Billionaire Stepbrother's Homecoming Page 2

  “Breathing is a waste of time,” I added as I puffed out my chest and shoulders.

  We laughed and examined ourselves in the mirror. He bumped me with his hip and asked, “How are you feeling? Do you still want to go through with this?”

  I nodded and said, “Goonies never say die.”

  He threw his arms around me and squeezed. “We are going to have a great time!”

  Evelyn snapped a million photos before dropping us off in front of the gym. We held hands as we walked towards the entrance with our arms swinging along. Our smiling faces exuded confidence, but out sweaty palms gave us away. I had never seen him nervous before and knew it was only because of his concern for me. He may have been more upset with Tommy than I was.

  We mingled with the crowd in the gym before the music took hold and turned us into dancing maniacs. Having Billy there gave me enough confidence to dance an actual circle around Tommy. I raised my arms to the beat and tried to give him a “look how much fucking fun I am – you asshole” look. I was definitely more fun than his date, who kept trying to keep him a few feet away.

  When the first slow song started, I turned to walk off the floor and expected Billy to follow. I hadn’t really thought the whole, slow-dancing with my stepbrother in public, thing through. Instead he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back until I fell into his arms. At first we giggled and made silly faces, but then he took on a more serious expression. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer until our hips touched. A mustache of nervous sweat formed above his lip and I thought I actually heard him gulp over the music. His body heat drew me into his chest like a magnet, providing a resting place for my head that felt comfortable … safe.

  His body felt heavenly against mine as we swayed back and forth. I felt his breath briefly on the top of my head as if he’d leaned down to kiss me, but remembered where we were and pulled back. I looked up at him and smiled. He seemed to be studying every feature on my face as his grip tightened around my waist. We continued swaying slowly, not noticing the music had switched to a fast song.

  “Let’s go outside,” he said as he grabbed my hand and led me through the crowd. We walked through the side doors until we reached the practice football field, stopping to lean into the chain-link fence.

  “Thanks for being my date and for giving me this fantastic hair-do.”

  He wrapped his arm around me and leaned in. “I’d do anything for you. You know that.”

  “I know you would. So … I’m going to need you to kill Tommy Griffin.”

  With a straight face he replied, “I’ve already dug a hole under the goal post. I just need you to lure him outside.”

  “For a split second I thought you were serio…”

  He interrupted me with a kiss. I froze and swiveled my head to look at our surroundings. “What? Is that okay?”

  I nodded. “I was hoping you would do that again. I just don’t want anyone to see us.” I placed my hand on his face and leaned up to kiss him in return, but stopped when the gym door opened behind us and the chatter of more couples filled the air.

  “Let’s keep walking,” he said as he linked his arm through mine.

  It was hard to step with a normal pace as my feet kept trying to match the rhythm of my heart. He kissed me again. He fucking kissed me again and I almost kissed him back! We wound up in the parking lot. Tonight it was full of limousines with their bored drivers mulling about.

  “Shit. There’s no place to hide out here,” he said.

  We turned to leave when I heard my name being called. A figure was waving at us near one of the limos. “Ariel! Over here!”

  We walked closer and my eyes finally focused on the face of Andy Olson. Hot-ass Andy Olson. He had been a senior when I was a freshman and I spent that year drooling over him.

  “Nice dress,” he said. “Who’s your date?”

  “This is my bro … this is Billy.”

  “Nice to meet you, Billy. Which limo are you guys in?”

  I looked at my feet. “No limo. His mom dropped us off.”

  “What? Well, let me drive you guys around. I’m bored as shit right now.”

  Billy and I looked at each other. “You want to?” I asked.

  He was already two steps ahead of me when he answered, “Hell yes!”

  Andy held the door open with a bow. He showed us how to operate the sound system and the lighting. “Can I interest you crazy kids in a joint or some vodka?” Andy asked.

  “No, we’re good,” we both answered in unison.

  “Suit yourselves. We’ve got about an hour.”

  Billy opened the sun roof as we exited the parking lot. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” He stood up and raised his arms over his head. I giddily joined him as we let the wind whip through our hair. He leaned up against me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I waved at the people walking along Main Street, loving that they had no idea his hands were on me. At the first stoplight, I dropped back down and yanked on Billy’s pant leg to join me.

  He plopped back into the seat. I stared into his eyes and felt an uncontrollable urge building inside of me. I hesitated for only a moment before I sprang forward and pressed my body on top of his. He squeezed tightly, trapping my body as he kissed my lips. He placed one hand on the side of my face and held it gently as he kissed and sucked on my lips as if he knew every inch of them. I felt my body melting as his tongue twirled around mine.

  He worked his way down to my neck and alternated between nibbling with his lips and lightly brushing his tongue against my skin. I closed my eyes, losing myself to his gentle touch. My breathing grew heavy as my hips began to grind on his. With a quick swivel, he reversed our positions and pinned me under him. He stroked my hair and cheek while staring into my eyes. “Should I stop?”

  I shook my head.

  He looked down and hesitated. “This is going to change things … change them forever. Are you sure?”

  “Please don’t stop,” I whispered.

  His nibbles grew slightly harder and wetter as he dug his face into my cleavage. He quickly pulled down the zipper of my dress, releasing the red fabric from my shoulders. My black lace bra proved far trickier as he fumbled with the hooks until he gave up and just tugged down the fabric cups. He hungrily took one nipple into his mouth while gently squeezing the other breast. I gasped in ecstasy and tugged at his hair as he continued to suck on my nipples. I reached behind and unhooked my bra, releasing my tits with a phenomenal bounce.

  His eyes grew larger as he squeezed both breasts and nuzzled his face between them. I pressed my flesh even tighter on either side of his head. He smiled up at me and peppered my skin with kisses as he slid off my body until he was kneeling on the floor in front of the seat. His hands slowly crept up my legs under the red ruffles of my dress.

  He froze and furrowed his eyebrows. “What the hell is this?”

  I propped myself up on my elbows. “Those are my Spanx. They keep everything tucked in.”

  He laughed and shook his head. “You don’t need anything tucked in. All your parts are right where they need to be. Let’s get this crap off you.”

  I felt his fingers tuck into the elastic above my ribcage before he tugged and rolled the tight Spandex off my body. He stared at the ball of fabric before sending it flying across the limo like a slingshot. I tried to sit up, but he pushed my upper body down on the seat and brought my lower body closer to him with a quick tug on my hips. He piled my ruffles up on my stomach, so my view was blocked. He leaned in as his hands quickly went back up my thighs and I soon felt the crotch of my panties being pulled to the side.

  “Oh wow,” he said under his breath. A warm finger began caressing my folds as he explored my flesh. I shuddered from his touch, releasing a low moan with each pass. Not being able to see him was driving me crazy. I tried to sit up once more, but he grabbed my hips and tugged again to keep me in place. He quickly yanked down my panties and I felt the air on my moist slit. My knees suddenly clamp
ed shut involuntarily.

  “Is this okay?” he asked as he popped his head up and gently tried to pry my knees apart.

  I nodded and took a deep breath before relaxing my legs. I closed my eyes as his hands moved along my outer thighs and his mouth kissed the inside of my knee. He lapped at my inner thigh with his tongue, creating a wet trail as he kissed and licked his way to the surface of my already soaked lips. He kissed my mound softly, sending chills through my entire body.

  His tongue gently licked my pussy starting as low as possible and running the length of my lips. His breath was hot against my fresh skin. I arched my back in response and tried to pull his head closer, but he grabbed my hand and gave it a soft kiss before placing it back on the seat. His mouth returned with more eagerness as he used his tongue to spread my lips. I groaned in surprise as he entered my hole and met my wetness with his chin.

  His mouth was soft and silky against my skin. My flesh hugged his tongue, quivering with every lick. I thrust back and forth, meeting his face each time and causing my thighs to shake with pleasure. He reached under and dug his fingers into my full buttocks for leverage as he continued jamming his tongue deep inside my pink. His breathing was deep and low with each slimy insertion.

  “You taste so good,” he said with a moan before showering my clit with attention. He lapped and sucked and tugged without even stopping to take a breath. The limo seat was sopping wet beneath me as I squirmed against his mouth. He made a low humming sound as he concentrated on his licks.

  I was concentrating on the wetness of his tongue when something about his licks felt familiar. I rose up to my elbows and smiled at him. “Are you licking the alphabet?” His eyes grew bigger, but he didn’t stop. “I knew you read my Cosmopolitan Magazines,” I said while reaching down to stroke his hair.

  He laughed and kept humming as he dug his face back in as deeply as possible, grinding his tongue in my canal before wildly shaking his head back and forth. My breath quickened as I ground my pussy hard against his soaked cheeks. I released a moan from the depths of my belly and arched hard as my legs quivered and tightened around his trapped head. My body shook as I reached the tipping point, sending a flood of warm drippings down his chin. He continued to softly kiss my mound while I tried to catch my breath.

  “They really know what they’re talking about in those articles,” he said while pulling away and using his hand to wipe my juices from his face.

  All I could do was release a breathy laugh. I sat up and made room for him on the seat next to me. “That octopus has nothing on you,” I said.

  “Even with four legs?”

  “Hmmm … you have a point there,” I said as I slid off the seat and knelt in front of him. “We’ll have to see how your one compares.”

  I tried to seductively unbuckle his belt, but he was a ball of energy and couldn’t stop himself from helping me free his dick from those “Sunday best” pants. “Commando? Really?” I asked as two pink testicles met my gaze beneath the lower edge of his shirt.

  “Don’t judge me,” he said with a smirk.

  I grabbed one corner of the fabric and lifted it up and down for a quick peek. I took a deep breath to slow my racing heart before unbuttoning the lower part of the shirt and tucking the two corners behind him. It was long and hard and beautiful. He’ll be growing into this monster, just like his feet. I pulled one pant leg off entirely for easier access and nestled my body between his legs. I wasn’t sure where to begin and tried to think of my helpful hints from Cosmo. I knew I was supposed to watch my teeth and think of a lollipop or nibble like a corn cob … all those attention grabbing blurbs ran through my head, but nothing had prepared me for the absolute rush of lust now taking over my body. I froze as I tried to take in all my senses.

  He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Please don’t tell me the octopus is edging ahead.”

  I shook my head and laughed. “I’m mentally preparing myself.”

  “You don’t have to do anything,” he said as he motioned for me to sit next to him. “I just like hanging out with you.”

  I ran my hands up and down his legs and looked up at him. “I’m ready.” I leaned in and gently kissed his shaft. He squirmed in response and reached down to stroke my hair. Our eyes were locked as I ran my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip and swirled my tongue around his opening. He moaned and squeezed me between my legs. I held him firmly with both hands and slid my mouth over the head and slowly sucked before trying to slide my mouth further down his cock. I gagged and pulled back.

  “Sorry. I’m not good at this.”

  “It feels amazing,” he said as he dabbed at my watery eyes.

  I took a deep breath. “I’m going in.”

  He laughed as he adjusted his hips in the seat. I swallowed his head again, remembering to breathe through my nose this time. My mouth moved up and down, experimenting with different rhythms. Billy made a sound that was half squeak and half groan as he squirmed in his seat and exhaled loudly.

  I felt the limo slow down before it pulled over and stopped. “I’m gonna step out and take a quick smoke,” Andy called out from the front seat.

  We both jumped at his voice, having forgotten he was even behind the divider. Shit. Can he hear us? I don’t even care. I stared at his cock and ran my fingers along the sides, marveling at how hard it was. I resumed my sucking and slurping, using the fast rhythm that sent him squirming the wildest. His tip was deep in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each bob of my head. Saliva and precum swirled in my mouth and dripped down my chin as I cupped his balls with one hand and stroked the base of his shaft with the other.

  The rhythm of my hand and mouth were building against his thrusting hips when the door next to us suddenly opened. “We should probably head back guys,” Andy said as he bent down to look inside.

  Both of us swiveled our heads in surprise. I muffled a sound with Billy’s cock still deep in my throat.

  “Whoa! Sorry guys.” He kept the door open and stared at us.

  As I started backing off, he exploded in my mouth with a shudder. Billy shouted, “Oh shit! Sorry! Sorry!” The door was finally slammed shut and the limo soon started moving again. I winced and swallowed the contents in my mouth.

  Billy leaned forward and took my face in his hands. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. He scared me and I just…”

  “I’m not mad. I’m just embarrassed. Never thought I’d have an audience for that sort of thing.”

  We adjusted our clothing and rode back to the gym in silence, sharing wide-eyed glances at each other. I couldn’t look at Andy when he opened the door for us. You could hear the smirk on his face as he said, “Be good you two.” We mumbled a “thank you” as we scurried away. Instead of joining the dance again, we sat down on a cement bench in front of the gym. I was surprised to feel the cool surface under my thighs.

  “Crap! I left my Spanx in there!”

  “Want to go back and grab them?”

  “Hell no.”

  “You really don’t need them anyway.”

  “You’re just being nice because you spooged in my mouth without warning.” That broke the tension in the air and sent us into a giggling fit.

  He threw his arm around me and squeezed. “So … what happens now?”

  “We wait for Evelyn.”

  He nudged me with his elbow. “You know what I mean, dork.”

  “Well, I’m hoping we can practice that some more,” I said with a sheepish grin. “How did I do?”

  “Amazing! I hope we don’t have to wait until we escape to Chico State.”

  “We’re never alone,” I groaned. “We have to be careful. Dad and Evelyn would freak out.”

  Billy stood up with his hands on his hips. “Fooling around is a waste of time.”

  I lowered my voice to imitate my father. “Why have sex when you can watch war documentaries?”

  “Do you think our parents still do it?”

  I clamped my han
d over my ears. “La la la. I can’t hear you.”

  He laughed and leaned in for a soft kiss. “And how did I do?”

  I grabbed his hands and squeezed them. “You would wipe out the prize shelves at Adventure Park.”

  When Evelyn arrived to pick us up, she was jumping out of her skin for details. We rambled on about the dresses and the music. I ran my hand along her arm and looked in the backseat at Billy. “You guys saved prom. I can’t thank you enough.”

  Even with Andy’s intrusion, that had been the best night of my young life.

  I was still curled into a ball as I remembered that night. I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I need to call him. I sat up and glanced at the phone and the nausea hit me again. I didn’t want to say anything stupid, so I decided to distract myself with cleaning to get the nerves out. I dusted some shelves and straightened out a junk drawer while practicing deep breathing. What went wrong? Why did he pull away after that night?

  The first week after prom had been fairly normal. The only hint of what happened was an occasional brush of a hand or flash of skin in the hallway as we waited our turn for the shared bathroom. We wanted more, but couldn’t risk getting caught at home and hadn’t thought of a suitable rendezvous spot. Normal left town on a sunny Friday afternoon.

  Billy had a chess club meeting, so I made the thirty minute walk home alone. Even at 18, I still made an effort not to step on the sidewalk cracks. I was mindlessly hopping over them and didn’t notice the car slowly creeping next to me.

  “Hey, Trouble,” a voice called out.

  I turned to see Andy Olson driving a bright blue Camaro with a big shit-eating grin on his face. “I’ve been looking for you. I believe these belong to you,” he said as he waved my Spanx out the window.

  I walked forward and tried to yank them from his hands. He tried to play tug-of-war with the garment before finally releasing. I turned on my heels and quickened my pace while staring at the ground.

  “I didn’t know the prom date was your brother.”