Shades of Step Billionaire

by Harlow, Jenna

  Her Step Billionaire

  By Jenna Harlow

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  I’ve had a forbidden crush on the sexy man-of-the-house for as long as I can remember. An unexpected cancellation means that I am now meeting him alone at an oceanside resort. If I play my cards right, this might just be the opportunity I’ve been looking for… I know it’s wicked and wrong, but I can’t help it. I want him to be my first. I love him.

  I can have any woman I want, so why am I fixated on the one woman who is completely off-limits? I’ve lost all control. She’s become my secret obsession, my forbidden desire. I want her so much I may risk everything just so I can make her mine.

  Read a sample from chapter one of Her Step Billionaire!

  By Jenna Harlow

  Cassie leaned her head back and let the warm water spill over her head. She ran her hands down along her wet breasts as soapy water glided down her body. Her nipples hardened under the touch of her own fingers, sending a jolt of electricity burning between her thighs. As the feelings of arousal grew within her, she fueled her hunger with images of him. She imagined his broad shoulders, hovering over her as he pumped inside her, grinding himself into her over and over again until she slipped over the edge in ecstasy. She filled her mind with thoughts of him that were so vivid she thought she could nearly taste the salt of his skin on her tongue. As she imagined him touching her, she slipped her hand down, over her taught belly and into the silky folds between her legs. She rubbed her wet fingers over the soft nub until it grew and swelled beneath her touch. In her mind, she could almost feel what it would be like to have her legs wrapped around him, squeezing him tight just as his strong body brought her over the edge. As her tension cracked and her body convulsed and twitched, she whispered his name: Drake.

  Cassie turned the shower off and stepped onto the marble floor of the bathroom. She couldn’t count the number of orgasm she had given herself in his name, and woefully lamented the fact that he was so far out of her reach. Cassie was young and vibrant and beautiful, with a tight body, full lips and bright blue seductive eyes. She knew she could have any number of men in an instant, but she refused. She couldn’t stand to waste time on anyone other than the man who had become her secret obsession, her stepfather. Resigned to her frustration, Cassie consoled herself with the fact that she could at least be near him for the next few months, when she was home for the summer before starting graduate school.

  Drake Jacobson had been her secret crush even before her mother married him. They had met while on vacation, at a luxury resort in Mexico. Cassie had spotted him as he came out of the pool, tanned and toned. She blatantly stared at him from behind the cover of her oversized sunglasses, admiring his toned form. He was much more appealing to her than the scrawny boys her own age. His chiseled muscles seemed to dance under his skin. He took her breath away. She had been only seventeen at the time, but her attraction to him was instant. He didn’t look like the other older men his age. He was tall and athletic. His face was still smooth and youthful. The only sign of his age was a smattering of grey hair interspersed between the curls of his tousled dark hair.

  She had been crushed to see her mother had taken an interest in him as well. With her California-girl good looks and irresistible charm, it wasn’t long before she captivated Drake. Cassie’s mom was just a teenager when she had Cassie and only thirty four when she met Drake. A former beauty queen, she was still a stunning woman. Soon her mom was abandoning Cassie alone in the room to join Drake for dinners on the beach. Cassie was used to that. Whenever her mother was single, she knew she took a backseat to anyone who became a love interest. Drake was a prime candidate for her. Rich, successful and he lived just an hour away from them near Calabasas. He had amassed billions as one of the top developers in California. Not only was he rich, he was well connected- just what Cassie’s mom, Claire, would look for in a man. A workaholic herself, Claire would only consider dating someone who could bring extra business her way.

  In less than a year he became her mom’s third husband. Cassie and her mom moved into his mansion and settled in. She never got over her crush, though. Seeing him every day and pining silently for him was torture, especially because she knew her mother didn’t love him deeply; she simply wasn’t capable of it. Once her mom had soaked him for every business contact she could use, she started spending less time at home, and more time away on business trips. Over time, she figured out that many of her mom’s ‘business trips’ were covers for her to sneak away with her most recent boy toys.

  Wearing a bathrobe and drying her hair with a towel, Cassie wandered into her mom’s bedroom. Claire was rushing about, stuffing clothes into a suitcase and talking on the phone.

  “Niles, bring the car around front, I’ll be leaving in twenty minutes. Yes, for the airport. Thank you. Goodbye,” she said. She flitted around the room grabbing toiletries, scarves and shoes as Cassie sat down on the bed. Cassie frowned.

  “Where are you going, Claire?” She always resented the way her mother treated her more like a friend, and calling her Claire instead of Mom was her subtle way of punishing her. Claire’s eyes narrowed and she seemed to contemplate saying something, but then changed her mind.

  “I’ve got to fly to Miami on business. I leave tonight,” she said as she brushed by Cassie and disappeared into the master bathroom. Cassie jumped up and chased after her.

  “Miami?! We’re going away this weekend! We have reservations at the Hotel del Mer, you know that. All I wanted for my birthday was for us to spend the weekend together, as a family, on the coast. My birthday was over a month ago and you’ve already rescheduled twice!” she said. Cassie sat down on the bed and tried not to let herself be disappointed. This had happened so many times before, she knew she really shouldn’t be surprised.

  “I’m sorry, Sugar. I promise I will make it up to you. Work has just been crazy lately and I have an emergency,” Claire said as she breezed into her walk in closet. Cassie knew she was lying. Most likely Claire had plans to meet someone in Miami. Claire was consistent that way, always putting plans with Cassie on hold as soon as something better came along. That ‘something better’ was usually a man.

  “You need to bring a bikini on a work emergency?” Cassie yelled, as she picked up a turquoise string bikini sitting in her mom’s suitcase. Claire came out of the closet and looked around, making sure they were alone. She sat down next to Cassie on the bed and placed her hand on top of hers.

  “Look, Cassie, you are right, I’m not going to lie. It’s not for work. I just need to get away. I had a horrible week at work and Drake and I are fighting… Please don’t make a big deal out of this,” she said.

  “What’s his name?” Cassie asked quietly, keeping her eyes focused on her hands.

  Claire sighed. “Oh, Cassie. I didn’t want to tell you this way. Drake and I…it just hasn’t been going well for some time now and I think I’ve got a chance at real happiness. I know this is hard for you to understand, and I wish I didn’t have to postpone your birthday celebration again, but I really need to go. If you were pursuing something that made you happy, I would support you.” Cassie understood what she was saying even if she didn’t come out and admit it directly. She stood to leave, she knew arguing with her would be pointless. She had accepted long ago that her mother was a self-absorbed, flawed individual. She tried to not let these disappointments get to her, but still, it was hard.

  Claire walked over and gave her a hug. “Thanks for understanding. When I get back we’ll do something real special, just the two of us, okay? Oh, and go out and have fun this weekend! Just because I won’t be there doesn’t mean you and Drake can’t enjoy yourselves! I know how much you both love that hotel,” she said as she headed back into her closet.

  Claire’s words hung in the air as Cassie made her way back to her room. Her mind was a mixture of sadness mixed with fury. As she walked down the hall she let the anger and resentment go, and resol
ved to not let her mother ruin this weekend for her. She had been looking forward to celebrating her birthday for a long time now, and she was going to have a good time no matter what. Besides, having Drake all to herself for a couple of days was an added bonus.

  She entered her room and looked down at the conservative, demure sundress she had laid out on her bed. Her mother’s words rung in her ears as she picked up the dress.

  “If you were pursuing something that made you happy, I would support you.”

  Suddenly Claire’s words made sense to Cassie. A delicate smile crossed her lips and she realized that what was a disappointment a moment ago had just turned into an opportunity. “Go for what I really want, huh? Cassie whispered to herself. She smiled and dropped the dress back down on the bed and headed for her closet.

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