BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1)

by Hayes, Aurora

  “Oh, fuck, Jake,” this chick whispers.

  She starts to rock her body. Bouncing herself up and down on my cock. She’s wearing jeans and I’m wearing jeans. So we’re just bumping bodies together right now. I can’t really say it feels good, but it’s something for my cock right now.

  All it would take is a single command and she’d be naked for me. Or she’d be swallowing my cock.

  I engulf her left breast and groan. My hand slides down her stomach. My fingers and twitching, comparing the feel of her skin to Jade’s. I touch the top of her jeans as I pull my mouth back. My hand tightens around the top of her jeans. And then I freeze. I fucking freeze.

  She looks down at me as I slide my hand from her neck to her tits. I cup the one with the piercing. I squeeze, slowly, almost awkward, like it’s the first time I’m feeling a tit in real life.

  “Jake…”

  I look at her body. Her pale skin, freckles, a seriously hot fucking chick. Natural red hair and her eyes almost bluish with green. She’s intense and sexy. I need to fuck her. I want to fuck her. I’m hard as a rock. She’s topless. She’s biting her bottom lip. I can almost hear her pussy sopping in her panties for me.

  I then have both hands on her waist. I grit my teeth and push forward. She slides back, crying out. She topples to her ass, on her elbows, eyes wide. Maybe she expects me to stand up and whip my cock out and stuff it down her throat. I don’t know. But she’s ready… and I’m just not.

  “I’m out of here,” I say.

  “What the fuck?” she asks.

  “Sweetie, trust me, nobody needs this in their life.”

  I can’t believe I’m stepping over a topless chick. I’m walking from Zeke’s place, making a line to my car. I get behind the wheel and look at the front door of the house.

  I can still save this. I can still go in there and fuck her.

  But I don’t.

  I grit my teeth harder and back up and spin the car around.

  There’s only one fuck in my mind… just one… and it’s Jade.

  I need just it one more time…

  Just one more fucking time.

  14.

  (Jade)

  I finish my water and wipe a bead of sweat off my stomach. The sun is out and it’s freaking hot today. But it’s nice to sit by the pool with Katelyn and just not care about the world. Somewhere inside the house my father is in a meeting about the new tech company. Yes, Hunter is there with him, dressed in a suit, making executive decisions that will benefit his wallet and my father’s. Rebecca is shopping for a big piano, saying she wants to play again, bringing joy to my father. He made the suggestion that Rebecca and I work together, which is the first time ever that my father even considers my musical talent as being used right now.

  And I haven’t seen Jake in days.

  He still lives in the house because I’ve heard him in his room. But I haven’t seen him since he was touching himself and made me cry. I’ll never forget the sight of his strong hand around his thick shaft.

  But Jake’s an asshole. And he’s my stepbrother. And everything is completely wrong. All I can hope for now is more sunny days to spend with Katelyn. Things will eventually calm down and my father is preparing to start talking politics, which will then let this image of family go away. Jake will get his money and hopefully leave. I heard my father telling Rebecca he’ll make sure Jake is sent away and will stay away.

  Even still, I can’t stop thinking about Jake. There’s more to the asshole guy. He was wild with me in bed, but not rough. He was thorough and filled me with pleasure, but he didn’t hurt me. He even cleaned me up… something I didn’t know about. And then the night I got drunk. He could have taken advantage of me, but he didn’t. I begged for him and he took care of me. He tasted my body, made me come, and then stayed next to me until I fell asleep.

  That’s not an asshole. That’s a decent guy.

  Something kept that wall up.

  I look over my shoulder at Jake’s window. I pull my sunglasses down and almost wish he would be standing there, staring at me and Katelyn.

  But nobody is there.

  “Uh, so Kyle called me. He’s such an idiot. You know? Jade?”

  “Yeah,” I say. I put my sunglasses back on and look at Katelyn. “What did he want?”

  “Sex,” she says. “He just straight up texts me about it. Like, oh, baby, I need your body against mine. I need to feel you. I want to taste your skin. Like, what the hell?”

  “At least he doesn’t lead you on.”

  “Lead me on!” Katelyn yells. “Fuck! Buy me flowers. Take me to dinner. Pretend I’m beautiful or something. Eat me out a few times before you expect me to blow you. Right?”

  I laugh and shake my head. Katelyn is so loud and outspoken I can’t help but love her. Her attitude and mouth gets her in a lot of trouble though.

  “Well, maybe you should lead him on,” I say. “Make him do everything you just said.”

  “Reverse everything? That’s genius. Make him want it so bad…”

  I nod. “Sounds good to me.”

  “Jesus, Jade, you’re a genius. And you’re so fucking pretty. Okay? I don’t say it enough, but damn, look at you. In a two piece bikini, rocking that body. And your boobs…”

  “Can we skip this?” I ask.

  “No. You need to understand that.” Katelyn sits up and peels her sunglasses off. “And if this Hunter guy is into you, go with it. Do the reverse thing on him. Own him, Jade.”

  Own him…

  “I don’t know. I’m going to have to go out with him at least once. Just to make my father happy.”

  “Yeah, but do you like him? I mean…”

  “He’s different than when he was younger,” I say. “Which is obvious. Last time I saw him, he was fourteen and had big glasses and was a dork. He used to look at my boobs all the time. It was weird.”

  “And now?”

  “Well… no more glasses. He’s clean cut. He’s rich. He definitely filled out into his body. He takes care of himself. He’s smart.”

  “Go for it then,” Katelyn says. “Enjoy it.”

  “I don’t know.”

  I open my mouth and nothing else comes out.

  A black car pulls into the driveway.

  Jake’s car.

  Katelyn turns her head and we both watch Jake get out of the car. Jeans and a black t-shirt, hugging his arms, shoulders, chest, and body. He’s fucking chiseled even through a shirt. Black sunglasses and his messy hair, he looks right at us. His face is scruffy and he gives a nod.

  “Jesus, fuck,” Katelyn whispers. “That’s Jake?”

  “That’s Jake. The asshole.”

  “Wow. He’s fucking hot. I mean… wow.”

  Jake walks toward the house and disappears. I can’t help but feel my toes curling a little. Just out of need of some kind of relief. It’s hard to hear someone think Jake is as hot as I think he is. Because it means my attraction to him is really real. But it also makes me a little jealous.

  Katelyn could have Jake. I can’t. Her parents are together. She’s not a stepthing to Jake. They could go out. Do things. Fuck each other freely. Do whatever the hell they want.

  Now I’m definitely jealous of Katelyn.

  “Hey, what’s wrong?” she asks.

  “What?”

  “You look mad. Or hurt.”

  “Oh, no. I’m fine.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yeah,” I say. “This house and family thing is still getting to me. The last time I talked to Jake he said some really mean things to me. I hate being judged because of my father and because of how I go to school. You know?”

  “What did he say?”

  “Nothing. Just dumb stuff. Rich girl, princess, blah blah. It just bothered me. I mean, he’s the same. He has a trust fund. Money. He’s rich. But because he drinks and smokes, he’s suddenly cool.”

  Katelyn smirks.

  “What?” I ask.

  “Nothing.” />
  “Tell me.”

  “You’re either trying really hard to work the stepbrother and sister fighting angle… or you have a crush on him.”

  I gasp. I feel my face burning. I shake my head. “You… it’s…”

  “It’s totally cool,” Katelyn says. “I get it. It’s like a temptation thing. But just see how the Hunter thing works out. I don’t want you to get hurt, Jade. Especially by someone you’re not really supposed to be with.”

  I’m sort of shocked that Katelyn is okay with me and Jake fooling around or whatever. I mean, there is nothing wrong with it. We’re two people and there’s something there.

  “Listen, I have to get going. I’m going to meet up with Kyle.”

  “Right now?”

  “Yeah. Let him eye me in this bathing suit. My boobs look really good right now.”

  “Is he getting some?”

  “Nope. He’s going to work for it.”

  I know Katelyn though. She can’t hold out. She’ll give anything Kyle wants.

  We hug and she struts across the yard in her flip flops to the side gate.

  I’m alone and I look toward the house. Even outside I can feel some kind of wild tension. Jake and I not talking should be a good thing, but it’s far from it. I hate that we don’t talk and I hate myself for hating that.

  I need to say something to him.

  I need… something.

  I walk back to the house, a towel around my waist. I walk in the front door and listen for voices. They’re echoing down the hall. That’s the office area. Business conducted and money made. That’s what my father does. I can’t imagine where Rebecca is right now. Maybe gone shopping with her new shiny credit card. Maybe she’s sleeping. I noticed the past few days she seemed very off. A little slow. Like she was high or something.

  I shove everything out of my mind and walk up the main staircase. It’s massive, two sets of steps on each side of the foyer that elegantly wrap around to one big landing. From there is where the second floor splits into its proper wings. The left wing is where my father has his master suite. The wing is all his… well, his and Rebecca’s, I assume. The right wing used to be something I considered mine, but now I share it with Jake. The asshole.

  I walk the hall and stop at Jake’s door. I make a fist and knock.

  No response.

  I’m not accepting that as an answer. No way in hell. I need to say something to Jake. I need to cut the tension and clear the air. Most of all, I want to be the one who cuts off communication. He’s not getting this power from me.

  In bed, sure, he won. With his hands and tongue, yeah, that battle was easy. Trying to fuck with my fragile heart, I know, it’s pathetic that he got me.

  But this is all mine.

  I open his door and peek inside. My eyes look to the bed and the image of him stroking himself pops into my mind.

  The bed is empty.

  “Jake?” I call out.

  There’s no reply.

  The room smells of him. Cologne, smoke, and man. All fucking man.

  It turns me on.

  I need this feeling to go away too.

  I need to go out with Hunter. Just to have an excuse not to think of Jake.

  I leave the room and look down the hall.

  The bathroom.

  Jake’s room doesn’t have a private bathroom like mine. So ha.

  I go to the bathroom and knock on the door.

  “What?” Jake’s sexy voice booms.

  “Jake. It’s me. It’s Jade.”

  “What do you want?”

  “I want to come in.”

  No you don’t. He’s in there. Maybe naked.

  “What’s wrong with your private bathroom? The golden throne dull?”

  “Fuck you,” I yell and hit the door. “I want to talk.”

  “I’m just getting out of the shower.”

  “I don’t care.”

  Are you serious? What are you doing?

  My eyes and mouth are suddenly hungry. I’m desperate for Jake’s cock.

  I swallow hard.

  “Door’s open, sweetie. I have nothing to hide.”

  I slowly open the door and step inside.

  When I see Jake, my knees buckle. I almost fall face forward to the tile floor. I put my hands out and catch myself.

  “You okay?”

  “Slippery.”

  “When wet,” Jake says with a grin.

  I blush like a fool. “Shut up.”

  He’s leaning against the sink in nothing but a towel. His hair is dark and messy. His eyes the same. His skin is a little damp, his muscles so fucking beautiful. I want to touch. I want to feel. I want to hold and claw at.

  “What do you want?” he asks.

  “We haven’t talked in like a week.”

  “So?”

  “You’re not that person,” I say. “I know it.”

  “You know it?” he asks, looking at me.

  His eyes cut through me. I should not be this wet right now. I feel my breasts achy and my nipples tender. I want to know if he can see my nipples getting hard right now.

  “I think I know it.”

  “Keeping thinking,” he says. “If you don’t mind…”

  “What?”

  “I’m going to get dressed and head out.”

  “Where?”

  “Who the fuck are you?”

  “Are you fucking someone else? Or other women?”

  Jake laughs. “Are you jealous or something? Come on, sweetie, I know I’m the best you’ve ever had, but get over it. Your pussy ain’t made of gold.”

  I’m offended and I want to hurt him. I suck in a breath. “I wanted to tell you that I’m going out with Hunter.”

  “Thomas Jr.”

  I cringe. “Don’t say that.”

  Jake laughs again. “Am I wrong?”

  “I’m not talking about it. I’m just letting you know. Our time… it’s come and gone. Whatever happened before… it’s done. No more.”

  “Haven’t tried or cared, sweetie,” Jake says.

  “Good. I’m glad I said that. I’m going out with Hunter. I’m not… with you…”

  Jake pushes from the sink and turns to face me. There’s a few feet separating us, but I swear I can feel his body against mine. His eyes lock with mine and my mind has one thought…

  Oh, shit.

  15.

  (Jade)

  He’s stepping toward me. And I’m doing nothing to step away. He approaches slowly, his hands balled into fists.

  “You keep saying that shit,” he says. “And it’s tempting me.”

  “Good,” I say. “Be tempted. You can’t…”

  “Oh, I can. And maybe I will. One last time.”

  I gulp. One last time. It sounds so fucking hot, right? Just one more time. One more wild time. One more… to be so naughty and intense and wrong…

  “That’s what you want?” I ask.

  Jake’s close enough to touch me. “No, sweetie.” He reaches out and touches my hair. “It’s what you want.”

  His fingers touch the thin strap of my bikini top. He reached behind my neck and pulls at the string. I’m not stopping him as he unties the top. The strings fall forward, but my breasts are still mostly covered up. They’re so heavy, pushing against the bikini top.

  “Yeah,” Jake whispers. “No more of this…”

  His fingers creep down my chest. His hands slid to my sides and around to my back. If he unties the second knot, my top will just fall off.

  But Jake doesn’t do that.

  He’s too good at what he does for that. That would be easy.

  Instead, Jake kisses my chest. His lips kissing me again and again, inching down. His tongue flickers into my top, seeking out my nipple. It’s not hard to find, and when he does, he goes right to work. He hisses as his tongue circles around it. His teeth gently grazing my hard nipple, then biting and tugging on it.

  I am so fucking turned on.

  I reach down
and grab at his towel. His cock is thick and pressing against the cloth. I grip around him and squeeze, letting out a moan.

  It feels so good to be touched.

  “You like it,” he says, his breath spread across my chest. “You dirty fucking girl. You like it.”

  “I like it,” I admit.

  Jake then pulls the other string and my top falls down. He steps back and the bikini top is on the floor.

  “Fuck,” he growls. “Those tits are so full.”

  His hands cup me, squeeze, his thumbs quick to flick across my nipples, sending jolts throughout my body. His hands move up again and he’s suddenly holding my face in his hands.

  “You’re the fucking death of all I know,” he says.

  “Jake, this is it,” I say. “It has to be it. Okay?”

  “I don’t believe in forever, sweetie. I believe in now. And right now, you’re soaking wet and I’m rock hard.”

  Jake kisses me. So vicious and delicious. His tongue exploring my mouth. His lips overpowering my lips. I put my head back a little and he stays with me. Commanding me. Owning me.

  “Then fucking fuck me,” I say.

  He kisses me again then stops. Our noses touch. Our lips fluttering, wanting more.

  “But this is it,” I say again.

  “Are you telling me? Or trying to convince yourself?”

  “Shut up,” I say. “It has to be…”

  He kisses me, stealing the rest of my useless words.

  We kiss hard and fast again. Jake puts me up against the bathroom door. It’s unlocked, at the end of the hall, prime for us to get fucking caught doing this stuff.

  But I don’t care.

  I kiss him back.

  His hands hold my hand and my hands pull at his towel. Enough is enough. I need that thick and ready cock in my hand. And then inside me.

  His towel falls and I feel his cock slap against my leg. My hand grips him at his root, stroking him for what has to be miles. The head of his cock is so thick and fleshy, ready to seek out my inner most areas and destroy me.

  Destroy me?

  And I want it.

  I stroke Jake. I hold tight and pull hard.

  Jake moves his hands down. He skips my breasts and instead presses his chest against mine. I feel the definition of his muscle against my nipples. It’s goddamn bliss right now. I just need the bottom of my bikini off and Jake inside me.