Romance: Untamed Stepbrother (6 page)

She looked herself over and rubbed her stomach. She had just found out she was pregnant but still did not know who the father was. Adrian was the likely person but with the thought of sleeping with Lance still fresh in her mind, she found it hard to concentrate. Her baby bump was on the verge of showing obviously and she would not be able to hide it much longer. She worried what Adrian would do if he found out. Even worse, she worried what he would do if he found out that Lance was the father.

After she waited for Adrian’s voice to calm, she heard him hang up his phone before heading back into the cabin. She plopped herself next to him playfully, trying to take her mind off her worries.

“You’re in a good mood,” Adrian said in his suave British accent.

“What makes you say that,” she asked trying to keep her apparent glow hidden.

“I am not sure,” he replied. “There is just something different about you lately that makes me feel so happy to be around you. You have been so upbeat lately.”

“Oh that,” she said. “I-I’ve been doing yoga recently. It does wonders for your mind and body.”

“I’ve heard about that,” he said excitedly and turned to face her with his leg tucked under him. “I hear it makes you much more limber as well.”

“Oh you,” she replied as she noticed his devilish grin. “Is that all you ever think about?”

“I can’t help it,” he said, as he looked her over from head to toe. “You have a way with me that I can’t explain. I feel I could never say no to you.”

“Is that so,” she asked grinning big as she climbed on top of him in a straddling position. “Would you then by me a pony?”

“If you say please,” he said as he grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed.

The feeling of his strong hands on her skin began sending erotic signals throughout her body. She leaned down and kissed him passionately as he held her tight. Her tongue caressed his softly and made his pants tight. She could feel his shaft getting hard underneath her as she straddled him. Christa slowly slid down his body until she was kneeling on the floor. Adrian looked down at her and smiled as she unbuckled his belt. She bit his zipper with her teeth and pulled it down while she made a small growling noise.

She pulled his slacks down and took them off. Opening his legs, she gently caressed around his groin muscles with her soft hands. She saw that his cock slowly stood erect before her and she grabbed it with her left hand. Gently rubbing it up and down, Adrian moaned softly. She leaned in and licked the tip, putting pressure on its hole with her tongue. He squirmed slightly as the pleasure shot through him. She pulled his shaft down slightly and slid it into her mouth.

As she took him deep into her throat, she could feel him throb. She cupped his soft sac with her hand and bobbed her head up and down on his hard cock. The feeling of her soft hand on him while she took him in deep drove him crazy. As she continued to tease him, he grew impatient, gripped her hair with his right hand, and pushed her head down onto his shaft.

Christa felt a moment of fear as her head was forced down onto his cock. She felt it stretch her throat and it became hard for her to breathe. She looked up at him and saw that there was no malice in his eyes. She relaxed her muscles and allowed him to go as deep as he wanted. The slight feeling of choking made her more aroused as she felt him slide all the way inside her. She wriggled her tongue around as he was inside, taking him closer to orgasm. He suddenly pulled out and she took a big breathe of air. Adrian stood up and pulled her up with him. He bent her over the back of the chair he sat in and widened her stance. He pulled his right hand back and spanked her hard from behind.

She felt a sharp sting flow through her as she leaned over the soft padding of the chair in front of her. The tingle she felt just after the pain stopped was her favorite part. He reached back and spanked her again on her other cheek. She gasped as the sting traveled through her, down to her pussy. She could feel it getting very wet with every spank she received. He left two equal sized handprints on her soft white skin, one for each side. Her skin throbbed and the tingle made her very aroused.

Adrian spanked her several more times, causing her ass to become red and swollen. Christa loved the feeling she felt as his hand came down on her. He rubbed her ass softly and sent sharp, tingling feelings through her body. She turned back to look at him and she smiled mischievously. He pulled her up from her leaning position and turned the chair around. He sat her down in it and spread her legs open. He pulled her ass as close to the edge of the seat cushion as he could without her falling off.

Christa opened her legs wide, doing a perfect split. He looked at her and smiled, knowing it must be her yoga. He kissed down her body before kneeling on the floor in front of her. He gently rubbed his cock as he slid his tongue in between her wet pussy lips. She gasped and moaned loudly as his tongue found her clit. He swirled it around and sucked on it, teasing her. She pushed her hips upward and grabbed his hair with both over her hands. The pleasure she felt was so immense, it began make her spasm involuntarily. Just before she climaxed, Adrian backed off.

She sat in the chair confused until he leaned downward with his hip and slid his large cock into her tight wet hole. She felt his shaft stretching her insides as he slid in deep. She felt her eyes roll back as the pleasure she received from his cock moving past her g-spot increased. He pulled out almost all the way before sliding it back in fast, making Christa moan loudly. She reached behind her and gripped the back cushion of the chair with both hands as he thrust in deep and fast.

Adrian pumped his hips into hers as his shaft slid all the way into Christa. He grabbed her legs and pulled himself into her as his movements quickened. As his cock slid into her faster and faster, she could feel her orgasm building up. Almost ready to climax, he again backed off. She grew frustrated but also loved how he liked to prolong her pleasure. She pushed him away and stood up. Switching positions, she pushed him into the chair and straddled him again.  This time, she reached down behind her and guided his cock into her pussy.

She sat down all the way, taking him completely inside her. He moaned softly as he slid deep into her wet pussy. She could feel him throbbing inside and began moving her hips up and down. As his shaft slid in and out of her slit, Adrian reached around her and grabbed her ass. He squeezed so hard that Christa yelled out in pleasure. She could feel her climax on the verge of releasing as his cock pushed against her g-spot with every downward movement of her hips.

She felt his hands squeeze her ass hard as he came into her. Feeling his strong hands against her skin and the feeling of his orgasm, throbbing into her, Christa climaxed. Wave after wave of ecstasy flowed through her like strong spring storm. Little bits of pleasure shooting like lightning through her body, causing her to spasm. Adrian leaned up and held her while still inside her throbbing. She held him close as her body continued to calm.

She walked slowly towards the cockpit, as the sound of the man’s voice grew louder. She started making out words, as she grew closer to the closed door. She leaned her head against the door to hear better.

“No, not yet,” the voice of Gerald the pilot said. “We are just crossing the Alps. We will arrive in another couple of hours.”

Who could he be talking to,
she thought to herself.

“The clients are getting restless,” another voice could be heard. It sounded like Gerald was talking on a cell phone.

“I understand sir but we made an unscheduled stop,” Gerald replied. “The boss has his girlfriend on board.”

“And who is supposed to keep him on track so the cargo can be delivered on time,” the voice on the phone asked rhetorically.

“I understand sir,” Gerald replied. “There was nothing I could do.”

“Make sure it doesn’t happen again,” the voice said. “Not only do our clients want their product but you remember what happened to the girls the last time they were kept in the cargo hold for too long.”

“I remember sir,” Gerald said. “They died and the Sheik was very unhappy.

“Yes, not to mention the headache of cleaning it up and keeping it hidden,” the voice responded. “You remind your boss that he has a specific schedule that he must follow or his business plans will fall through.”

“Yes sir,” Gerald said defeated. “I will contact you as soon as we land.”

Christa could not believe what she had just heard. From what she pieced together, the pilot had been trafficking young girls inside the plane and smuggling them into other countries to be sold. What was worse, Adrian seemed to be part of it all. Christa felt her stomach churn and she almost vomited on the spot but the sound of the cockpit door opening made her straighten up.

“Miss Christa,” Gerald said in his South America accent. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine Gerald,” she replied, fighting off her urge to puke.

“Did you need something Miss Christa,” he asked suspiciously. He seemed visibly worried she had heard his conversation.

“No Gerald, I’m fine,” she replied. “I just came to ask you about the turbulence earlier. Adrian was a little upset we didn’t avoid it.”

“Oh that,” he said. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t go around it this time.”

“Okay no problem,” she said nervously. “I’ll just let him know.”

Christa turned around and made her way to the bathroom as Gerald closed the cockpit door. He picked up his satellite phone and redialed the number he used before.

“It’s me,” he said into the phone. “We have a problem. The boss’s girlfriend knows. What should I do?”

“Nothing for now,” the voice on the other side of the call said. “We will have to arrange a disappearing act for her. Let me ask you, how does she look?”

“She is very attractive sir,” Gerald replied.

“Then we may salvage this situation yet,” the voice said. “I will prepare for her arrival with the next shipment. Do not allow any delays next time.

“Yes sir,” Gerald replied.

Christa felt sick. She looked into the mirror and asked herself how she could get involved with someone like Adrian. She felt foolish and betrayed. She thought about how she could possibly be carrying the baby of a human trafficker and it made her even sicker. She prayed that it was Lance’s child. No knowing what to do next, she decided to act natural. She worried what might happen to her if they knew that she was aware.

Not filling Lance in on the situation, Christa pretended to be interested in seeing him again. Lance was surprised and excited to see her again. He sent a car for her that took her to his estate. After a few hours’ drive, Christa arrived at Lance’s Mansion. She was surprised to see how elegant it was. His taste in architecture surprised her. Seeing as he was a rock star, she half expected to see a bachelors pad. Old pizza boxes, used condoms and porno magazines were nowhere to be found.

Instead, marble floors, sconces and a large crystal chandelier hung before a grand staircase just inside his front doors. Outside a massive fountain with mermaid statues ran. She could not believe he was the same person she had met before. He seemed much more mature and had an impeccable fashion sense. Feeling very confused, he took her by the hand, led her into his living room and offered her a glass of red wine. He asked why she suddenly wanted to see him again. She explained that she felt lonely and needed someone to be around. His excitement only increased as he pulled out his cell phone and wrote a quick text message.

Christa tried desperately to get Adrian out of her mind but nothing seemed to work. She then decided to throw herself at Lance. She figured that even if Adrian were the father of her unborn child, she would not allow him to be part of her life. She decided to make Lance the father by sleeping with him again. She took one sip of her wine and leaned in to kiss Lance. He seemed hesitant at first but kissed her back. She swirled her tongue around his, reached down and tore open his buttoned shirt. As the sound of his little plastic buttons danced on the marble floor, Christa reached down and grabbed Lance’s cock.

Lance’s eyes grew wide as she unzipped his pants and poked his shaft through the opening. He watched in awe as she slipped his cock into her mouth. She felt him slowing becoming erect inside her mouth and wriggled her tongue back and forth, as it grew. Lance pet her head with his right hand. He ran his fingers through her hair gently as she sucked on him. He smiled at her as she looked up at him and licked the tip of his shaft.

She stood up after a few minutes and straddled him on the couch they sat on. She grabbed his cock, slid it into her wet pussy, and began bouncing her hips up and down. She could feel his cock throb inside her as she moved her hips in small circles. Lance tilted his head back against the couch and closed his eyes. He moaned softly as Christa rode him. She felt his hard cock hitting her g-spot and she felt herself close to orgasm. She leaned in and wrapped her arms around Lance as she climaxed. Lance moaned softly as her pussy clenched around his shaft.

She noticed that he did not cum yet so she continued to ride him. She could feel herself climaxing multiple times, as Lance remained hard. She wanted to feel the same ecstasy she felt with Adrian and wanted to orgasm at the same time. Lance pulled her off his lap and spun Christa around. He leaned her forward against the couch and stood behind her. She felt his finger caress her ass and tickled her hole. She pulled away and shook her finger at him. He just smiled and shrugged. He then slid into her pussy and pulled her hips into him as he thrust forward.

Christa could feel his cock throbbing inside her as he fucked her slowly. She was used to being fucked fast and hard and she felt a completely new sensation as Lance gently slid in and out of her. She felt more sensual with Lance than she ever had with Adrian. She could feel her heart flutter as she felt his cock slid slowly into her. She felt every inch of his shaft as he slowly brought her back to orgasm. This time though, Lance was also ready to climax and they both moaned loudly in their ecstasy.

After they finished, Christa was surprised how quickly Lance threw a robe on. He handed her one as well and began talking to her about random things. She was not used to his brand of sex. She was used to cuddling afterwards and talking about her feelings. Lance seemed to be distant to what had just happened but not awkward in the least. She knew there was something off about him that she could not put her finger on. She tried steering the conversation towards their relationship but Lance seemed oblivious.

Christa decided to come right out and say that she thought Lance was the father of her unborn child. There was silence in the room for a moment. The first awkward moment she had ever felt with him before. She was not prepared by what happened next. Lance squealed like a little girl and hugged her tight. He told her it was a dream come true and that he wanted to be involved in every way possible. Not sure how to take his sudden delight, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of hustle and bustle outside his house.

His doorbell rang and Lance jumped up to answer it. Christa stayed put on the couch as she looked outside. She noticed vans with lettering on the side driving into Lance’s crescent driveway. It was not apparent what was going on until she saw a cameraman walk by the window with a reporter carrying a microphone following behind. She heard Lance talking at his front door and went to peek around the corner to see what the fuss was about.

Christa was suddenly pulled by the collar of her robe. Lance pulled her in front of a dozen television cameras and reporters yelling and asking questions that she could not make out. He wrapped his arm around her and answered to one reporter that he was in a relationship with Christa. A hale of questions later and he explained to them that he was also expecting a child. It was not apparent to Christa what was going on until she heard another reporter ask if he felt the rumors of his homosexuality would stop, now that he had proof of being straight.

Then it hit Christa like a freight train. Lance was gay. His taste in architecture and fashion, the way he acted towards her and even the way he made love all pointed to that conclusion. Christa had just unwittingly become Lance’s Beard.