RICH BOY BRIT (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance)(87)

“You’re not okay. You’ve been sick for almost a week now.”

“I’m okay,” I told him as I tried to push him aside and head to my room. But he followed me, and before I could open the door, he had opened it. Once I walked in, he locked the door and leaned against it.

“You need to tell me what is wrong. I want to help you feel better.”

“You don’t need to worry about anything. It’s probably just a stomach virus or something. Don’t worry about it,” I said, dismissing him. For a few moments, neither of us talked, then he broke the silence.

“Why did you go out with Jason today?”

“I didn’t know that was a crime.”

“Well, he’s a ladies man, someone I don’t want my sister dating.”

“Correction: stepsister. You’re in no position to tell me who to see. I don’t tell you who you see, Tyler. Besides….”

But he didn’t let me complete my next sentence. He took a few wide strides and was standing tall in front of me. He pulled me against him and planted his kiss on me. At first, I planned to resist, still smarting from seeing him with Stacey. But I let my body take control of my emotions, and for a few seconds, I forgot all about Stacey and Jason and kissed him back. He held me close to him, and we found ourselves against the wall of my bedroom.

“Tyler,” I murmured, but he was not in the mood to take things easy. I guess the thought of me with Jason must have made him mad.

“Baby girl,” he said as he took off my clothes faster than I can and dropped his sweat pants on the floor. “I’ve missed you,” he said to me as he held my bare skin to his, our skin touching and generating more warmth.

“I missed you too,” I said without thinking. I missed him a lot, actually.

His need for me was urgent, and before I knew what was happening, I was on all fours on the ground, my ass facing up and his cock rubbing my pussy, making me wetter by the minute. His other hand grabbed my breasts from underneath as one hand guided his cock into my pussy. Once he completely penetrated me, my entire body froze for a second at the sheer joy of getting his dick inside me. He noticed I had stopped, and he stopped too.

“No, no, please fuck me, Tyler.”

He didn’t need any more prompting; his cock went to work, digging, thrusting, and pounding my pussy until I was begging for mercy.

“Yes, please, some more,” I screamed as I took him deeper, my pussy tight around his cock and vibrating. He began to pump even faster, pushing so deep inside me I knew I’d come any second. I yelled as one thrust hit me so hard I swear he found the most sensitive spot in my body. We fucked like it was the last time we’d do it, pushing and pulling our bodies in unison.

“Fuck,” he yelled over and over again as he pounded me repeatedly.

“Yeah,” I yelled, and as he continued to fuck me, the warmth brewed until I felt myself explode in orgasm. He was not too far behind; he screamed my name so loudly that I thought the neighbors would hear us.

“Jenn!” he screamed one more time as his cum flowed freely into me, filling my up like it usually did.





TYLER


After we came, I collapsed on her as I always did, smelling her hair, which reminded me of jasmine. After a few minutes, we lay on the carpeted floor, trying to catch our breaths, my brain overthinking.

“So what are we going to do about us?” Jenn asked.

Her question surprised me, and even though I had been thinking so hard about what to do about us, I hadn’t made any final decisions. All I knew was that I didn’t want another man next to her, and I didn’t want to be without her. Complicated decisions.

“I don’t really know,” I said. Truly, I didn’t know. I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t know how to get it. I knew I wanted more from her, but I didn’t know how to let her know that or how it would work out.

“Well, I do,” she said, causing me to sit up to listen to her.

“Okay?”

“I like you,” she said, telling me something I already knew. “Do you like me?”

“Of course I like you, too,” I said, wishing there was a way I could untangle the real feeling I had for her and tell her that I liked her more than just the like she thought. I liked her, like…I loved her. The realization of how I felt for her shocked me.

“But we can’t keep fucking each other in secret,” she continued.

I nodded. I knew where this was heading. She was going to stop sleeping with me because she was with Jason, something I didn’t help by seeing Stacey. I couldn’t really blame her for wanting to move as far away from fucking her stepbrother as possible. And then, of course, she would like to have her own life, like move on with Jason or whoever she wanted. That was only reasonable. I had to agree with her, even if it would kill me.

“You’re right, we can’t,” I said, waiting for her to complete her train of thought.

I wouldn’t be able to survive watching her hang out with another man while I still wanted her so badly. This should have been the moment I stopped her speech and held her in my arms and confessed to her that I truly wanted more from her and that we could try to work things to our favor. Maybe she’d even admit to liking me, or possibly, liking me a little more than just as a stepsibling. I could work with any amount of love she had for me.