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

by Hayes, Aurora

“Thomas,” the lawyer says. “Let’s try to stay calm. There’s a good case here. We will be okay. I just needed to hear Jake’s side. So… he was approached by a woman. They decided to go into the bathroom and enjoy each other’s company. Completely consensual, correct?”

  I look at the lawyer. “Her pussy was dripping. She wanted me.”

  The lawyer puckers his lips and sighs. “Okay then. As they… are together… the door opens and three men come into the bathroom. The leader has feelings for the woman and a fight ensues. The other two men attack, correct?”

  “Yeah,” I say. “They were trying to hold me so the other guy could beat the shit out of me.”

  The lawyer nods, writes something down. “You defend yourself against the other two men. Then what?”

  “The first guy wasn’t done. I was still in the bathroom with no escape. We started to wrestle and left the bathroom together. Tangled up. We fought, I won, and then I was arrested.”

  “Okay, okay. Great information.” The lawyer puts the pen down. He folds his hands. “Good news is that so far it seems to be just a bar fight. I can’t control the press and their take on it. I have some calls to try and shake up the bigger sites and whatnot to keep the story out of the press. Not sure how it’ll work. Our process now is going to wait and then respond if we need to. We can write something up how it was three against one. That doesn’t justify fighting, but Jake was defending himself. Another good part is that Jake was not driving.”

  “I took a cab from a friend’s house to the bar,” I say.

  “Perfect,” the lawyer says. He stands up, closes his leather folder. “I think we’ll be okay.”

  The meeting seems very pointless.

  Thomas shakes the lawyer’s hand and the guy leaves.

  But something tells me we’re not done yet.

  The door opens again and here comes Hunter.

  He shuts the door and blocks it.

  Thomas slowly walks the length of the table and then stands next to Hunter.

  “What the fuck is this?” I ask.

  “Your phone call,” Thomas says. “Your ride home. My daughter.”

  “My girlfriend,” Hunter says.

  Yeah, that hurts. That burns a little inside my gut.

  “I didn’t know who else to call.”

  “You got her up in the middle of the night for your bullshit,” Hunter growls. “You put her in danger.”

  “She was not in danger,” I say. “At all.”

  “There were press,” Hunter says. “She had to drive you around. Stay the fuck away from her, Jake. Keep this family out of your personal life. You want to destroy yourself? Do it on your time.”

  I make fists and suck in a breath. I look at Thomas. “Anything else?”

  “Don’t bring my daughter down,” Thomas says. “I’m married to your mother. I’m not committed to you, Jake. You want to leave…”

  “You took all my money,” I say.

  “Get a fucking job,” Hunter spats.

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” I say. “You haven’t had everything handed to you?”

  “Jake,” Thomas growls. “Hunter has worked very hard.”

  “Sucking on your ass,” I say. “Now move out of the fucking way.”

  I approach Hunter. He doesn’t move. He’s blocking the door. My hand is curled into a fist. I really want to punch him.

  “Move,” I say. “Right now.”

  Hunter just stares at me. “Don’t ever put her in danger again.”

  I clamp a hand on Hunter’s shoulder. “I’m not going to tell you to move again.”

  Hunter slides to the side and I open the door.

  As I walk away, I realize that my car is still at Zeke’s. I have no way out of this house. It’s like a fucking prison. I stand at the bottom of the stairs and shake my head. I want to save Jade… but I think I really just want her.

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  10.

  (Jade)

  He pulls himself out of me. I look back, wondering what the hell is wrong. Jake’s eyes are staring me down.

  “What?” I ask.

  “I… you and me… we…”

  I swallow, trying to catch my breath.

  “Stroke my cock,” he says.

  I reach back and grab him. My hand slides up and down him with ease. Our eyes are locked tight. There was more to what he wanted to say to me.

  I keep stroking him. He’s thrusting back and forth, his hands holding my ass tight.

  “Oh, fuck, Jade,” he hisses. “I’m going to come.”

  I want him inside me. I want to feel him fill me. But I don’t stop stroking his thick cock. I can’t stop. I have no idea what’s happening right now. When Jake wants something… I’m hopeless and helpless.

  Plus, the way he’s looking at me right now is just insane. His eyes are beautiful and sexy. His face like stone. He wants me so badly…

  I squeeze the head of his cock and pull hard.

  “Yeah, like that,” he groans.

  I stay right there. He’s thrusting, his cock getting harder. His hands dig deeper into my ass, holding tight enough that it hurts. A good hurt. Between my legs I’m so achy. My knees are bent. I’ve come twice already, but that doesn’t mean I’m done.

  Jake lets out a groaning breath and starts to come. He squirts into my hand and I gasp. That warm spurt is quickly followed by another… and another… and another…

  I stay with him, feeling his warm release filling my hand, running between my fingers. I stroke his cum down his cock, then back up,, unable to control myself.

  Jake pulls back and away from my hand. I lift my hand, looking at the sexy mess he’s made.

  “Turn around,” he says.

  His hands are at my waist and I spin around. My ass is then on the sink, legs spread. I look down just in time to see Jake lowering himself to his knees. His mouth and tongue are at my pussy a second later, suckling hard to my tender skin.

  I slam my hand to the sink and it slides with the mess Jake’s offered me. I grab at his hair with my other hand.

  He pulls away for a second to look up at me. “Come right now. I want to taste it all, sweetie. Don’t fuck around.”

  Jake’s mouth is right back to work. I don’t have a chance to fuck around. He’s too good. The tip of his tongue slices up and down, then presses against my hole, teasing me, flickering, penetrating me with circles. The way he curls his tongue at my clit, knowing just how to please me.

  I come with ease, rocking my hips. My mouth is open and no sound comes out.

  Jake stays right with me, refusing to give up until he’s gotten his fill. I come all over him, feeling myself throbbing and leaking. It’s so fucking intense and amazing…

  Jake finally moves away from me. He stands up, licking his lips. His eyes are now on fire. He moves at me again, pressing between my legs. He puts a hand behind my neck. Our foreheads touch and he grits his teeth.

  “What?” I ask. “Please… Jake… what are you thinking?”

  “I’m far from done,” he says. “Fuck, Jade…”

  With that, he turns and leaves the bathroom.

  I have no time to stop and catch my breath right. I have to hurry. I have to wash my hand, fix my panties and dress. I have to collect myself and then go back to dinner.

  With my father. With Jake’s mother. Ohmyfuckinggosh… with Hunter sitting there.

  This is really bad.

  I should feel like a whore, right?

  But I don’t.

  I feel good.

  Really fucking good.

  I open my eyes and rock my hips. I’m grinding my ass to my bed, like something is there to pleasure me. When I realize I’m in my bed and I’m alone, I stop moving. Between my legs, I’m throbbing and tender. I feel what me and Jake had done just a few hours ago.

  I can’t go back to sleep now.

  I have to be awake. When I sleep, I dream of Jake. Yet when I’m awake, I think about him. I hurry to get out of bed, wondering what happened with him
and my father. I’m sure it was a disaster.

  Jake’s going to get kicked out soon.

  Then again, I don’t know why he’s here. Nobody wants him in the house. Gosh, that sounds so fucking mean. But it’s true. I don’t even know how I feel. Me and Jake near each other is just pure temptation. And that has to stop. My father is married to Jake’s mother. We live in the same house. It’s all confusing. I can’t resist him.

  Yet here I am rushing to my bedroom door so I can go check on Jake. Because it seems nobody else in the world cares about to ask him how he’s doing. So I do it. Why? Because I’m trying to be nice? Or because I want him to thrust that amazing cock of his into my body?

  I open my door and Jake is standing there.

  I scream.

  “Whoa,” he says. “Hey…”

  I catch my breath. “Jake.”

  “I was just about to knock.”

  I grab his shirt and pull him into my room. “Come here.”

  “We going again?” he asks with a smile.

  Resist… resist… resist…

  “No,” I say. “That’s done. Okay?”

  “Another deal?”

  “No deal, Jake. Just… no.”

  He nods. “Okay.”

  “Okay? You don’t do okay…”

  “I need a favor. I’m sorry.”

  “What happened with my father?”

  “I’m in deep shit,” he says. “I didn’t do anything wrong. Just a bar fight. It’ll go away. I got a nice warning from your boyfriend though. He’s staking his claim.”

  “Shit,” I say.

  Hunter.

  I don’t know how I feel about that either.

  “Look,” Jake says. “I’m not supposed to be near you right now. That’s the deal, I guess. But everyone is busy and I don’t have a car.”

  “You want my car?” I ask.

  “No. I want my car. And it’s at a friend’s house.”

  I nod. “You need a ride.”

  “You look like you need a ride,” Jake says.

  He takes a step. Then another. I put my hand out and touch his stomach, stopping him.

  Fuck, why can I feel his stomach muscles through his shirt…

  “Jake.” I shake my head. “They’re married. Okay? That’s not going to change. What do you think is going to happen here?” I look up at him. “I mean… if we get caught. Or it goes too far…”

  “Stop thinking about it so much,” he says. “Just go with what feels right.”

  What feels right would be to grab him and pull him close. Have his tongue all over my body. Have him between my legs. Tasting. Suckling. Working back up and kissing my mouth so I taste myself.

  “Let me get changed and I’ll meet you outside,” I say.

  Jake nods. He smiles. “Thanks, sweetie. I owe you one.”

  Jake leaves the room and I touch my stomach.

  This is getting bad. He’s giving me goosebumps and butterflies at the same time. He’s so wrong, but it all makes me feel so fucking right.

  I hate it.

  I hate him.

  I hate these feelings.

  I change and meet Jake outside. I check over my shoulder, like I’m a criminal. Jake is in the passenger seat and I’m driving him again.

  We are in silence, tension lingering between us. Any conversation won’t end well. Either we’ll end up arguing or he’ll end up fingering me while I drive.

  That’s the extent of our relationship.

  Relationship?

  We’re fucking… he’s my stepbrother. I’m his stepsister. My father married his mother. There is no relationship here. Not at all.

  The only time Jake talks is to give me directions.

  I hate driving like this, but I don’t know what to say. I can’t get him out of my memory and it doesn’t help matters that he’s lingering on my skin. His hands touching, his body against mine, his lips and tongue…

  “Right up here,” Jake says. “Kind of hidden.”

  “This is really hidden,” I say. “I never knew there were houses up here.”

  “Nothing much,” Jake says. “My friend is the result of an affair and he’s paid to stay away.”

  “Oh, wow.”

  “That’s why I fit in with him. We don’t belong yet we’re here.”

  I stop the car and before Jake could get out, I put my hand to his. The reversal of what happened when we were in the driveway. Now I’m in control.

  “Jake. You fit in and belong…”

  Jake looks at me. “Don’t give me that shit. I don’t need fucking pity. Just pussy.”

  He takes his hand away and gets out of the car.

  I tell myself to just leave it there. Let him get his car and let me have my day.

  But I can’t.

  I refuse to let him be a complete asshole twenty-four-seven to me. We’re beyond that right now.

  I get out of the car and go after Jake. He has his keys in his hand and I smack them away. They hit the ground and he curls his lip at me.

  “Tough chick?” he asks.

  “No. You’re an asshole.”

  “I know that already.”

  “You don’t have to feel the way you do.”

  “Yes, I do. You don’t know shit about me, sweetie. You’re pretty and rich. Enjoy your life.”

  I swallow hard. “You know… my mother left. I went through it, Jake. Alone. I know that feeling. My father turned it into a business move. Okay? I’m a pawn to him. Nothing else.”

  Jake stares at me. “Good for you. You know pain. Your mother left you.”

  “If you don’t belong here,” I say, “then neither do I.”

  Jake laughs. “You don’t know a thing, Jade. Just go the fuck home. Put on your bathing suit. Call your hot friend over and sit by the pool.”

  Hot friend…

  “You think Katelyn is hot?” I ask.

  “Yeah. I’d fuck her. I’ve seen her look at me. Man, those eyes… if her body is half as wild…”

  I start to shake and snap.

  And by snap, I slap Jake. Right across the damn face. But I’m not done yet. I jump at him, forcing him to catch me. He falls back to his car and his arms are around me, holding me at my waist.

  He wants to throw me. I know it. I can sense it. He wants to throw me to the ground and tell me to go away.

  I know it because I get it.

  I feel the same way.

  We need to fight the temptation and make this thing end once and for all.

  But I can’t help it.

  And neither can Jake.

  “Fuck,” he growls.

  “Yes,” I whisper. “Yes. Right now.”

  “Right now,” Jake growls.

  He looks over his shoulder at the house behind him.

  “In there?” I ask.

  “No. I’m sure the house is full of people.” Jake steps forward and reaches back with one hand. He opens the car door. “Right here, sweetie.”

  Before I can say a word, he turns around and bends. We then slide across the backseat of his car. He drops me on the seat and then shuts the door.

  He hovers over me.

  “Are you kidding me?” I ask.

  “You want it? This is how we do it.”

  I bite my bottom lip. I’m torn. We should not be doing this like this. If we get caught… someone sees and starts the rumor. Or if a cop catches up.

  Stepbrother fucking his stepsister…

  Fuck it. I don’t care.

  I reach down and cup between Jake’s legs. I squeeze and nod.

  He grins wide. “Fucking beautiful. Hurry and take your pants off, sweetie.”

  I open my jeans and lift up, pushing them down along with my panties. As I do that, Jake opens his jeans. He pushes them down, letting his cock pop free. He’s already hard, ready to go. He grips himself at the middle of his shaft. He moves hunched over. We have no goddamn room but it’s so fucking hot.

  The car is already hot as hell. Soon the windows will be
steamed up.

  I’ve never done this before.

  I’ve never fooled around in the backseat of a car.

  I haven’t even kissed in the front seat of a car.

  Nothing. Nada.

  But it’s totally worth the wait.

  Jake touches the inside of my right leg and pushes. I put my foot on the floor and I thrust up, wanting him inside me.

  He touches between my legs, petting my wetness a couple times and then touching his cock with his wet fingers. He touches me again, pressing his two fingers inside me.

  I groan and thrust up.

  “Damn,” Jake whispers. “You’re still so fucking tight. It’s amazing.”

  Jake comes forward and presses himself to me. I don’t have the room like I did in my bed. I don’t the ability to open my legs crazy wide and then hook them around his back. In the backseat of his car, we don’t have much room.

  That makes everything extra tight.

  When the thrusts, I feel him penetrate me. I feel a wild pressure and I claw at his neck. I pull myself up and groan, needing his mouth to touch mine. When Jake kisses me, he pulls back and thrusts again, pushing deeper.

  “Fuck,” I whimper as mine and Jake’s tongues go wild at each other.

  He thrusts one more time and is fully inside me. Then he holds there and just offers hard pumps. Our bodies completely connected, the force of Jake’s strength pressing on me, rocking the entire car.

  He breaks our kiss and goes to my neck. He kisses hard and fast, sucking just a little, making my neck tingle. I dig my hands into his hair and keep pushing at him. I put my head back and want more. I demand more.

  Jake lifts my shirt and hooks his thumb under my bra. He grunts as he fucks me, pulling up my bra, exposing my breasts. One hand cups my left breast and then his mouth devours my right breast.

  I cry out as his teeth graze my nipple.

  He’s going faster by second, pounding at me between my legs. I want relief, I want to open my legs more, but I can’t. The pressure and pleasure are colliding. A dull pain is present, but it’s masked by a coming orgasm.

  Jake sucks on my breast, pulling so hard on my nipple that I wiggle, trying to break free of him. He pulls away and I look down to watch his mouth engulf my breast again.

  That’s when I lose it.

  My hips rock as I climax. Jake still presses deep within my core, reaching places that I always thought were impossible.