
act like Jake is ugly or something, but I cannot imagine touching him right
now. Maybe not never. Well, yeah, I can imagine it, but I can
’
t do it. Not right now. We
’
re
…

“
I
feel sick,
”
I whisper.

“
No
you don
’
t.
”

“
Yes,
I do. My father just came back from vacation with a wife. And she
’
s someone I used to look up to.
And she has a son that I had sex with. It
’
s
…”

“
Give
it up, sweetie,
”
Jake says.
“
Stop looking so much into
it. This is reality. It
’
s
our reality.
”

“
I
’
m not touching you.
”
I move away from Jake and eye
the door.
“
I
’
m not
…
anything.
”

“
Thanks,
”
Jake calls out.
“
Fucking prude.
”

I stop and look back at him. He
turns and I see the bulge in his jeans. It
’
s
impossible to be that big, but it is. He takes out his smoke and lights it.

He
’
s
disgusting. He
’
s fucking
filthy. And he
’
s my new
stepbrother.
And I want him.

7.

(Jake)

I stand in
the perfect
bathroom and won
’
t look in
the mirror. I can
’
t
remember the last time I jerked off. What, when I was a teenager? But here I
am, standing over a sink, ready to blow my load. My hand racing up and down my
shaft, squeezing tight, trying to think of anything that
’
ll make this process speed up.

I try to think of the nastiest
things I
’
ve done. Women
with huge fake tits. Crazy threesomes. Hell, the one time I had three chicks at
once go down on me and take turns, working hard to see who
’
d be the one to get the first
shot of my cum.

But it doesn
’
t work.

None of it works.

Not until I think of Jade.

At that damn party. Looking at her
and being drunk enough to just go after her. She
’
s
completely untouchable and always had been. But I got her. I figured it was a
one fuck deal, my specialty. But now everything that makes it wrong makes me
want it more. I want to fucking destroy the new romance image between my mother
and Thomas. Even aside from that, Jade is just fucking beautiful. Everything
she wears, everything she does, she doesn
’
t
have to try. That
’
s what
makes it worse. She
’
s not
the type that struts her shit around to tease me. She just has it all. And my
memory has it all locked away. Not the way I want though. I was so drunk and
high the night we fucked, it comes in chunks of time.

But I can taste her. Her body, her
mouth, her sweet and achy pussy. My fingers twitch at the thought of the nub of
her clit. How eager she had been. How loyal she had been to my touch, not
stopping me once. Christ, I could have lifted her off my cock and gently pulled
her down on my cock with her other hole. She wouldn
’
t have stopped me. She would have screamed louder
for me.

My hand moves faster. I grit my
teeth and feel the rush between my legs. My balls are tightening, ready to go.

Fuck, I told her I was the one in
complete control. Fuck that. I simply guided her that night. I held her hips,
her ass, her waist, keeping her balanced and steady. It was her hips that
rocked and fucked. It was her pussy that clenched tight around my shaft and
left me doing everything I could to not shoot my load too early.

Fuck her. Goddamn
…
fuck her
…

I grit my teeth and look down at my
hand and cock. I
’
m going
wild. I can
’
t stop now. I
picture Jade
’
s hand around
my dick, stroking me. Her sweet and perfect mouth, those thin lips inch over my
tip.

“
Fuck,
”
I whisper.

I groan and let go. The rush starts
and doesn
’
t stop. I hold
tight at the root of my dick, pumping hard and fast, letting loose into the
sink. Throb after throb, I start to fill the sink. I haven
’
t fucking came since the night I
fucked Jade. For some people, it
’
s
not a lot of time, but for me, it
’
s
a lifetime. I don
’
t go days
or weeks without fucking. Sex is like a good drug for me and I
’
m without it and I
’
m not going to get over the addiction.
I want it. I need it.

And I don
’
t want to spill my loads into a bathroom sink like
some kind of loser. That
’
s
not who I am. That
’
s not
who I
’
ll ever be.

When I finish, I tuck my cock away.
I turn on the water and watch all the little Jake
’
s
wash away down the drain. I look around the bathroom and have an urge to take a
sledgehammer to the walls. I fucking hate this place. I fucking hate the
situation. I hate it all.

I put a smoke between my lips and
open the bathroom door.

My mother and Thomas are standing
there. His arm around her waist.

“
Jesus
Christ,
”
I say.

“
Son,
not in this house,
”
Thomas
says.

I think it
’
s me taking the Lord
’
s
name in vain, but he reaches forward and plucks the cigarette from my mouth.
With one punch, I could lay this asshole out.

“
Are
you settled yet?
”
my mother
asks.

“
Settled?
You mean in the processed room and process family and process life you want me
to be part of?
”

“
Nothing
is processed, son,
”
Thomas
says.
“
It
’
s us getting to know each other.
And to protect our new family.
”

“
Protect?
Weren
’
t you the one who
wanted to get spotted together?
”

“
Indeed,
”
Thomas says.
“
And my team feels it
’
s best for the four of us to be
together right now. So it shows us as a family.
”

I grit my teeth. I can see his
angle. It
’
s been talked
about and written about damn near everywhere. How his wife left him and his
daughter when Jade was young. How he scoured the world looking for the perfect
wife and found it in my mother. How my mother had been raising a troubled son
all alone. But now we were all a big happy fucking family.

“
This
is good for all of us,
”
my
mother says.

“
Now,
will you go get Jade for us? It
’
s
time for a family dinner.
”
Thomas nods and smiles. He
’
s
as fake as they come.

“
Family
dinner?
”
I ask.

“
Yes,
”
Thomas says.
“
It
’
s
good for us to get to know each other.
”

I smile.
Get to know each other?
If only Thomas knew what I knew about his precious daughter. How she
moaned. How she bit her lip. How hard she came.

“
Please
be downstairs in thirty minutes,
”
Thomas says.

“
Can
I speak to my mother in private?
”
I ask. I can
’
t believe I
have to ask permission for this shit.

Thomas nods and steps away.

“
It
’
s okay,
”
my mother whispers. She smiles at Thomas and waits
for him to go away.

“
This
is what you want,
”
I say.
“
This fake fucking life.
”

“
What
do you want me to say?
”
she
asks.
“
I
’
m happy for once.
”

“
So
I lose everything?
”

“
You
didn
’
t lose anything, Jake.
Thomas made a suggestion that
’
s
wise. You
’
re too young to
have so much money.
”

“
So
it
’
s all cut off then.
”

“
No.
Just temporarily held. Until we figure everything else out. You can
’
t live in that crappy apartment
anymore. It
’
s not right.
That
’
s why you
’
re staying here for now.
”

“
That
apartment was mine,
”
I
growl.
“
I work and pay for
it.
”

“
You
don
’
t work,
”
my mother says.

I take the words with offense. My
mother knows nothing about me.

“
It
’
s not against you,
”
she says.
“
It
’
s
really not. But you can
’
t
be running around town, taking your frustrations out like some rich kid. I
’
m sorry, Jake. That
’
s not how it works anymore. This
is good for all of us. I really think Jade can balance you out, too. She
’
s a smart girl. She plays piano.
”

“
I
wonder if she drinks,
”
I
say.

My mother sucks in a breath.
“
You can
’
t hold the past against me forever, Jake.
”

“
Then
give me my money and let me go. Make up some bullshit story. That I transferred
schools or something. I don
’
t
want this fucking mess.
”

“
You
have to stop cursing like that.
”

“
Fuck.
That.
”
I pull out a smoke
and stick it between my lips.

“
And
smoking
…”

“
Fuck.
That.
”
I repeat the words
with smoke between my lips. I take out a lighter but don
’
t like the smoke yet.

My mother
’
s eyes fill with tears.
“
I only even wanted what was best.
”

“
You
tried so hard,
”
I say.
“
So fucking hard, Rebecca. I hope
this one pays off for you. You know, pays well when shit hits the fan.
”

“
Please
go get Jade and come downstairs.
”

My mother turns and walks away. I
walk down the hall and feel like I
’
m
in a hotel or museum. It
’
s
all so fake. This is my new place, too. I
’
m
forced to live here, forced to have a bedroom right next to Jade
’
s. My trust fund cut the fuck
off at the suggestion of Thomas. To get me to live here and learn some respect.
The only thing in this house I respect is Jade
’
s
sweet and delicious pussy.

And I want more of it.

I get to Jade
’
s door and knock. I can
’
t believe when I put the lighter
and smoke away. I know she hates it.
Why the fuck do I care?

The door opens and Jade is standing
there like a goddamn wet dream. I mean, literally wet. And looking like a
dream. A pair of blue jeans, a tight white spaghetti strap top that hugged her
perfect chest
…
well
…
perfectly. God, her fucking
tits are just right. The size of my hands. Enough for my mouth to taste. Not
too big making them too bouncy. Just fucking right. And her fucking nipples are
hard right now. Her hair is up in a towel. She just got out of the shower.

I
’
m
hard as a rock. I really need that fucking smoke right now to calm me down.

“
What
do you want?
”
Jade asks me.

“
Nothing,
”
I say.
“
Our parents want a family dinner.
”

“
Do
not say
our parents
. They are not that, at all. That
’
s gross.
”

“
Why?
Because you keep thinking about fucking me?
”

“
Get
over yourself, Jake. We
’
ve
been here how long now? A week? And nothing
’
s
happened.
”

“
Then
why are your nipples so hard right now?
”
I ask.

I don
’
t
care. I have no remorse. I just have fucking needs. And they
’
re burning red hot. And that
’
s after I just tossed a load
into the bathroom sink and washed it away.

Jade
’
s
cheeks turn red and she covers her chest.

“
Come
on,
”
I say.
“
Let me see. It won
’
t be the first. Or the last. You
know that, right?
”

“
Fuck
off. I
’
ll be down in a few
minutes.
”

She slams the door in my face. I
take a deep breath and inhale the sweet, warm scent of her soap and shampoo. I
make fists and put my head back.

I need
…
something. I fucking need Jade. Maybe just one
more time.

Yeah, right.