My Stepbrother the Ultimate Collection (Five Complete Box Sets)

by Cindy Wilder

  Dad: Where did you go? Why didn't you tell me? I love you. Please come back. I can't believe this.

  There were multiple messages similar in nature. I knew he was freaking out about everything I had told him.

  Me: I'm fine. You know where I am. I need time to think. I'm not coming back there, but I will get you your car tonight.

  I decided to check the ones from Brad.

  Brad: Where are you?

  Brad: I need to know where you are.

  Brad: Answer me, Tara.

  Brad: Your scaring the shit out of me. I need to see you. Where are you?

  I put my phone back in my pocket and let my head fall back against the grass. It had been a long time since I had been alone with my mom. I told her about Brad and how amazing he was. She was the only one that wouldn't judge me for what I did. I explained the whole thing, as my phone buzzed repeatedly in my pocket.

  I must have fallen asleep and jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. When I looked up, I saw those beautiful, dark eyes I loved so much. They were tired and filled with emotion. He sat down and pulled me up from the ground and into his arms. His fingers brushed the hair from my face. I didn't have any tears left to cry.

  “How did you know I was here?” I asked.

  “Your dad told me,” he said. “We had a long talk after you left, and he finally told me where I could find you.”

  I nodded but didn't speak.

  “I love you,” he said. “I've never felt like this about anyone. When you didn't want to tell them, I thought you didn't care about me. The way you acted all week made me feel like I was just someone to pass time with at school. I'm so sorry that he did that to you. It's very hard for me to think about it. I had no idea what I was walking into last night. My note said that you wanted to see me. When you said all of those things, I didn't know how to react. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My emotions were so strong, and I didn't want to walk away from you. I needed to be close to you. I know it sounds crazy, but I needed to be inside of you. When you left earlier, things got crazy. Brayden admitted that you had no idea it was him and thought it was me the entire time. He took a few good punches before everything settled down. Your dad was the one that finally pulled me off of him.”

  My arms were wrapped around him, and I was silent. I was so afraid to let go of him.

  “Talk to me, Tara,” he said. “Please.”

  “I'm afraid to let you go. I feel horrible and disgusting. You were the only one I was with. I only wanted to be with you. He took you away from me.”

  He took my chin in his hand and lifted my face so he could look into my eyes.

  “I'm right here. I came looking for you. I love you, baby. It hurts so damn bad knowing that happened.”

  “I should have known, Brad,” I said. “I should have stopped him.”

  “You thought it was me. I do understand that. You had no idea that I had a twin. I don't like what he did. I will never speak to him again. I don't blame you.”

  I opened my eyes a little more and looked into his.

  “You don't?” I asked. “I should have known.”

  “How could you? He acted like he was me. I'm not losing you. I love you too much to walk away from you.”

  “I love you,” I said.

  “Are you going to introduce me to your mom?” he asked.

  “She already knows everything. I came here to think and talk to her. This is where I think best. How's my dad and your mom?” I asked.

  “My mom was so upset. She couldn't believe he did that to you and me. I'm not sure he'll be living there after today. She didn't raise us to hurt people. What he did was unforgivable. Your dad was freaking out. I thought his head was going to blow. He wasn't happy with me either at first. You told him we were together. We talked for a long time and I let him know that I loved you very much and would never hurt you. I'm not sure how he's feeling about Brayden. I'm hoping our parents make it through this. They do seem to love each other.”

  “Does Billy think I'm crazy?” I asked.

  “No,” he said. “He said he was worried about you last night after the two of you talked.”

  “I was proud to be with you. I hope you know that.”

  “I'm proud to be with you too,” he said. “Your dad said we could bring the car back tomorrow. I told him that you're living with me once school starts. We're getting an apartment alone together. He didn't freak out as much as I thought he would. I'll work, and he said he's going to put your dorm money toward it.”

  He stood up and reached for my hands. I put them in his and he pulled me to my feet.

  “What makes you think I'll agree to live with you?” I asked with a smile.

  “You're going to be spending so much time with me until then that you won't be able to sleep without being in my arms,” he said. “We're moving in together starting tonight.”

  “What?” I screeched.

  He opened my car door, and waited for me to get in.

  “You told your dad that you were staying at the apartment until September, right?” he asked.

  I nodded.

  “Then that's where I'll be. I'll see you at home,” he said with a wink.

  I drove to the apartment in silence, as he followed behind me. When we got there, he was quickly by my side. I unlocked the apartment door, let us in, and locked it behind us. He turned and crashed his lips to mine, as he shoved me against the door. I bit his lower lip and sucked it. His tongue entered my mouth as a whimper from me filled the air. Both of my hands were in his hair as I pulled him closer. He pulled my shirt over my head and quickly removed my bra. When he kissed down my neck and licked circles around my nipple, my head fell back and I moaned. He rolled my other nipple between his fingers and pulled it. I let out a yelp and grabbed his head. He placed tiny kisses down my stomach until he reached the waist on my jeans. I made quick work of my button and zipper, as I shoved my pants down my legs. He laughed as he moved them down the rest of the way and had me step out of them.

  “Impatient?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I said. “I want to feel your mouth on me. I need you, Brad.”

  He pulled my panties down my legs and slid his tongue up my thigh. I couldn't believe he was actually there. He hadn't left me. He nudged me with his hand and my legs spread. I looked down at him and felt tears slip from the corner of my eye.

  “Are you okay?” he asked looking up at me.

  “I'm more than okay,” I said. “I'm so glad you're here.”

  He lifted my leg onto his shoulder and leaned in. His tongue licked my pussy, and I shivered.

  “So perfect,” he said.

  His warm breath caressed my skin, and I felt like I was going to melt. The most perfect man in the world was on his knees before me. His tongue licked between my folds just as his thumb began to circle my clit. My head fell back against the door and I moaned his name. I let my eyes close and soaked up every bit of pleasure. When his finger entered me, I gasped as I bit my lip. He began to thrust it in and out of me. The feeling of his tongue licking me, his finger on my clit, and his finger inside of me had me moving my hips against him. When he added a second finger, my hand went to the back of his head. I ground against his face as I moaned and whimpered.

  “Fuck, Brad,” I cried out. “Don't stop.”

  He fucked me faster and harder with his fingers as he licked up to my clit. When he took it between his teeth and sucked it into his mouth, I screamed out and felt my pussy suck his fingers through my orgasm. He continued to lick every bit of juice that dripped from me. Just as I was about to slide down the door, he got to his feet and lifted me into his arms. He walked into the bathroom, set me on my feet, and leaned in to turn on the water. Once he was satisfied with how warm it was, he pulled me in with him. I laughed as the water drenched his clothes. His tight t-shirt sucked against his hard muscles. I leaned in and ran my tongue across his skin just above the collar. My hands went to the hem, and I pulled it over his head letting if fal
l at our feet. I leaned in and licked his broad chest before taking his nipple between my teeth and pulling it. He groaned from deep inside, and I felt it vibrate through my entire body. I clenched my thighs trying to hide the way I was already feeling again. I undid his jeans and shoved them down with his boxers. When I leaned forward for him to step out of them, his hand came down on my ass and I yelped.

  I went to my knees and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. My hand tightened around him and began to stroke him up and down. I looked up to see water running over his head and down his body. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. He ran his hand through my wet hair. When he wrapped it around his hand and pulled back, I gasped. He held me so that I was looking up at him.

  “You're so damn beautiful, baby,” he said. “You look so good on your knees, wet, in front of me.”

  When I went to pull my head forward, he held me still. I began to stroke his cock faster and moved my other hand to cup his balls.

  “Fuck,” he growled. “So good, baby.”

  I tried to pull my head away, but he wouldn't release his hold.

  "What, Tara,” he said. “Tell me what you want.”

  “You,” I said. “I want to taste you, Brad. I want to feel you in mouth. I want all of you.”

  He let up on my hair and I licked the water from his tip. My tongue swirled around him before licking the sensitive underside of his shaft. I moved my tongue up and down from his base to his tip. His breathing changed, and I loved the sound. He was still watching me, as I continued to tease him.

  “Suck me, baby,” he moaned. “Suck my cock, Tara.”

  I put my lips around him and took him deep into my mouth. When he reached the back of my throat, I stopped for a second before continuing. One of his hands went to the wall for support. My lips tightened around him and I began to suck harder and deeper. His head fell back under the water, and his other hand began moving me up and down his cock.

  “Fuck, baby,” he moaned. “Harder, suck me harder.”

  I put my hands on the backs of his legs and held him tight. My mouth moved fast, as I took him even deeper than before. He groaned and held my head tight against him. My fingers dug into his legs. I licked and sucked him, as I looked up at him. He looked so beautiful. His face had so much pleasure on it as he moaned with my movements.

  “Up,” he said.

  I only sucked him harder.

  “If you don't stand up, I'm going to fill that sweet mouth of yours with cum, baby.”

  He moved to pull my head back, but I pulled against him and sucked hard. When I took him even deeper into my throat, he let out a growl that filled the room and held me against him as his cum shot into my mouth and filled my throat. I looked up to see him watching, as it leaked out my mouth and ran down my neck to my chest.

  “Fuck,” he moaned. “That looks so damn hot.”

  I pulled back, releasing him from my mouth. My tongue shot out and licked around my lips. He grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. We turned so I was under the water. He grabbed the body wash and squirted it onto his hands. When his hands met my skin, I shivered again. He washed my neck and arms. His hands massaged my breasts and rolled my nipples. My back arched, and I was ready for more. He continued down my stomach and between my legs. I moaned as he cleaned where I was so damn sensitive and sore. It didn't stop me from wanting to feel him there again. My head fell back in pleasure. I knew he was enjoying himself.

  “Turn,” he demanded.

  I turned around and felt his hands on my shoulders. He moved down the back of my arms and across my back. He moved lower until they were massaging my ass. Tiny, soft kisses trailed across my skin. When his hand slid up the middle, I jumped and heard him laugh.

  “Your ass is perfect. Everything about you is beautiful. I'm going wash you every day. I'm going to pleasure you every chance I get. I'm going to claim every inch of you.”

  He turned me back to face him.

  “I'm not waking up another day without you in my arms. I will not ever risk losing you again, Tara. You are mine. I will protect you and keep you safe. Nobody will ever be able to touch you again. I love you, baby. I'm going to make you my wife. We'll both be doctors, and I will take you out for a fancy dinner every night if you want. We'll have babies and chase them everywhere. I know it will take time to get to where we want to be.”

  Brad held the back of my head and pulled me to him, as he claimed my mouth with his. His hand grabbed my ass and pulled me forward. I gasped when I felt how hard he was against my belly. He pushed me back against the wall, lifted my leg around his waist, and pulled back from our kiss.

  “I love you, Tara. I will love you every day for the rest of my life. I'm not going anywhere. I told you from the beginning, baby. We're in it together,” he said, just before thrusting up into me and filling me completely.

  I knew I would spend every day for the rest of my life showing him how much I loved and appreciated him. He was my forever, and he was right, we were in it together.

  The End.

  My Stepbrother the Military Man #1

  I looked out the window and watched the car pass the familiar scenery. When the driver turned into the long driveway, I felt my palms begin to sweat and my heart race. It had been two long years since I had been to visit him. I was fourteen the last time I was able to see my father. So much along the driveway looked the same, but I knew a lot had changed. A smile spread across my face when I saw the two-story, brick home I missed so much. The lawn and yard looked perfect, as they always had. The flowers throughout the yard were different. They were much prettier than I remembered. She must have better taste, I thought to myself. Either that or he hired someone with better taste than he had before. The driver stopped the car in front of the porch and opened my door for me. I grabbed my carry-on and slid across the seat while he took my suitcase from the trunk. He placed it on the top step and turned back to me.

  “Is there anything else you need?” he asked.

  “No,” I answered. “Thank you.”

  I watched the driver walk back to the car, as I looked around the porch. The swing I used to relax and read on until I fell asleep was still in its place. I remembered rocking so many nights in the cool air with the breeze blowing through my hair. They would argue when he came in from work, and I would sneak out the front door to get away from it all. He would eventually come out and carry me to bed. How sad that those were some of my best memories of my father. I walked over and sat down on the swing, as I looked out at the huge yard.

  When I got off the plane, I honestly expected to see my dad waiting for me, but he wasn't. I'm not sure why I expected any different. I assumed after fighting my mom for two years to be able to see me, that he would have actually been excited about it. Of course, there was no way he was going to take a moment away from his precious business. I thought it was going to be different. He obviously couldn't be bothered. I had to wonder why I was even there. Truthfully, I think he just fought to see me to piss my mom off and force her to spend money on lawyers. I was sure it cost him a pretty penny for his lawyers and my plane fare. He had more money than he would ever be able to spend. I'm sure what he paid was worth it just to irritate her. Those two never got along. At least not that I can ever remember. I had even heard him tell her the only reason he ever married her was because he had gotten her pregnant with me.

  My mom never argued about me visiting him until he got remarried. She enjoyed the breaks she got from having to take care of me. The day she found out he was getting married again, she lost it and went off the deep end. She moved us as far away as she could and refused to let me have any contact with him. I was upset enough already and she wouldn't tell me anything about him. That really pissed me off. What hurt me the most was not being able to see Rosie again. She was my dad's housekeeper, but before that she was more of a mother to me than my own mom. I couldn't remember a time she wasn't there. She was the one person that actually cared about me. I missed her so much and hoped
that she still worked for him. Both of my parents were awful. Neither of them ever had any business having a child. I was actually happy they only had me. It would have been nice to have a sibling, but I wouldn't wish them on anyone else.

  I pushed myself off of the swing and headed for the door. There was no reason to sit and feel sorry for myself. I was going to have an entire summer at my dad's. It had to be better than staying with her, I thought. At least he had an awesome pool. I stood in front of the door so excited to see Rosie. Please be here, I thought. If she was gone, I knew it would have devastated me. I reached my hand up and rang the doorbell. Thinking about it, I shook my head. I was standing in front of the home I lived in for the first twelve years of my life and had to ring the bell to get in.

  When the door swung open, I jumped and felt my mouth fall open. In front of me stood the cutest boy I had ever seen in my life. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes, muscles, and was so tall. I was speechless. My body wasn't moving. I wasn't sure what to do or say.

  “You must be Princess Carrie,” the amazingly hot guy said.

  “And you would be who?” I asked nervously.

  “Really?” he asked, as he narrowed his eyes at me. “Your father didn't tell you.”

  “Um,” I said, as I moved from foot to foot.

  “I'm your stepbrother Kyle,” he said.

  “What?” I snapped without thinking.

  You've got to be fucking kidding me, I thought. My hand moved to cover my mouth at my thoughts. I was used to speaking any way I wanted around my mom, but my dad would be pissed if I said something like that in front of him.

  He shook his head and laughed. Who the hell did he think he was, I thought? I reached over, grabbed my bag and suitcase, and pushed passed him. When I finally reached the door to my room, I felt excitement run through my body as a smile covered my face. Then I swung the door open, and my heart stopped along with my smile.

  “What the fuck?” I yelped into the air.