Stepbrother: Alpha Billionaire (Taboo First Time Billionaire Stepbrother Romance) Read online

  "Can you walk?" he asks.

  "It would be better if you carried me", I say, "my shoe is broken and-"

  I don't get to finish the sentence before Felix has taken hold of me and swung me up over his shoulder in a fireman's lift. I feel the heat of his chin against my thigh, the rub of his stubble.

  "That's not exactly what I had in mind", I shout.

  Felix adjusts me, so he's cradling me at the front. "Better?" he asks me.

  "Better", I say.

  "Of course like this", Felix says as we walk, "It's much easier for me to drop you."

  He pretends to let go of me, only to catch me again at the last minute.

  "You ass-hole", I say, my heart going for a minute.

  "Did you mean it?" Felix asks, as we exit the tree line and the lights of the house get nearer.

  "Did you?" I counter, my voice breaking.

  "There's a tonne of stuff you don't know about me Cass", Felix says.

  "Then tell me", I say. "I don't get you. You ignore me for three years and now you tell me you want me, when you know you can't have me. Are you dicking around?"

  "No", Felix says.

  "Don't fuck with me Felix, seriously. I'm mad at you."

  "I'm mad at me too."

  "So why?"

  "I didn't want to admit to it, you know, when I saw what was happening with your mom and my dad. I was waiting for things to go bad, and they never did. I wanted to tell you sooner, believe me I did. I saw what you wanted me to see, and then today when I knew it was over, it was like I had to tell you. It didn't matter anymore. Fuck this is difficult."

  "Do you mean it?" I ask. "Do you really mean it?"

  "Cass, I haven't be able to stop thinking about you. I'm not fucking around now either. I know you think I'm an ass-hole, and you're right, I am. I didn't notice you at first, and then all of a sudden, when I knew I couldn't have you, bam, that's when I realised it. I was trying to push you away, trying to make you hate me because I was, fuck Cassie, I was falling in love with you."

  "You know we can't", I say. "Not now. Fuck, Felix."

  "I know", Felix says. "I'm sorry. You know, this is the part where you tell me I'm crazy. Where you reject me. Where you tell me that you don't feel the same way. It would be much easier that way."

  "And what about the part where you never tell me how you feel and both of us live out the rest of our miserable lives as stepbrother and stepsister, you with your string of one night stands and me with my rampant rabbit?"

  "It's not a rampant rabbit, it's a we-vibe", Felix says.

  I'm so shocked I can't even give him a response. Back at the house, the party is still in full swing. Felix carries me through the front entrance and into one of the huge side rooms that has a roaring log fire burning away inside it. A waiter comes round with champagne and we both take a glass. Felix tasks him with finding a replacement pair of shoes for me, even when I insist against it. He's got so much money, he could have them flown in if he thought it was necessary.

  "It's illegal", I whisper to him, as I allow my hand to explore the top of his thigh. Just touching him feels like I'm doing something wrong. It feels like I'm taking something that shouldn't be mine. I still can't believe what he's said to me, how he says he feels. Can we?

  "We're not related", Felix says, staring at the embers of the fire. "Immoral perhaps. Taboo, sure. But Illegal, no way. No one would know if we did anyway."

  He turns to me now. "That turns me on", he says.

  Felix looks like he's about to kiss me, but before he does so, we get interrupted.

  "Felix? I thought it was you. And who's this lovely lady?"

  "Hey John?", Felix guesses.

  "Jack", Jack says, correcting him.

  "This is-"

  "Cassie", I say, saving him the trouble. I stretch out an arm to greet him.

  "Your girlfriends get prettier every year", Jack says.

  Felix and I look at each other before we speak at the same time, stumbling over our words. "No. Actually. She's. He's. It's like. We're", we say, while Jack looks from one of us to the next his confusion increasing.

  "I'm Caroline's daughter", I say. "Felix and I are brother and sister now."

  "Stepbrother and stepsister", Felix confirms.

  "Of course", Jack says. "You looked familiar. Well, welcome to the family."

  The look on Felix's face says it all. If Jack is a family member, he didn't know it until now.

  "Have you two been fighting already?" Jack asks, pointing to the rip in my dress.

  "Something like that", we say in unison.

  There is an awkward moment of silence between us.

  "It's a good fire. Great party. You must be pleased, both of you."

  We both nod. Jack smiles at us and we smile back, the conversation already exhausted.

  "Well I look like I'm empty here", he says. "Can I get you guys a top up?"

  "No, thanks", Felix says, "we're fine here."

  When we are alone again, Felix ventures a little closer with his hand. He slides it along my leg and I watch it inch closer to the tear in my dress. I want the fingers to go under. I feel them hot on my skin, burning through.

  "I said no, Felix", I say, but I don't stop him.

  "I know", Felix whispers. "I know we can't."

  "You know we can't", I repeat.

  "You don't know how long", he says, his fingers sliding inside the fabric.

  "I know how long", I say.

  "I've watched you. Wanted you."

  My heart beats hard, my pulse racing blood around my body, making me light headed, my lips dry. I want him to take me. I want it so much, but I know I can't let him.

  "You have to stop", I say, taking his hand out of the hole in my dress. "You have to stop", I say again. "If we start now-." I can't finish the sentence.

  "I want you", Felix says.

  "I want you too", I confess. "But we can't have each other. It's not allowed, Felix."

  He's close now, his lips on my neck, ready to bite. I can feel spasms rolling down my spine, turning my stomach. My skin feels tingly. My pussy feels like it's on fire. I want him to rip my dress off and take me here by the fire, but I have to fight against it. I know the moment I give in to him, I'll lose myself in him forever.

  ‘Why", I ask, pulling myself into him. Why me?"

  "We can't help the way we feel", Felix whispers hotly into my ear. "We can't help the people we want."

  Chapter 5

  I have dreamt of this moment for most of my adult life. I was never the prettiest or the most popular, or even the cleverest girl at school, I was always just Cass, the one on the outside looking in. Never the Prom Queen or the Fairy Princess, just the one that slipped by without being noticed. I never thought I'd be here doing this.

  There is an urgency that descends upon us like a desperate hunger. I can feel it burning inside me and I don't know how much longer I can resist before it takes me over. I want to claim it before it passes me by. I want him before he changes his mind. Before I change mine.

  Fuck the immoral. Fuck the taboo. Felix and I aren't related to each other. If we'd got together before our parents did, nobody would bat an eyelid.

  "Take me to your bedroom", I whisper insistently into his ear. "Now."

  This feels wrong, only because we are stepsister and stepbrother. It makes my heart pound in my chest when we ascend the stairwell to the rooms, several eyes upon us. I imagine the conversations people have in our wake. They go like this:

  "Such a wonderful family", "taking her to her room, how sweet", "their parents would be so proud."

  What they don't see is the erection hardening quickly below Felix's trousers, nor the desire and need I carry for him, exploding out below the surface of my skin.

  In the corridor outside his room, we wait patiently for a couple to pass us by, the hands that only moments before were exploring him, hidden quickly out of sight to the side, now trembling at the thought of what awaits us.

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nbsp; When we are alone again, the rest of the guests either already in bed or still downstairs, we hurry through the door and into his chamber. Felix shuts the door quickly behind us and leans against it momentarily, his heart pounding.

  I'm suddenly afraid. What if someone knows? What if someone catches us? What if I can never give him up?

  Felix bites his lip. The corner of his mouth curls up into a smile, he winks at me, and then he comes over. A cat ready to pounce on its prey.

  I back away waving my finger, wanting him to earn me. He knows the game, lets me fight him off a few times and then grabs me round the waist with one of his huge arms and pulls me into him. He wrestles me to the bed, trapping me against the soft cotton duvet. He goes to kiss me, but I don't let him. As he moves in, I twist my head to the side. Undeterred, he tries again, only for me to move to the other side. We're both laughing now, teasing ourselves.

  "Fine", he says, mock offended. "If you don't want me to-"

  He tries to pull away, but this time I won't let him. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him down into me so I can feel the heat of his crotch against mine.

  "No, wait", I say. "Kiss me."

  He grabs hold of my hair to make sure I don't move, leans in, tilts my lips towards him and kisses me deeply. I run my hands through his hair and pull him towards me, desperate for the moment to last forever. Our tongues fight for a while against one another, until his proves too strong and I take it into my mouth, sucking the thick, sweet tip like a lollipop. He bites my lower lip, and then I bite his, and then he moves away from my mouth altogether to explore the sensitivity of the soft tissue around my neck, and the delicate structure of the bones of my clavicle.

  He bites me hard around the muscle that runs along the left hand side of my neck and it turns me on so much I have to pull him back to do it again. My body is tingling, and trembling so much from excitement Felix asks me whether I'm cold. Every time his mouth moves towards the sensitive skin around the bones of my shoulder, or lower, towards the line of my dress and the forbidden skin underneath that forms the beginning of my breasts, I get a shooting wave of pleasure cascading up and down my spine, that turns somersaults in my stomach and makes my pussy tingle. I feel as fragile as glass. I feel like I might explode into a million pieces if he continues, but I know there is no way I want him to stop.

  I let my hand slide along his thigh, tug eagerly at the tucked in shirt, and make a big enough hole through which it can disappear and explore the taut skin on the other side. I run my hand across his belly and then up towards his chest, his muscles perfectly firm and well defined. When I find his nipple, my finger tracing a circle first of all through the thin hair that surrounds it, I can't help but squeal in delight. I tease it and then pull at it and then immediately want him to do the same to me.

  Felix has his hand in the hole on my dress, his fingers exploring the soft tissue of my thigh. The hole is placed in such a way and his fingers are of such a length, that he can just about reach the edge of my panties. As he kisses the exposed skin at the top of my dress, he tries to lift my panties and slide his fingers underneath the fabric. I let him do this for a while just to tease him. I love him having his hand there, but what I like more is knowing that in this way, he'll never quite be able to reach what he wants. I want to make him understand what the last three years have been like for me, reaching in from the outside, desperate to touch something I can't quite get to. When I've had my fun, and the desire to have him actually touching my pussy, holding me open with his slender fingers and pushing one inside me, I fight my way out from underneath him, roll over and put myself on top.

  I pull at his shirt and practically tear it off trying to get it away from him. Felix takes over and a second later it's in a crumpled pile on the floor. For a moment, I have to just appreciate him. He has one of the most incredible bodies I've ever seen. He's muscular and well defined, but his body and muscle tone is more like a swimmers than a body builders. He's naturally strong, with thick arms and a barrel chest and a distribution of hair that makes him look meticulously crafted. There are indents in his lower abdomen that lead towards his trousers, which I can't help but admire much more closely now, with the tips of my fingers.

  "I never thought", I say, the words catching a little in my throat. "That we'd be here, doing this."

  I dance my fingers towards his belt buckle, begin to open it.

  "I always wanted you", Felix says. "Jesus Cass, I wanted you from the moment I saw you."

  Pop, the first button goes. Loose enough to slide my hand in the top, I do so. Between his boxer shorts and his trousers, I feel his thick cock, hard like tempered steel. He moans lightly as I tickle my fingers across it. I find his balls, and then I work my way up to the tip, squeezing him tightly as I go. I want to bite him. I want to pull him out and and put him inside my mouth. Inside my pussy.

  I rip the rest of the buttons open and then I pull his trousers down to his ankles. Felix kicks them off.

  "Take it off", he says, meaning my dress.

  "I will", I agree, but I want him first.

  I can almost see his crown through the thin cotton fabric. It's pressing against the whiteness, a patch of pre-cum darkening the material.

  "I'm a virgin", I say, my hand hovering. "I waited for you."

  I can't wait any longer. I'm done waiting. I've waited so long I'm about to fuck my stepbrother. Of all the forbidden relationships, this is number one. This is the one we can't tell anyone about. This is the one we will have to always keep a secret. And then because of that, not in spite of that, it makes me feel so incredibly turned on. With my hands under the waistband of his boxer shorts, Felix prostrate on the bed before me - a situation I have conjured up in my mind's eye a million times before - I finally reveal him to me.

  Much like the rest of his body, his cock is incredible. It is thick at the base, uncut at the top, perfectly formed, solid, responsive and throbbing so desperately I can do nothing else but descend upon it like a hungry whore. I take him in my hands, wank him a little and then move my mouth towards his tip, eager to have him inside me. I gorge myself on his meat, sucking him both gently and hard adjusting my approach to the moans my different movements generate in him, lick up and down his shaft, take his balls into my mouth and roll my tongue underneath his foreskin. I pull his glans back, dip my tongue into his hole and then take him into my mouth as deeply as I am able. I suck hard, swallow his thickness into me and only break to gulp down air. Felix pulls me into him, hungry to please me while I do the same to him, but I don't let him. This moment is mine, and I'm going to allow myself to enjoy it.

  Eventually, when I feel like I've sucked him enough, and I want him to play with me or put his cock inside me or take control and let him show me how much he wants me, I pull away. I stand at the edge of the bed, unzip my dress and let it drop to the floor. Felix stares at me with his mouth open and his cock throbbing. I unfasten my bra, hold my arm out theatrically and let it drop to the floor. I then loop my thumbs into my panties, lean forward and pull them down. When I stand back up, I put the weight on one leg, hip shifted to the side and let the panties spin around in my hand for a while, before I let go and allow them to disappear into the far reaches of the room.

  "Aren't you going to say anything?" I say, teasing him.

  Felix is dumbfounded. I'm a petite girl, and I look after myself. I've got good tits, puffy rosebud nipples and a slim figure. I keep my pussy hair trimmed and I look after my skin.

  "You look-", Felix says. "Fuck, Cassie", he says.

  I walk over to the bed. Felix tries to get up, but I push him back down. I've got an idea of what I want to do, and I'm going to make sure I get my way. I mount him, but not so we face each other. I mount him the other way, so I've got my pussy in his face and his cock in mine. I want to feel his tongue and his fingers all over my pussy and my tight little ass-hole. I want him to open me up while I continue to gorge myself on his meat. I want him to prepare me for his cock and then I
want him to take me hard, deep and completely unprotected. I want him to show me he'll be mine forever.

  I lower myself into position. Felix puts his hands on my hips and pulls me towards him.

  "Wow, Cass", he says, his voice thin like paper. "You look incredible."

  He tests the skin of my ass cheek, smoothing it with the palm of his hand, before smacking it lightly. I adjust myself so I can sit on his face, his tongue up inside me. I grab hold of the base of his cock, pull his glans down as far as it will go, and lick a stray strand of pre-cum out of his hole. Felix explores me with his finger, sliding it between my pussy lips and along my gash, looking for my hole. I gurgle in delight when he finds it, rocking my hips backwards and encouraging him to push himself inside me and investigate me further.

  As I feed his cock into my mouth, unable to get enough of him, Felix draws me closer to him. He slides his finger slowly into my pussy hole, then uses his tongue to explore the soft folds of tumescent skin that make up the sensitive bundle of nerve endings of my clit. The sensation is out of this world. I push back onto him as though fucking a dildo deeper into my pussy careful not to excite myself too much. Felix forces my legs apart, runs his tongue in circles around my swollen clit, expertly igniting my passion without overwhelming my sensitivity, as though he knows instinctively how to please me, and introduces another finger into my pussy hole.

  I can feel it swelling inside me, the tips of his fingers nudging against my G-spot as though only they know the combination that will make me open up. I feel it coming in pulses, through my legs, up my arms, in my belly and out across my cheeks. His tongue on my clit, working circles over the sensitive skin and nudging the swollen nub effortlessly, coupled with his fingers inside me, the fingers of the other hand either closed together and flattened out across my cheek in a slap, exploring the tight folds of my ass-hole, or gripped tightly around my hip until white at the edges, drive me close, make me want to explode. Know that I can't avoid it.

  Everything about this is unavoidable, and the perfection that I feel arising from the sensation that I know neither of us could have resisted is incredible. Orgasmic. The strength of the feelings we have for one another are far too strong. What we are doing to each other is out of this world. I want him. I need him and what he is doing to me, I have never felt done to me before. I probably never will again.