My Charming Stepbrother

by Grace Valentine

  Garrett unlocked the door and dragged me inside. He didn’t wait long before pushing me against the wall and kissing me. I relaxed into his touch, slowly getting used to his strength. He didn’t stop and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned. His dominance was a turn on and my pussy was wet. I ground against his growing erection and whimpered when he pulled away from me.

  “I’ve waited so long for this and now it’s happening. It doesn’t feel real.”

  I’d never saw such raw emotion coming from him. It was heart wrenching and tears filled my eyes. “Oh Garrett, I’m so sorry. I was just afraid.” It was true. I didn’t want to ruin his career.

  He shook his head and kissed me. His lips bruised mine but I didn’t care. I opened my mouth and sucked his tongue. He groaned and ground against me.

  “No more waiting,” I said and gasped when he spun away from the wall holding me tight against his body.

  “No more waiting,” he repeated and carried me to his room.

  Garrett set me on my feet and without waiting I pulled my shirt over my head and shoved my skirt down my hips. I had to wiggle to get it down my curves. Reaching behind my back I unsnapped my bra and dropped it to the floor. Now I stood before him naked, and I wouldn’t lie, I felt a little vulnerable. I wasn’t model thin, and my skin wasn’t perfectly tan and flawless. He froze and stared at me. His finger paused on one of the buttons. The heat in his eyes told me I was everything he wanted.

  “You’re perfect Andra. Better than I imagined.” He licked his lips as walked towards him sway my hips.

  I placed my fingers on his and shoved them out of the way and proceeded to undo the buttons of his shirt. He stood still even when I grazed my fingers on his chest and pushed his shirt down his muscular arms. I leaned in and licked his nipple and he shuddered so I licked the other one.

  He was perfect, tan and muscular, but not like he was on steroids. He was strong and I ran my fingers down his abs to the button of his jeans. He sucked in a breath when my fingers slipped beneath the waist. I popped the button and slid down his zipper. His erection jumped and I pushed my hand inside his boxers and wrapped my small hand around him.

  He groaned and I squeezed him rubbing up and down over the tip of his erection. He didn’t want to wait and yanked my hand out of his boxers. He shoved the rest of his clothes of and backed me up to the bed. My knees hit the edge and he pushed me down and spread my legs situating himself between them before dropping to his knees.

  I tried to stop him. “What are you doing?”

  His eyes narrowed and he smirked devilishly. “Something I’ve been dreaming of.” Then he licked my pussy, and he didn’t stop. His tongue swirled and licked me thoroughly. My body shook and I wrapped my fingers into his hair trying to pull him away only to push my pussy closer. I lifted my hips crying out when he stuck his tongue inside of me. I arched off the bed and pushed further into his face grinding against his mouth as I came. Pleasure wove through me as he continued to lick and then sucked my clit into his mouth. I screamed out my orgasm and he latched his hands onto my ass holding me still as he continued to lick me. I bucked against his mouth over and over again until I couldn’t take any more. I squirmed trying to get away.

  “No more; it’s too much.”

  He looked up at me and shook his head. “It’s not.” But he let up and I lay on the bed trying to breathe again. He shifted my body placing my legs on the bed and spreading them wide. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper before I felt the dip on the bed. He moved between my legs. I cracked my eye open and watching him massage his cock. I licked my lips knowing what was about to come. Finally after all this time he was going to make love to me.

  He leaned over me and kissed me lightly. “I’ve waited for you for far too long, but now you’re mine.” He said and pushed inside of me. My body tightened, but he slid in inch by inch. Taking his time and enjoying the feel of my pussy wrapping around him. He thrust deeper and I gasped when he was fully seated. My body tingled from my last orgasm and my inner muscles milked his cock tightening around him.

  He clenched his jaw and pulled out only to slowly thrust back in. He made love with me. Our pace became synchronized as I lifted my hips to meet each thrust. His eyes never left mine and when he kissed me it was soft. His touch was light and sensual. I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him deeper inside of me and holding him close. My nails scratched his back and he grunted.

  “I want to take my time baby,” he said and took a deep controlled breath. I could tell he was struggling not to speed up and take me and as much as I loved what was happening he looked like he was in pain.

  “It’s okay Garrett. There will be next time.” I kissed his lips and said, “Now fuck me.”

  His eyes widened and I felt his cock grow larger inside of me. His eyes glazed over and then he thrust in and out of me with such a force I could do nothing but lay there and take it. I locked my legs around him and held on as he took me, and when he came, I knew then as I screamed that Garrett Beck owned me body and soul. I was in a shit load of trouble, but I didn’t care as my body shook with release.

  Chapter 6

  He loved her. That’s all there was to it. For years he told himself he did, but he was beginning to wonder if it was just something he thought rather than something he really felt. But having her body locked around him and making love to her proved it all. He was utterly in love with her, and now that she’d finally stopped running he wouldn’t let her go again. He’d kick her ass if she pulled another stunt like avoiding him for over six years again.

  He lay next to Andra with his eyes shut. Her hand rubbed over his chest and he cracked an eye open. “How are you feeling?” He was rough after she had told him to fuck her. He lost it and did as she requested, but now he felt like he shouldn’t have.

  She smiled up at him. “I’m good.”

  The look in her eyes took his breath away. It was as if they were trying to say exactly how he was feeling. So instead of holding it in he brought his hand to her cheek. “I love you Andra.”

  Her hand froze on his chest and her eyes widened before filling with tears. Her lips parted and she opened her mouth to speak and then shut her mouth. He could feel the shock. How the hell didn’t she know? He’d pretty much told her all those years ago before she left for college. When he told her he’d let her have time to grow up and have her fun before he put his claim on her.

  She ignored the tear sliding down her cheek and shook her head. “You don’t love me Garrett.”

  “The hell I don’t. I’ve loved you since you were 17, but I wanted you to have time to grow up and be free.” He rolled over her caging her body between his arms and glared at her. “You can’t tell me what I feel.” He kissed her lips. “And I know you feel the same way, it’s the whole reason you ran from me for so long.”

  “I don’t love you?”

  He smirked as her response. It came out as a question and she nibbled her lip adorably. Her eyes watered and he couldn’t resist kissing her full lips again. “You fuckin’ adore me so please don’t fight it anymore baby. I can’t take it. Don’t you know that’s why I am retiring? I want a life with you.”

  “That’s why I stayed away though. I didn’t want to ruin your career, and if we were together and people found out you’d be ruined.”

  She still hadn’t said the words he was looking for but she was getting close to admitting it. “Why? Who cares that our parents were married. My dad’s been dead for nearly seven years Andra, and he never adopted you. We are not related. “He punctuated the last three words to make a point. She needed to get over it.

  “You honestly think you’d have made it this far if the press found out you were fucking your stepsister?”

  His eyes flared and he dug his fists into the mattress on either side of her body. She said it that way on purpose to rile him up and he took a deep breath and through clenched teeth he said, “There’s more to what I feel for you Andra, an
d you know it.”

  She sighed. “I know but the media wouldn’t see it that way. You’d be labeled and not in a pleasant way. I couldn’t do that to you. It was easier to stay away than be the reason why your career fell apart.” She peered at him with tears. “And it’s because I do love you, so much.”

  Garrett’s heart stopped, or at least it felt that way. She’d finally said it. It made sense as to why she stayed away and he appreciated her trying to protect his reputation, but— “I really wish you would have given me the choice instead of making it for me. This shit could have been put to rest a long time ago. You’re more important to me than acting baby.” He brought a hand to her cheek and pushed a strand of loose hair from her eyes. “It’s been torture without you, knowing I couldn’t have you or touch you. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to come home and pull you into my arms each night. Lose myself in your body when I was stressed as shit. Or hell, call you on the phone just to hear your voice.”

  “I didn’t know you really felt that way. I thought you were all talk back then.” She blushed.

  “I’ve never been all talk have I? Anything I’ve said I’d do, I’ve done, anything I’ve said I would get, I got. You’re the last thing. I want you to be mine Andra. I want to spend the rest of my life taking care of you loving you the way you deserve.”

  She laughed nervously. “You act like I’m some prize to be won or something.”

  “That’s because you are my prize, the best thing in my life.” He turned serious. “As long as you stay in my life this time, I’ll be the happiest man alive.”

  “I will,” she whispered and wrapped her arms around his sealing her promise with a kiss that brought his body to life. He groaned against her mouth and licked her bottom lip.

  “Are you too tired?”

  She kissed him deeper and wrapped her leg legs around his waist pulling his hard cock against her wetness. She was ready and without another word he slid inside her making love to her body the way he dreamed of doing every night for the rest of his life. It was heaven and he never wanted it to go away. She was his home. Now and forever.

  Chapter 7

  6 weeks later

  I was in heaven. I couldn’t believe how much time was wasted by my insecurities. I was so worried about what others would think I forgot about myself. What I felt and what I wanted. And that was my stepbrother and actor Garrett Beck. He was the most amazing man in the world, and as he so ineloquently put it, ‘I can fuck you as much as I want, there’s no blood between us. I love you baby.’ And really he was right. Our parents were married for only three years before his dad passed away. As sad as it was there was nothing tying our family together anymore, except our impending wedding.

  Mom was thrilled I’d finally gotten over my worry. She said it didn’t matter that she married his dad. I could love his son. She’d known all along how I felt, and she prayed I’d realize he was more important to me than my insecurity about his career, because in the end no one batted an eye at her engagement announcement.

  Garret decided to propose on stage at his premier. I’d never been more embarrassed or excited when he announced his love for me to the world, and then he spilled the secret. “Oh and for three years my dad was married to her mom.” Then he pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply before dragging me off of the stage and proceeded to fuck me in the coat closest.

  I’d written heart stopping stories of our past to share with the world, keeping the more personal stuff close to my heart, but that didn’t make the stories any less appealing. His fans ate up any bit of information they could get from the elusive Garrett Beck, and best of all, my boss loved them. I’d got a hefty raise and a new job as senior writer.

  Garrett decided to do one more movie. It was sequel to the last movie. The producer thought it would be a hit since he was ‘so love struck’.

  I laid and bed waiting for him to come home and smiled. I had some news and I wasn’t sure how he was going to take it, but I hoped he was as happy as I was. His steps echoed loudly down the hall and I leaned up against my pillow and took a deep breath.

  He walked into the room looking exhausted. “Hey baby,” he said. “You’re still up?”

  “Yes, I was waiting for you.”

  He stripped off his clothes and kicked them to the corner of the room. “Oh?”

  I nodded and held my arms out to him. He took the hint and smirked at me. He crawled on the bed and I spread my legs so he could lie between them. He laid his head on my stomach and I ran my fingers through his messy hair. He tipped his head back and looked up at me.

  “You okay?”

  I nodded and nibbled my lip and decided just telling him was the best bet. “I’m pregnant.” There I’d said it.

  His eyes went wide and his body tensed. And I wondered if I should have let him know more gently.

  Finally he seemed to be able to form words. “Are you for fuckin’ me?” His voice rose in excitement and I breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. His vocabulary would never cease to make me laugh.

  “No, I found out today for sure.”

  “I’m gonna be a daddy?”

  “Yes.”

  “Hot damn,” he said and then rolled me on top of him. “You’re carrying my baby.”

  Tears slid down my cheek and I nodded. I’d never been happier than I was at that moment. Knowing I was carrying his child was the most incredible feeling in the world, and I couldn’t wait to be a mother. I couldn’t wait to become Mrs. Garrett Beck either, and as soon as my mom found out she was going to be a grandma our wedding would be happening a lot sooner than we planned.

  “I love you Garrett.”

  “I love you too baby,” he said.

  I leaned against his body and kissed him with every ounce of love I had.

  The End.

  My Stepbrother the Stripper

  Table of Contents:

  Chapter One: The Break Up

  Chapter Two: The Man in the Mask

  Chapter Three: Happy Birthday, Nicki!

  Chapter Four: The Reveal

  Chapter Five: Face to Face

  Chapter Six: To Be or Not to Be

  Chapter Seven: Writing, Love and Facebook

  Chapter Eight: Five Years Later

  My Stepbrother the Stripper

  Chapter One: The Break Up

  It was a windy, Wednesday evening. Lola Montgomery was sitting, slouched on her large sofa in her apartment. Her hair was a mess and her face was puffy, almost as though she had been crying for quite some time. The apartment resembled the aftermath of a tornado. The tall lamp she used to have in the corner, laid smashed in the center of the room. Her vase her mother had gotten her for her birthday was thrown halfway across the apartment. She had yet to pick up the pieces. Lola was exhausted, however she couldn’t relax. Within the same apartment, just in another room, was Lola’s now ex-boyfriend; whom was to blame for the room being torn to bits. He was yelling at the top of his lungs, which made Lola believe that all of Los Angeles had heard this large spat she was having with Jacob. He was in the middle of packing the rest of his things up and blaming Lola for every problem that occurred within their relationship.

  “You shouldn’t have been home then,” Jacob exclaimed as he walked back into the broken living room. He was referring to the night prior when Lola walked in on him cheating on her. The two had been fighting ever since. Of course, what was Lola supposed to do? Continue dating him while he screwed everyone in town? That’s not how Lola rolled at all. Luckily Lola was getting rid of this clown; however she still needed to clean up the mess he created.

  After she finally ridded herself of him, her best friend busted through the door. “Nicki!” Lola yelled as Nicki entered the room. They had been best friends since Kindergarten; essentially the two were always there for each other. The two cleaned the huge mess Jacob made, which ended up causing Lola to lose some precious items. He had broken a lot more than Lola had seen, things that were irreplaceable. After
seeing this, all Lola wanted to do was forget all about him and delete him from her life.

  “Fuck, Jacob!” Lola announced as she threw away the last bit of trash from the living room. Nicki applauded her and agreed right along with her. “Yeah, you could never forget about Sam,” Nicki giggled. Lola immediately grabbed the closest pillow and chucked it at Nicki’s head. Sam Traverse happened to be Lola’s stepbrother, in which Lola always had a crush on. The two knew each other prior to their parent’s marriage, because they had gone to school together their whole lives. Once, they almost dated, however Jacob had gotten in the way. The two had been on and off for too many years too long.

  “I know what will cheer you up,” Nicki said as she pulled a DVD from her purse. Lola immediately was grossed out and shielded her eyes. “Ew!” Lola yelled as Nicki held it in the air. “It’s just Magic Mike,” Nicki stressed. Lola let out a large sigh of relief. She never did like to look at porn. The movie began to play and the two were immediately sunken into it. They loved the movie so much; it was like they were watching it for the first time, even though they had seen it so many times before.

  “We should do this,” Nicki suggested. Lola practically jumped from her seat. Did Nicki seriously want her to start stripping? “You know, go to a male strip club? It’d be fun!” Nicki’s excitement grew larger and larger and she continued to talk about it. Lola, on the other hand, grew more and more disgusted as she talked on. Nicki noticed that Lola wasn’t into the idea at all. She explained how it could help her get back out there after her break up with Jacob. “It couldn’t hurt,” Nicki said.

  That weekend Lola found herself at the strip club, “Mascaraed”. It was filled with people, due its popular reputation. All of the dancers had masks covering their faces, but barely anything else on their bodies. Nicki and a bunch of their other girlfriends were sitting around a neon catwalk. The men were so amazing that were on stage. Every one of them caught Lola’s eye and she loved every minute of it. Lola danced, laughed and applauded every dancer that came her way.