CUZ: Billionaire Stepbrother Romance by Brandi Louis

to get around the stipulations the Knights had put on my trust fund. They wanted to control whom I married. When I thought Ashley was my sister, that wasn’t really a problem. Now that I knew we weren’t related, I couldn’t stop thinking about her and how perfect we were for each other.
    When I walked out of the bathroom, someone knocked on the door to the room. Ashley got up from the bed and went over to answer it while I finished drying my hair. Instead of someone with a room service cart, I saw the man in the black trench coat. His face was cold and expressionless as he stood in the hallway.
    “Can I help you?” Ashley asked.
    “I’m here to speak to Josh Knight,” he said calmly.
    I walked over. “I told you to leave me alone.”
    “It seems you’ve not taken my advice.”
    “What’s he talking about?” Ashley asked.
    “Just go, okay,” I said, putting my hand on the door to shut it.
    “You’re getting really close to losing everything,” he said.
    I closed the door. Ashley turned to me.
    “Who was that?”
    “The guy I was telling you about.”
    “He warned you against being with me?”
    “Yeah. And now he saw us in the same room.”
    “We’re adults, Josh.”
    “I know, but the Knights control all my money.”
    “Is that all you think about?” she asked.
    “No, but…”
    “I’m tired of your fucking buts,” she said, opening the door.
    “Where are you going?”
    “I need some air.”
    “Are you coming back?” I asked.
    She walked out of the room without saying a word. A minute later, someone else knocked at the door. I opened it, hoping she had forgotten her keycard. Instead, it was someone from the hotel staff with a cart full of food. I waved them in and stepped aside. I tipped the young man a twenty because I didn’t have any change on me.
    He smiled. “Thank you, sir.”
    “No problem.”
    After he left, I sat down on the edge of the bed, not feeling like eating. I laid on my back and started thinking about Ashley. Does she really want to fuck me? Should I just fuck her and be done with it? The idea of her pussy wrapping around my cock was too much, and I started to get hard. I slipped my hand down my pants, giving my dick a few tugs.
    I undressed her in my mind as my hand moved up and down. When it started getting hard, I undid my pants and pulled them down, freeing my cock completely. It had been years since I’d masturbated, but I couldn’t keep my hands off it as thoughts and images of Ashley floated through my mind. Her long hair. Those breasts.
    My chest rose and fell quickly as blood rushed to my cock. It stiffened as I slowly rubbed the entire length, teasing the tip before going all the way down to the base. The harder it got, the faster I pumped my fist. I spat in my hand, making my dick slick and wet. I had a long day ahead of me, but the only thought in my mind in that moment was what it would be like to fuck Ashley’s tight, wet hole.

Thirteen

 
     
     
     
     
    Ashley
     
    After leaving Josh, I headed downstairs. Two blocks away, stopping to get coffee, I realized I’d forgotten my purse. With a sigh, I headed all the way back to the hotel. On the elevator ride up, I wondered what Josh was doing. Is he still around?
    We were able to read each other from any distance when either of us was in pain, but we also felt when the other was extremely happy or feeling good. When I caught a feeling on the way back to the room, I had a good idea of what he would be doing if I walked in. Should I barge in on him? Would he let me join in?
    Outside the door, I stopped and took a deep breath. If I opened and went into the room, the relationship between Josh and myself was sure to change forever. All of the good times in my life had one thing in common – Josh. He had been with me through the good and bad, better than any brother a girl could want.
    He’s not your brother , I reminded myself. It’s okay to want him . All my old urges returned as I stood outside the door