BAD HEART: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 2)

by Hayes, Aurora

  She deserves so much more than all this.

  I can’t let her fall into the trap her father and Hunter have set for her. But I can’t let her fall into my arms either.

  I finish my smoke and toss it from the roof. I know I need to get some sleep before the day actually starts. But temptation crawls right back into my ear. I slide to the right and look into Jade’s window. The room is mostly dark except for her TV glowing, which casts enough light across her bed. She’s tucked in, curled up, sleeping. I wonder what she’s dreaming about right now.

  “Go to bed, man,” I whisper to myself.

  Since when do I listen to anyone?

  I hurry back to the window and climb through. I stand there for a second and then leave. I go to Jade’s room and the door is unlocked, just like last time. When I caught her fingering herself.

  I shut the door and lock it.

  The TV volume is all the way down. Some infomercial is playing. The idea that she sleeps with the TV on - probably for light - drives me mad. It makes my stomach tighten. The whiskey rolling through my mind tells me I feel this way because Jade is everything I want and need to fix myself.

  But that’s bullshit.

  There is no person for me.

  Especially Jade.

  Her life would be a mess if she were with me. I mean, aside from the fact that she’s my damn stepsister…

  I touch the side of the bed and crouch down. I stroke her cheek. I move down and kiss her cheek. She smells delicious. My cock is aching and already half hard.

  I inch the covers down and see what she’s wearing. Some kind tank top that has no purpose. Her tits are pressed together, mostly hanging out. I touch her back and run my fingertips along the straps of the shirt. I hook my middle finger around the top of the strap and take it down her shoulder and arm. Right to her elbow. Her left breast is basically hanging out of her shirt now. I run my hand down her chest and cup her breast, gently taking it from her top.

  My thumb grazes her pink and sweet nipple.

  I come forward and need to taste her.

  I run my lips over her nipple and she jumps a little. I open my mouth and suckle on her hard nipple. My lips slide over more of her breast.

  Jade groans.

  She moves to her back.

  I pull away from her breast and look at her.

  Her eyes flutter with surprise.

  “Hey, sweetie,” I whisper. “I’m…”

  She nods.

  She reaches up to her other shoulder and pulls the strap of the shirt down. She pushes and forces the tank top to her stomach, leaving her breasts exposed. I stand and pull the covers back, seeing she’s wearing nothing else.

  “Holy fuck,” I groan.

  Jade reaches for me, pressing to the middle of my jeans. She bites her bottom lip. “Jake…”

  “I’m fucking hard,” I say. “I’m going to tear you apart. But we don’t have much time. It’s almost daylight.”

  Jade looks to the window. It’s starting to get a little brighter. We might have an hour to fuck… or maybe ten minutes.

  I hurry and open my jeans. I drop them down, my cock thick and hard. I grab Jade’s hand and guide her to my shaft. I wrap my hand tight around her hand and I stroke myself with her hand. Root to tip, three times, and I let her hand go. She keeps going, scaling me up and back, unable to fully grip me with my thickness and her small hand.

  I have an urge to ram my cock into her mouth and down her throat, but her pussy looks so sweet and so tight.

  I pull away from Jade’s hand. I grab her by the legs and turn her, so she’s on the edge of the bed, legs spread, her pussy facing me.

  I come forward and put my hand on the bed, next to her face. She’s breathing wildly again. Her tits look so full and sexy. And Jade… she’s just fucking beautiful.

  Reaching down, my fingers graze her pussy, feeling how wet she is. I spread her wetness down my cock and hold myself tight. I press against her, feeling her lift. She gasps as I apply pressure, breaking her open again.

  I lean into her body and thrust. There’s no time to waste right now. I need to fuck her and do it right now. So I thrust hard and sink deep into her body.

  Her mouth opens like she wants to scream. She knows she can’t scream so she turns her head. She bites my wrist and groans. When she groans, her pussy squeezes insanely tight. I try to pull back and feel like I’m going to come.

  I reach for her with my other hand, grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look at me. I’m crossing all kids of lines and not giving a damn about it.

  I force Jade to look at me as I pull back and thrust into her again. Her face is beautiful and priceless. The way her mouth opens and lips quiver. She looks helpless and full of pleasure.

  And that’s when I lose myself and kiss her.

  My lips crash to hers and I hold there.

  I start fucking her faster.

  She groans each time I press into her sweet center.

  Our mouths open at the same time and we start to fucking go at it. Jade grabs the back of my hair and pulls. I fucking hate when people touch me when I’m tasting them or fucking them, but Jade is allowed to do it.

  I bring my body closer to hers. I wish we were both fucking naked. I wish we had the chance and time to just do this right. To be together over and over. No worry of risk and just embrace this wild lust.

  Jade’s other hand touches my ass. She crunches up at me as we keep kissing. She’s fighting hard with her kisses. Groaning and moaning into my mouth.

  I’m pumping hard and fast into her body. My feet planted on the ground. Her legs in the air, fighting to lock ankles around my back. Fuck, I can do this all morning and day, right back into the night.

  But we haven’t fucked in a while and it just feels so good. And I haven’t really come in a while either. Like a good one. Everything that has happened with other women had nothing to do with sexual want or desire. It was simply need.

  This is the real thing. This is what I fucking crave.

  My addiction to Jade.

  I thrust even harder, grunting as I do so. I open my mouth and stop kissing her. But our lips and tongues are still touching. Her nails dig into my head and my ass at the same time. She’s throbbing, spilling everywhere. Each time I thrust forward I hear the wet sound of our bodies coming together.

  “Jake… oh, fuck, Jake…”

  I love when she purrs and whisper cries my name. It’s better than the greatest song I’ve ever heard.

  I have the urge to come and I try to fight it off. Behind me, I know the sun is starting to come up. A guy like Jade’s father - my stepfather - won’t sleep in at all. He’ll be wandering the halls soon. Maybe to check on his princess daughter or his wild and out of control stepson.

  Maybe he’ll find his wild and out of control stepson fucking his princess daughter senseless.

  How’s that for a wake up call in the morning?

  I’m tempted to let that happen, but who am I kidding? Staring at Jade’s perfect tits bouncing with my thrusts. Listening to her muffled cries. Looking down and seeing the smoothness of her body. Watching the way her pussy clings to my cock, wanting more.

  I can’t fight it anymore.

  I need to come right now.

  I thrust harder and deeper into her body. I grip her ass tight and lift her a little, putting her right where I want her. It doesn’t take me much longer to reach climax. When I start to come, I thrust and hold steady. My cock pours into her. My hands grab her waist and I push and pull her body, forcing her pussy to rub hard against me as I keep going.

  My teeth are gritted and I’m fighting my own urge to groan loud enough to break every fucking window in this house.

  Jade is that good. And she doesn’t even know it. She’s damn near untapped and I want her all to myself.

  When I pull out of her, there’s a gush of wetness. My cock is throbbing and glistening. I move away from her and she grabs my shirt. She pulls herself up and kisses my neck.

>   “Oh, Jake, I can’t stop… touch me…”

  I hurry and put two fingers to her hole. I press into her again and twist my fingers just once. That’s when she starts to come again. And this time, it’s fucking violent. Her entire body convulses and she tries to bite my neck. I grab her by the back of the head and let her bite my shirt. She does… and then some. She bites my fucking chest as her body rocks back and forth.

  When she finally finishes coming, her body stops and her mouth opens. She falls back to her bed, fucking naked, except for her tank top under her breasts.

  I tuck my cock away and tend to Jade. I lift her tank top straps back up and tuck her breasts away one at a time. As I touch her, she twists and turns, her body jumping.

  “You want more,” I say.

  She bites her lip and nods.

  I lean down and gently kiss her lips. “Soon, sweetie. There will always be more. Always.”

  I touch her touch, stroke her hair, and stare into her eyes.

  I’m losing it here. Losing it bad.

  I like this way too much… and I care about Jade way too much.

  That’s when I realize I’m in far more trouble than just some dumb bar fight.

  I’m falling for my stepsister.

  Fuck.

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  9.

  (Jake)

  There’s no point in sleeping now. I did take a small snooze when I was in the holding cell back in jail. That helped me sleep off some of the booze. Then touching, tasting, fucking Jade took care of the rest. I’m straight as an arrow as I sit on the roof, having another smoke. The sun is pushing up, colors spread across the sky.

  I finish my smoke and climb into my bedroom window. None of the shit around me belongs to me. It’s all part of an image that Thomas and Rebecca want to paint. She can abolish her broken past and Thomas gets a beautiful woman to hang off his arm as he conducts business and politics.

  I grab some clothes and a towel and leave the bedroom. I glance at the stairs, knowing it’s all going to fall apart someday. This entire thing. I can only save Jade for so long before she has to do it herself. It hurts to think about. And that makes me angry. Why? Because I don’t get hurt about anything. I didn't get hurt when my old man fucked Rebecca, planted his Jake seed in her, and then split. I didn’t get hurt when Rebecca threw her career down the toilet. I didn’t get hurt when she confessed to me dozens of times how much of a mistake I am. Blah, blah, blah.

  But yet some woman at a party is making me care enough to get hurt.

  Fuck, right?

  I remember seeing Jade at that party. Just standing, looking left to right. Looking confused and way out of place. She needed someone to keep her company or else she would have gotten devoured. No lie. The guys would have flocked to her. Giving her drinks, flirting, doing anything to get in the good girl’s panties. That’s why I stepped in. That’s why I acted the way I did.

  Fuck, I hoped she would have run away.

  But she slapped me.

  I liked it.

  So I made her kiss my cheek.

  Next thing I knew, I was deep inside her tight pussy. Ripping her open, collecting all her innocence.

  And now she’s my stepsister.

  I close the bathroom door and turn on the shower. I toss my towel over the tension rod and strip.

  The water feels good.

  It’s like it tries to wash everything away.

  I run my hand down my body, grip the root of my cock, and stroke down once. I’m still long, thick, and I could be hard in a second.

  I’m not in the shower for that. Not with my hand. I’ll wait for Jade’s hand. Or mouth. Or pussy.

  I wash, rinse, and turn off the water.

  I put the towel around me and leave the shower.

  I hear a soft tapping at the door.

  “In here,” I bellow.

  Fuck.

  “Jake…”

  It’s Jade’s pretty voice.

  I jump forward, almost tripping over my feet to get to the door. I open it and she’s standing there in PJ bottoms now along with the same tank. She’s put a bra on too. All I can see is that tank pulled down under her tits. Her tits bouncing as I fuck her…

  “What?” I ask.

  “They’re looking for you. Sorry.”

  “Why are you sorry?”

  She blinks fast, obviously wanting to be asleep. “I just am.”

  “Don’t be,” I say. “I’ll take care of it.”

  “Okay,” Jade says. “I need to get sleep.”

  “You should. You’ve had a rough night.”

  Jade grins. Her cheeks flush.

  I put my hand to my towel and tug at it. “Want to see it again? Come in the shower and join me?”

  Jade looks over her shoulder. “Jake. We have to be really careful right now. We need to figure out something…”

  “Yeah, right,” I say.

  I slam the door and lock it.

  I make fists and look down. My cock is throbbing, bulging against the towel. Pushing forward by the second, wanting Jade.

  I step back and face the foggy mirror.

  I give myself a minute or two to just calm the hell down.

  I hear another knock at the door.

  “Yeah?” I ask.

  Maybe it’s Jade… wanting to go for another round…

  “Jake, are you in there?”

  It’s Thomas’ voice.

  “I just answered you,” I say.

  “We need to talk, son.”

  Son.

  “Yeah,” I say.

  “Open the door, right now,” his voice growls.

  “Please, Jake,” another voice adds.

  Rebecca, my mother.

  “You realize this is a bathroom?” I ask.

  “You understand this is my house!” Thomas yells.

  I nod.

  I walk to the door and drop my towel. I cup my dick with my right hand and open the bathroom door.

  I’m met with wide eyes and gasps.

  My mother turns her head.

  Thomas looks at me. Like really looks at me.

  Jealous, man?

  “What?” I ask. “I can’t take a fucking shower?”

  “Get dressed,” Thomas says. “We need to talk.”

  “I heard you the first time. My clothes are in my room. Well, I guess it’s your room, Thomas. Since it is your house.”

  Thomas leans in. “I don’t quite understand why you’re here, Jake.”

  “Neither do I,” I say. “Ask Rebecca… she’s the one who went bareback with a biker.”

  My mother gasps and shudders.

  I push by Thomas and move my hand. I let my dick swing free as I walk down the hall. I can’t help but wonder what would happen if Jade came out of her room right now. Her eyes and face would give everything we’ve done away probably.

  I get in my room and grab some clothes. I don’t have anything unpacked, just a couple of bags on the floor. I’m ready to go in two seconds if I need to.

  At the bottom of the stairs, Thomas and Rebecca are waiting. Thomas with a hand in his pocket, a nice suit on, the other hand around Rebecca’s waist. I look around, waiting for the SWAT team to appear and take me down.

  “I can handle this,” Thomas says to Rebecca. He kisses her cheek and pushes her away.

  “Please, Jake,” Rebecca pleads. “Just…”

  “Just go,” I snap at her.

  She’s such a pushover.

  “Where to?” I ask Thomas.

  “Come,” he says.

  We walk down a hall toward the business area of the massive house. The wing has offices, employees, rooms for employees to stay in with beds. There’s even a fully stocked kitchen. Like a business center within a house.

  Thomas stops at a door labeled CONFERENCE 3 and opens the door.

  There’s a man sitting there in a suit. Short, fat, he stands up and takes a pair of glasses off his round face.

  “This way,” Thomas says.

&n
bsp; I take a seat and Thomas sits across from me.

  “This is Mr. Hendlenmen,” Thomas says. “A good friend and a great lawyer.”

  “Lawyer?” I ask.

  “Jake, you need to be properly defended,” the lawyer says to me.

  “For?”

  “Your adventure last night,” Thomas says. “Fighting. Almost hitting an officer. Spending the night in jail. You think just because you were let out means it goes away?”

  “It was just a fight,” I say.

  “Could be more,” the lawyer says. “I have to get the statement from the other party and figure out his intentions.”

  “Intentions?” I ask.

  “This could be high profile,” Thomas says. “With my wealth… and my marriage to your mother…”

  “You think the guy is going to sue?” I ask.

  “Better to take precautions,” the lawyer says.

  “You’re paying this guy in advance?” I ask. “That’s a waste of money.”

  “Mr. Hendlenmen is on retainer,” Thomas says. “So he’s here for good reason. We’re going to protect you, Jake.”

  “You’re protecting your image,” I say. “It was a bar fight.”

  “Accounts I have,” the lawyer says, “state you were taking advantage of a woman in the bathroom. Three men came to her rescue and you physically assaulted them.”

  Thomas stares me down.

  I let out a long sigh. “Wow. Can I confess the truth now?”

  “Please,” Thomas says.

  “Taking advantage? Of what? She was fucking horny. She groaned when I touched her pussy. And fuck, I was going to go down on her until she screamed my name.”

  Thomas jumps back in his seat. “Jake…”

  “No,” I say and stand. I’m dead tired. I might be hung over. I can’t get Jade out of my damn mind. “She wanted me to fuck her. Some guy that wanted her busted in the bathroom and hit me. Then I had three guys ready to beat me up. What was I supposed to do? I defended myself. I didn’t kill anyone. I didn’t go too far. I handled my business. The second an officer grabbed my arm, I stopped. I went with the situation. I could have fought and ran.”

  “How noble,” Thomas growls. “How fucking noble, Jake.” Now he stood. Eyes on fire.

  So tough with a table between us.

  “You put…”