RICH BOY BRIT (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance)(59)

“Are you kidding me?” she asked him, looking at him to see if he was really serious.

“Yes,” he laughed. “But I am glad you like it. You can have your choice of rooms in either wing. Just tell Mandy, our head of housekeeping, and she will get you all set.”

As if on cue, a middle-aged woman came into view wearing a pale blue and white dress and a bright smile.

Claire pointed to the west wing. “I think I’ll take this side. I don’t want the sun in my eyes first thing in the morning.”

“Good choice,” Bryan confirmed. “Mandy, this is my new stepdaughter. Please, make her feel at home.”

“Right away, sir,” the woman said without batting an eye at Bryan’s words. She gestured for Claire to follow her.

Claire followed her, and even though so much had gone wrong over the last few weeks, at least she could enjoy this experience. The only thing that would make her joy complete was Chance. She had thought about asking Bryan about Chance but decided it might not be appropriate, given their history. But she didn’t have to look for him for too long; he appeared behind her like he had been waiting for her to depart from their parents’ view.

“Claire?”

Claire turned, and when she saw him standing there, his hands deep in his pockets, all her doubts and insecurities vanished. He walked towards her and held his hand out to her.

“It’s all right, Mandy,” he told the woman without looking at her. “I think I’ll give my sister a tour of the property.” He had a mischievous look in his eyes that made Claire’s heart leap.

The woman nodded and moved off. Chance took her hand in his and ushered her to the corridor. The first room he found, he pulled her inside and took full possession of her lips and body. Claire responded to him as they quickly stripped and became entangled in each other’s arms. Chance didn’t waste any time pressing his cock against her pussy, which was wet and ready.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby,” Chance said as he thrust into her repeatedly, moaning and groaning and grabbing on to every part of her body he could.

“You can’t imagine,” Claire said as she took his pounding, willing him to take her harder and faster until she reached orgasm.

“I need you,” Chance said as he grunted and came inside of her, her pussy milking all of him.

***

Claire was giggling when Chance peeked out into the hallway a few minutes later.

“Come on,” he called to her, “before we get caught. Dad has a way of sneaking up on people.”

“Yeah, and I’m sure my mom will come see how I’m settling in,” she said as she smoothed her dress and tucked her hair behind her ears.

“So, which room did you choose?” he asked her. “I’d advise blindly picking one, or this could take the rest of the day.”

“I can imagine,” Claire said. Still, she pushed each door back as she passed until finally she gave up. They all had basically the same décor and furnishings. The only thing different about them was the number on the door. “I guess this helps make it easier to find your way around.”

“Believe me, you will find them useful,” he said with a roll of his eyes.

“Do you have siblings?” she asked as she tried to take in everything.

“None,” Chance responded.

“So how did you survive in these giant mansions as a kid? That must have been lonely.”

“Yep!” he agreed. “Scary, too. But just think about how much bigger it looked as a child. Look on the bright side—my parents gave me anything I wanted to make up for the lack of company and for not being around as much as they should have been. But it wasn’t so bad. I went to boarding school, where I met many children like myself.”

“Sounds like you didn’t have such a happy childhood,” she said.

“Depends on how you define happiness. Money can’t buy everything,” he said as he kissed her. He stroked her face when their lips parted, and he gazed into her eyes. “It certainly didn’t buy you.”

Claire smiled as she glanced down the hall and moved away from Chance. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”

When she got to the next room, she pushed the door in and stepped inside. There was a large canopied bed that would have used up all the space of a regular room. Instead, it disappeared in the vast space and lay underneath a crystal chandelier overhead. There was an oversized vanity chest to its right and in between a path laid with a plush rug. An ottoman stood at the end of the bed, and there were two doors on either side. One of the doors revealed a large bath with all the amenities she would ever need, and the other was a revolving closet whose sterling silver rails dazzled in the full length mirror in the middle of the far wall. There were about ten shelves on the opposite wall and that was certainly too much for the few pairs of shoes Claire owned.

“I’ve never had this much room for anything in my life,” Claire exclaimed as she spun around the closet. “This is crazy!”

“You’ll get used to it. Along with the room you will probably get your own line of credit charged to my father’s account,” he smiled. “Can’t live here and not be flashy.”

“I suppose not,” she murmured. Chance had just pulled her to him and was about to kiss her again when she heard her mother calling from the hallway.