Rogue: A Stepbrother Forbidden Romance Page 4
I smile up at him. "Happy?" I ask.
"Just you wait," he says his eyes heavily lidded.
He bends down scooping me up in his arms. Turning he lays me on the bed so that I'm right at the edge. His hands rest on my thighs and now he lowers himself between them. His tongue is relentless. A piece of heaven going after my pleasure. He kisses up and down my legs, traces my muscles with his tongue, before tasting my velvet folds.
Then he licks up and down my sweet passage not hitting my pleasure nub directly until I am completely soaked with my own wetness. Only then does he lick around my tight, protruding nub. Jolts of pleasure rock through my body as my clit tightens. He builds it up expertly until at last I explode. My toes curl, my back arches, and it takes me a few moments to realize I've buried my hands in his hair and am forcing his face into my womanhood.
As it passes I let him go. He slides up over the top of me and I think we will cuddle and go to sleep but he's not finished yet. He is again erect and pressing against my entrance. Slowly he enters me, knowing how sensitive I am immediately after a release. He takes me gently, pushing in, then holds his position before slowly pulling back. I moan my pleasure, crying out, he grunts deeply as he slides in then exhales a soft moan as he retreats.
I move my hips with him. Pleasure starts to build, that familiar tightness and pressure increasing as he pistons in and out. Then his hands are on my hips and he's holding me tight while thrusting deeply. He rolls us both so that now I'm on top. I rest my hands on his sculpted chest. He thrusts his hips straight up.
I move my hips in a grinding motion. It makes my clit rub against his pelvis while forcing his dick deep inside. It pushes me further towards the edge. His eyes are half lidded, his hands free now fondle my breasts, my pleasure nub rubs hard against him. The pressure builds as I grind. I pick up the pace. He finds a way that he moves which adds to my motions and then I'm falling over the edge again. Pleasure explodes once more through me. It feels like electric jolts are leaving my dripping mound to shoot out to my hard nipples then shoot back gaining intensity with each pass. The world is nothing but stars and pleasure. I feel him exploding inside me.
At last I collapse down on him, our lips meet and we kiss.
"I love you Cindy," he breathes.
"I love you Josh," I say.
At long last, I have everything I ever wanted.
THE END
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"Sit down kids," Mr. Morian says motioning to the two leather chairs in front of Meryl's old desk. "Now, your mother thought the world of both of you. She told me that her greatest regret was that you two are no longer as close as you once were."
I look over at Ben and then back at Mr. Morian. Her regret? What? She never mentioned it to me. Hell she collected books full of Ben's exploits, I was just going through them.
"We talked a lot once she found out she didn't have long to live you see. She told me that you Victoria were every bit the find your father was. That when she married him it was so she could be a mother to you as much as a wife to him. She also told me that you Benjamin became a much better person when Victoria entered your life. That the two of you would be unstoppable together. This was important to her."
I watch Ben but his face is an unreadable mask. He's had years of schooling himself for high end business deals and being chased by paparazzi so he doesn't give away his feelings on his face.
"So to that end before either of you can claim your inheritance you must spend a month at her villa in the countryside of France. There's an itinerary of things you will do which includes three meals together every day, a daily outing, and other various sundries."
"No," Benjamin says.
Mr. Morian sits woodenly and I turn to Ben with shock. Even for an inheritance he can't spend a month on vacation with me? He'd turn down all that to avoid me?
"Benjamin, there really is no choice. You're living and working with your mother's company. If you want to gain your full inheritance, including keeping your position on the Board of Directors, you have to comply with her last will and testament."
Ben shakes. He literally shakes as he stares straight ahead not even sparing a glance for me.
"Is that all?" I ask.
I'm still waiting for another shoe to drop. There has to be another catch. One month on vacation to secure my education? You bet. Spend it with my stepbrother who hates me? My heart does a nervous flip in my chest.
"Yes, in essence that is it. I've made all the arrangements. It's set around your school schedule so you don't have to worry about that Victoria. I also talked with your Secretary Benjamin and she has cleared your schedule for the duration."
Ben leans back in his chair, steeples his fingers in front of him staring at Mr. Morian. "I'd like my own lawyers to look this over," he says through gritted teeth.
I close my eyes feeling small. It's hard to catch my breath as my chest tightens. It hits me that I'm having an asthma attack. My vision darkens around the edges as I gasp for air. I fumble around trying to find my purse where I keep an inhaler but it's in the kitchen. I try to stand up but fall back into the chair which falls over and I'm on the ground looking up. Ben's face appears in the closing tunnel of my vision.
"Vic!" he yells then he's gone.
It's okay, everyone leaves. He doesn't want me around anyway.
Don't leave me! echoes through my mind as blackness overwhelms me.
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"Samuel," my stepmother calls to my stepbrother.
I roll my eyes. Samuel hates me.
Our parents got married three years ago and since then we've been shoved together in the same house. Apparently he's made it his life's mission to make me miserable. Aside from his constant snide remarks he seems to have a knack for walking in when I'm half dressed. I can't ever prove it but I know he's doing it on purpose, probably just to make me mad.
"What!" he yells across the house.
Samuel's always angry. Even with his mother he's mean. I don't think I've ever heard him say a nice word to anyone.
"Come see your sister's dress!" she yells back ignoring his attitude.
My stepmother is a saint. She has to be to deal with Samuel. Her first husband was killed in a car crash and I wonder if that doesn't have something to do with his attitude.
Samuel walks in and no matter how much I can't stand him my heart skips a beat. He wears his hair too long, just past his collar and over his ears. His bangs hang down into his face but man is that face beautiful. He's like Johnny Depp, all perfectly carved planes and lines that scream unearthly handsome. He moves like a cat ready to pounce with an easy strength. I've seen him lift weights that are twice his size but he tries to never do it when he thinks I'll see him.
I've walked in on his workouts before and seen him covered in sweat, muscles rippling as he lifts. It happened by accident the first time and he screamed at me but since then I've slipped back to watch him work. The sight of it makes me have thoughts that are definitely not stepbrother appropriate.
If I'm a loner at school, Samuel is a total rebel. I think he has one friend who's another complete outcast. At least as a book nerd there are a handful of other academics I can claim as friends. Samuel has pretty much no one.
He's not dressed for prom. He's wearing ripped up jeans, one of which is right below his crotch so that his boxer shorts show. His t-shirt is stretched tight over his chest and his leather biker style jacket is worn down and abused. There's a cigarette dangling out of his mouth.
"Samuel!" his mother cries out.
"What?" he growls.
"You know how I feel about smoking!"
"Yeah, why in the hell do you think I'm doing it?"
He stares at her, his deep blue eyes defiant, his mouth set into a line with that nasty thing sticking straight out. He never even inhales just has it jutting out in defiance of his mother. I shake my head at him and he narrows his eyes but says nothing.
"Well, look at your sister, tell her how beautiful she's," his mother says.
"She's not my fucking sister," he says.
"Samuel, I will not tolerate that language in this house!"
"Whatever," he says turning away to leave. "You look like a hot piece of ass Sis."
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Chapter two
Chapter three
Chapter four
Chapter five
Chapter six
Chapter seven
Chapter eight
Chapter nine
Chapter ten
Chapter eleven
Chapter twelve
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