Filthy (A Stepbrother Romance) #1 (5 page)

              I avoided her like the plague, forcing myself to work out and hang out with Nick and Mandy more often. I escaped the house everyday before she woke, and I didn’t come home until I was sure she was asleep. There was no other way to handle the almost daily hard on I had. It was either that or fuck her into submission. I could easily do it. A pair of handcuffs, a nice sturdy bed post. Yeah she would come harder than she ever had.

              “Fuck me harder.” Mandy bit at my neck as I slammed into her repeatedly. Mandy could handle the dirty side of me, the side of me that most couldn’t. Gritting my teeth, I focused all my attention on her pussy, the way it clenched around me. She was nothing like Mia; she was better, so much fucking better.

              “Mia,” I growled into her throat releasing my hot semen into her. I could tell the moment she heard Mia’s name instead of hers because she pushed against my chest, forcing me to release the hold I had on her.

              “Mia? Do I look like your stepsister? Are you fucking kidding me, Talon?” Mandy flipped her hair at me and pulled her skirt down and shirt up, covering her huge tits. I wanted to feel bad, I truly did.

              I didn’t even respond because truthfully what could I say. Oh I just climaxed thinking about another girl while I was inside of you, sorry? No. I just let the pieces fall wherever. Instead I offered her a shrug, fixed myself, and walked away. I wasn’t even five feet out of the secret closet that Mandy and I met up in when I heard Matt’s voice followed my Mia’s.

              “The party is tomorrow night, and I know Talon will be there but if you want to go with me I can always pick you up... at say seven?” I hid against the wall, praying they wouldn’t come around the corner. I waited for Mia to answer him. After how hard to get she played the other night, I was going to be pissed if she took him up on his offer. Then again what did I have to offer except a nice hard fuck and a life time of heartache? It was for the best if she said yes.

              “That sounds great. I look forward to it,” she responded, and my heart plummeted to the floor. Life with Mia was like being on a constant rollercoaster. You never knew when you were up or down, or where the next turn would take you. You just yearned for the moments when your stomach would fill with butterflies as the unknown settled upon you.

              She was right, I had no reason to share my past and my mother’s death with her, but I wanted too. I wanted it to be her, because I felt something for her like I never had anyone before. She knew it too, because when she told me she couldn’t handle hearing it she all but opened up the door to her heart.

              I had a set of keys to her heart, I just needed to find the right lock that they belonged to. I stood in that hallway for a long moment, and when I heard footfalls coming around the corner I still stood there.

              Matt appeared, a flash of fear forming in his eyes. That’s right, prick, you should be afraid, very fucking afraid. Her pussy was mine. Her body mine. I would possess and own her one day soon enough, and one date with this fucker didn’t mean he was getting one fucking taste of her.

              “If I find out you touch her, smell her, or even try and kiss her, I will rip your fucking balls off and shove them down your throat.” I didn’t mince my words. I had no reason to when it came to her. It was like I was another person when I thought of someone else being with her.

              Matt came to a halt a few feet from me, the words I had just spoken being the only thing that separated us.

              “I won’t do anything that Mia doesn’t want me to. I don’t get what your hard on is with her and I going out. I’m your friend, dude. I know she’s your sister and all, but I’m not some fucking rapist creep.” Matt didn’t seem afraid as he spoke, and I couldn’t tell him that it wasn’t about her being my sister that made it bother me without giving away the fact that I was falling for her and I hadn’t even fucked her yet.

              “I know, dude, I’m just making sure. I got to watch her back, there’s a lot of assholes like me around here.” I smirked putting the attention onto something else. I couldn’t have him looking at me with questions that I refused to answer.

              “Good. I’ll take care of her.” He winked and slammed his hand onto my shoulder. I nodded and watched him walk the rest of the way down the hall turning near the stairwell.

              Fucking-A. That’s exactly what I was afraid of. Of her finding someone better than me and realizing just how big of a fuck up I truly was. I had nothing to give her as the person I was, and maybe I just needed to give up and face the facts.

              Maybe I wasn’t Talon fuckin’ Reed anymore. Maybe I was just Talon Reed, and that’s the man Mia needed me to be. I didn’t know, and I didn’t think I would ever know.

              Mia would never give me the chance to find out.

              I curled my hair and applied my dark red lipstick just as Matt got here, the beep of his car horn reminding me that I needed to get my ass moving. I pulled on my brown boots, tucking my blue jeans into them. I went simple because I knew it was going to be way too cold to wear a mini skirt like most of the girls would. I smiled like I was happy as Matt came to the door and knocked. He placed a kiss against my cheek and told me how pretty I looked.

              I knew Matt was the safer choice, though. I knew choosing to go on a date with him would get Talon to leave me alone, it would force him to keep his distance, and it would give me the space I needed to not make a dumb choice.

              “Did I tell you what Talon said to me the other day?” Matt asked, backing out of the driveway. I had to hide the shock from my face, so I turned and looked out the window at the passing scenery.

              “I don’t think so.” I smiled, or at least tried to. My stomach hurt like someone had kicked me in it. I knew seeing him or hearing his name would just cause my body to react in the worst way. Anxiety wasn’t something I really wanted to be dealing with tonight.

              “Well…” He laughed deeply. It was a happy laugh, and a smile pulled at his lips. He was handsome in an all-American boy looking way. He would make some girl around here really happy one day. “He all but told me if I do anything to hurt you that he will rip my balls off and shove them down my throat,” he continued.

              “Wow, that’s ummm, violent?” I stumbled over my words, a bit taken back by the fact that Talon had cared enough to speak to Matt about our date. It was strangely nice and strangely odd.

              “I know, right. So if he asks anything, please tell him it went great and I didn’t hurt you because I really like where my balls are on my body right now.” Matt turned to me, his eyes focusing on my lips for a moment before coming up to my eyes. I stared at him a bit in awe that someone so gentleman like could be friends with an asshole like Talon.

              Matt was the complete opposite of Talon. Matt was stocky and had curly brown hair. His teeth were straight, and his eyes were a watered-down blue in comparison to Talon’s. They couldn’t be anymore unalike. God. I needed to stop comparing them to one another and be thankful for the fact that Matt had asked me out tonight. At least I wouldn’t be spending another night in my bedroom alone.

              I smiled. “I’ll be sure to tell him nothing happened. After all, he doesn’t need to worry about anything. You seem like a good guy.”

              Matt winked and said, “Yeah, a lot of people ask me how I can be friends with Talon and not be a complete dick.” I tilted my head at his comment. That was actually a question I should be asking.

              “Well how do you do it?” I laughed, my hand rubbing down my pants. I was nervous and sweating. I had nothing to be worried about, but still I felt that distinct build of anxiety forming.

              “Talon took me in when I had no one. I was raised to treat women right. Just because I hang out with someone doesn’t mean that I have to pick up there shitty traits. Right?” Matt asked as he pulled us into the local McDonald’s.

“Yeah I guess, but are we not a reflection of those we spend the most time with?” I didn’t know why I asked the question. Maybe I wanted to stump him? Catch him in some sort of lie? Find a way to taint his perfection.

“Sometimes, but I feel I’m better than Talon could ever be; no offense since he is your brother and all.” A shudder worked down my spine.

“None taken,” I reassured him.

The conversation seemed to end there. We headed through the drive thru so we could get to the party sooner. I was cool with going to a low-key place because I wasn’t one for the attention. Matt ordered our food and paid for it, and then we headed out to the field party.

The roads were shitty, mud and gravel covered as we pulled off the main highway and out toward Donovan’s house.

“Can I tell you something?” Matt sighed, his grip on the steering wheel tight. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what his question was, but I nodded my head yes, swallowing past the ball that had formed in my throat.

“I think Talon has a thing for you, and I think that’s why he’s so against us trying to go out.” Tension released from him, and I got what was bothering him immediately.

“Talon doesn’t have a chance in hell. Plus no, it’s just, no. Okay?” I shook my head, lying my way through the entire answer and secretly praying that he didn’t catch me doing so.

“Good.” He reached over placing his hand on top of mine. I looked down at his hand, realizing that his touch didn’t set my body on fire or cause my heart rate to skyrocket. My attention lifted to his as soon as he cleared his throat.

“Is this okay, because if its not then I can…”

“No. It’s fine.” I gripped his hand tightly before he could pull away from me. I needed someone’s touch right now, even if it wasn’t the man’s touch that I wanted most. The smile he gave me in response would’ve made any other girl’s dreams. I just didn’t have the heart to tell Matt yet that it wasn’t him and that it never would be.

We held hands the entire way out to the field. There were no words said after he asked me about Talon’s feelings toward me and mine toward him. I was under the impression that he was afraid to lose me to him, and he should be. I wasn’t going to tell Talon he had a chance. He would throw a party and do something far more reckless than he normally did.

Matt watched me out of the corner of his eye as we pulled into the field. A house the size of a mansion set off in the distance. I didn’t know who this Donovan guy was, but by the looks of it his parents had a lot of money.

“You look surprised.” Matt observed.

“I’ve just never heard of this guy. I had no idea that there were so many millionaire families in the Central Heights area,” I replied. The grass in the field was long, and the barn off to the right of where we parked seemed to already be housing quite a few people. A huge pile of branches and pallets were in the center of the field. I had never been to one of these things, but I was kind of excited.

“There aren’t really a lot of people that have money around here, it’s more so based off of who you know.” Matt seemed saddened when he spoke. I didn’t understand what the problem was, but I felt the need to apologize for hurting him if I really had.

“I didn’t mean to say something or bring something up if…”

“No. You didn’t do anything. It’s just hard when you’re less than cool in comparison to the others around here. That’s all. Money talks in a town like this.” Matt’s confession rung true. Someone like Talon only hung with those that held the same status as him. Matt and I were the outsiders in all of this.

“Come on. Let’s have some fun and forget about life for a few hours.” I smiled and it was a genuine one. I felt butterflies flutter around in my belly as we both got out of the car and headed toward the barn.

Then my eyes landed on his and everything came crashing down on me. Talon was here, and even worse than that he was alone. There was a determination in his eyes that scared me into place.

Suddenly I just wanted to go back to the car.

              I never claimed to be a nice guy; a guy that cared for anything other than a little fun. I wasn’t out to find love or share my dark secrets. No one wanted to know that shit. Not really at least.

All I could feel as she got out of the car with him was the urge to reach out and shake her. To ask her why I wasn’t good enough, even when I knew the answer all on my own. I just wanted her to say it out loud. To remind me with her own voice why I shouldn’t try, because the need to try was almost overpowering me.

“Dude!” Matt greeted me with a fist bump, and I almost didn’t greet him the same way, my eyes only on Mia. She had her hair up in a high ponytail, small ringlets of curls formed at the end of her hair. I loved that she went casual with a gray sweatshirt, a pair of blue jeans, and brown boots. She looked like she belonged here, in this environment. The sky behind her was an array of colors blending from orange to blue. I wanted to capture the moment with a camera but couldn’t so instead I stared at her.

“Talon?” My name came from her mouth with a purr. My cock grew hard, and my body begged me to possess her as my own.

“Ahhh, yes. What’s up?” I snapped out of my own mind. I had to stop thinking about it. About her and the fact that she was here with him and that it wouldn’t be me holding her hand tonight or introducing her to all my friends. I would be standing here, drink in hand, doing nothing but watching. All because that’s the only thing I could do.

“Nothing. We just got here. I was going to ask you where the drinks were,” Matt questioned, his eyes never leaving Mia’s body. My eyes shot down to where their hands were connected.

Fucker. A deep-rooted jealously spread throughout my body like a wild fire. I wanted to punch the guy, to tell him she was mine. Again I held off though. She wasn’t mine, and that was a hard fucking pill to swallow for a man like me.

I pointed to the entrance to the barn. “Head right inside. There are coolers full of beer and wine coolers.” He muttered a thank you and headed off toward the barn leaving Mia with me for a second.

“I’m surprised to see you alone tonight.” She kicked at the dirt, her eyes couldn’t even meet mine. Had I really pushed us apart so much so that she couldn’t even look me in the eyes?

“I don’t always have to have someone with me.” That was a lie because I almost always came with someone and left with a different girl. It’s just how I rolled...until Mia came barreling into my life.

“While, that’s surprising… I mean have you seen yourself. I’m sure someone will be taking their panties off to get with you by the end of the night.” She finally looked up, her nose wrinkled as she spoke, and it was so cute that I almost didn’t hear what she said.

“I don’t think…” I didn’t get to finish my sentence because Matt decided right at that moment to come back, a wine cooler and beer in hand. He handed one to Mia opening it for her like the true gentleman he was. She took it with a smile and only seemed a tiny bit uncomfortable with both of us being so close to her. I needed to get away from her before I did something crazy.

“I’m going to go over to the barn, get the music set up, and have a drink or two.” I rubbed at the muscles at the back of my neck. I had so much stress since Mia came along. Sex didn’t help. Working out didn’t help. I was hoping a little liquid courage would.

“Alright, we will see you around.” Matt grabbed Mia’s hand and guided her away from me, the rift between us growing more and more. I could tell she wanted to say something but the moment seemed to pass her by. Instead she gave into Matt and walked away, not even another passing glance over her shoulder.

I’m such as pussy.

That was the only thing I could think. I headed back toward the barn where everyone else seemed to be gathering. Donovan and his groupies were all there. I had liked Donovan, hung out with him often, and even came to a few of his parties. But now that I had started spending more time with Mia, I was taking notice of all the assholes that were in my life.

“Your sister is fucking hot.” Donovan was acting like he was congratulating me. I wanted to say as if I didn’t have eyes and couldn’t see that for myself. He placed a beer in my hand. I couldn’t help but see the challenge in his eyes. I should’ve known bringing Mia here was a bad idea. I needed to shut this shit down.

“She’s off limits, D. She’s pure, and I don’t want you fucking with her emotions.” I was a little bit more defensive than needed, but I wanted to get my point across to him. I took a swig from my beer letting him digest what I had just said.

“Whoa. Hold up. Are you protective of her or something? You know I’m not going to actually hurt her. I would obviously tell her all that I was about…” Donovan snickered to a couple of his buddies behind him. My fists clenched automatically. Was I going to bust the fuck out of his face and get myself removed from this party? It was starting to seem that way.

“She’s better than that, D.” I pushed into his chest. I was bigger than him at least by a good two inches. I had about thirty pounds of muscle on him. I could knock his ass out. There was no saying what his friends would do though.

Donovan snorted out in laughter, his head tilting back as if I had told him a hilarious joke. I squeezed the bottle tightly in my hand.

“I gotcha, man. I do. I won’t try shit.” He slapped me on the back as if we were best buds or something. I shrugged his hand off my shoulder.

“You better because if something happens to her and it has anything to do with you, I’ll know where to come looking,” I scoffed, turning away, and not even giving him the chance to respond. I didn’t have time for bullshit people like him. One warning is all he would get, and if he fucked with her—fucked with what was mine— then I would do whatever I needed to do to end him.

“I was fucking with you.” Donovan tried to start as I walked a,ay. I heard what he said but knew it was a lie. I chugged the rest of my beer and threw the bottle over my shoulder. I don’t even know why I fucking came here.

Mia.
Her name always found its way into my thoughts, the image of her body and the way her hips swayed when she walked into my memory. She had burrowed in under my skin, taking the pieces of who I was and replacing them with better ones. I wasn’t a good person, or even a decent man until she came along. Hell I was a ways off from being someone worth her time, but I could make the craving to claim her go away. I wasn’t in love with her, but I could be. I was scared of the emotions she brought out in me.

I could hear her sweet laugh calling out to me as I headed out of the barn. My eyes locked on hers as soon as I came in to sight. She looked happy, her eyes sparkled in the sunlight and I got why so many people wanted her, because I wanted her for the same reasons.

She was a delicate being that had the power to bring me to my knees and to my knees she would. I was falling for her, and I wasn’t even sorry for doing so.

Mia Weston owned me.