Hard Fought (A Stepbrother Warriors Novel)

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my
room.
    "Alexa. Would you rather have me or your father's
security goons following you?"
    "Security goons."
    "Liar. You know I'm better than them."
    "Don't care."
    "Well, I do. You need to accept the fact that I'm going
to be watching after you."
    "Fine," I reply, and pull my soaking wet top off
and toss it through the open bathroom door and onto the tile.
    "What are you doing?" he asks with a frown.
    "Just going about my life," I reply, pulling off
my pajama pants and throwing them after my top. I stand in front of him in my
underwear, which is practically see-through now that it's wet. "With you watching ."
    "Obviously we need to establish some boundaries,"
he replies. I stare at him, my head cocked slightly to the side.
    "Obviously," I say. "First off, don't tackle
any of my family members."
    "I acted on instinct," he growls. "If I had
stopped to—Alexa!" he breaks off as I reach behind me and unsnap my bra,
dropping it to the floor.
    "Feel free to leave at any time," I murmur.
    He clears his throat. "If I had stopped to question
whether—" I hook my fingers around my panties and push them to the ground,
stepping cleanly out of them.
    He stares at me for a moment, his eyes consuming my naked
body, and then strides across the floor, his arms wrapping around me and
pulling me tightly against him.
    "This is a terrible idea," he grunts, one hand
grasping my hair as the other slides across my ass.
    "Don't think I'm not still pissed at you," I
mutter back, taking the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head as he
momentarily drops his arms.
    "Wouldn't dream of it," he breathes, his lips
inches from mine. My body temperature spikes as he covers my mouth with his.
I've never wanted someone more.
    He grabs my ass cheeks with both hands, pulling me against
his hips. His erection presses into me, and I remember his massive size with a
shiver. Our tongues dance together and he begins to walk me back toward the
bed. Just before we reach it, I take his hips in my hand and turn him around,
then hook my foot behind his ankle and pull, tripping him backward onto the
bed. I fall on top of him, grinding against his cock as I press my mouth
against his.
    He groans, and I slide down, kissing his neck and then
biting down hard on the muscle next to his throat. I continue on, wanting to
taste every inch of him. I feel his coarse chest hair against my lips and nose,
and then move to the side, sucking his right nipple into my mouth. I kiss and
lick down the middle of his abs, guided by the line in between them straight
over his belly button and down to his happy trail. I unbutton and unzip his
jeans and then take them and his boxers in my fingers and lift them up and over
his cock and then all the way down to the floor, leaving them in a wet mess on
the ground.
    I bounce right back up, spreading my palms over his hips and
biting the inside of his thigh. His hips begin to rise off the bed, his cock
searching for my mouth, but I take my time, licking my way between his thick
thighs. Finally, I use my tongue to guide one of his balls into my mouth,
sucking on it as I gently roll it around my mouth. I watch his hands fist in my
duvet cover as he attempts to restrain himself. I pull my mouth back and then
slowly lick up from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, flicking my
tongue back and forth across the sensitive ridge on its underside. I do it
again and again until I hear him moaning, then I wrap my lips around my teeth
and take him into my mouth.
    I hear him take a sharp breath of air as his cock slides
against my tongue and then hits the back of my mouth. I wrap one hand around
the rest of his length, and then begin to bob my head up and down, never
letting up on the pressure from my lips and fingers. With my other hand, I take
his balls and massage them, then begin to swirl my lips back and forth as I
also move up and down.
    "Oh, fuck, Alexa..." he groans, and I see his neck
and jaw muscles are straining against release. Suddenly,

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