BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) by Aurora Hayes, Ana W. Fawkes

struts her shit around to tease me. She just has it all. And my
memory has it all locked away. Not the way I want though. I was so drunk and
high the night we fucked, it comes in chunks of time.
    But I can taste her. Her body, her
mouth, her sweet and achy pussy. My fingers twitch at the thought of the nub of
her clit. How eager she had been. How loyal she had been to my touch, not
stopping me once. Christ, I could have lifted her off my cock and gently pulled
her down on my cock with her other hole. She wouldn ’ t have stopped me. She would have screamed louder
for me.
    My hand moves faster. I grit my
teeth and feel the rush between my legs. My balls are tightening, ready to go.
    Fuck, I told her I was the one in
complete control. Fuck that. I simply guided her that night. I held her hips,
her ass, her waist, keeping her balanced and steady. It was her hips that
rocked and fucked. It was her pussy that clenched tight around my shaft and
left me doing everything I could to not shoot my load too early.
    Fuck her. Goddamn … fuck her …
    I grit my teeth and look down at my
hand and cock. I ’ m going
wild. I can ’ t stop now. I
picture Jade ’ s hand around
my dick, stroking me. Her sweet and perfect mouth, those thin lips inch over my
tip.
    “ Fuck, ” I whisper.
    I groan and let go. The rush starts
and doesn ’ t stop. I hold
tight at the root of my dick, pumping hard and fast, letting loose into the
sink. Throb after throb, I start to fill the sink. I haven ’ t fucking came since the night I
fucked Jade. For some people, it ’ s
not a lot of time, but for me, it ’ s
a lifetime. I don ’ t go days
or weeks without fucking. Sex is like a good drug for me and I ’ m without it and I ’ m not going to get over the addiction.
I want it. I need it.
    And I don ’ t want to spill my loads into a bathroom sink like
some kind of loser. That ’ s
not who I am. That ’ s not
who I ’ ll ever be.
    When I finish, I tuck my cock away.
I turn on the water and watch all the little Jake ’ s
wash away down the drain. I look around the bathroom and have an urge to take a
sledgehammer to the walls. I fucking hate this place. I fucking hate the
situation. I hate it all.
    I put a smoke between my lips and
open the bathroom door.
    My mother and Thomas are standing
there. His arm around her waist.
    “ Jesus
Christ, ” I say.
    “ Son,
not in this house, ” Thomas
says.
    I think it ’ s me taking the Lord ’ s
name in vain, but he reaches forward and plucks the cigarette from my mouth.
With one punch, I could lay this asshole out.
    “ Are
you settled yet? ” my mother
asks.
    “ Settled?
You mean in the processed room and process family and process life you want me
to be part of? ”
    “ Nothing
is processed, son, ” Thomas
says. “ It ’ s us getting to know each other.
And to protect our new family. ”
    “ Protect?
Weren ’ t you the one who
wanted to get spotted together? ”
    “ Indeed, ” Thomas says. “ And my team feels it ’ s best for the four of us to be
together right now. So it shows us as a family. ”
    I grit my teeth. I can see his
angle. It ’ s been talked
about and written about damn near everywhere. How his wife left him and his
daughter when Jade was young. How he scoured the world looking for the perfect
wife and found it in my mother. How my mother had been raising a troubled son
all alone. But now we were all a big happy fucking family.
    “ This
is good for all of us, ” my
mother says.
    “ Now,
will you go get Jade for us? It ’ s
time for a family dinner. ” Thomas nods and smiles. He ’ s
as fake as they come.
    “ Family
dinner? ” I ask.
    “ Yes, ” Thomas says. “ It ’ s
good for us to get to know each other. ”
    I smile. Get to know each other? If only Thomas knew what I knew about his precious daughter. How she
moaned. How she bit her lip. How hard she came.
    “ Please
be downstairs in thirty minutes, ” Thomas says.
    “ Can
I speak to my mother in private? ”