Score - A Stepbrother Romance

by Daire, Caitlin

  He raised his head up and then brought his lips down on mine again, and the fire that had started to build in my belly earlier quickly became a raging inferno. I gasped in my crazy desire for him, and he pulled away, grinning.

  “I knew this’d happen again after that first night at Mint,” he said, cupping and squeezing my breasts in both hands. “You can’t resist me either.”

  “Shut up and kiss me again,” I said breathlessly.

  His eyes were wild with barely-contained primal lust. His jaw clenched, and each breath came fast and heavy as he took in my curves, grinning as he watched my delicate nipples harden at his touch. Leaning down, he kissed me again, and this time, his tongue slowly darted out of his mouth, trying to slide between my lips. I parted my lips, allowing his tongue to finally glide sensually in, entwining with mine and sending more and more lightning coursing through my veins. The embrace seemed to never end as we hungrily explored each other’s mouths, tasting and mapping every little part of each other. I could feel his heart beating like crazy, and I knew that my own pulse was just as quick. It was as if we matched up in every way, and I finally knew for certain that this couldn’t possibly be wrong, even if our parents were married to each other.

  He gently nipped at my lower lip and then slid down the bed, propping himself up on his elbows once he was between my thighs. I looked down at him, and he looked back up at me with a wicked expression before nipping at my thighs. I gasped at the strange mixture of pleasure and pain and then moaned with delight as his mouth moved ever-closer to my center. His warm tongue slid along the sensitive line where my thighs met the area between my legs, and I sighed with anticipation, almost unable to wait any longer but knowing at the same time that it would be worth the wait when he finally gave me what I wanted so badly.

  Drew moved one hand between my legs as he continued to lick and nibble the sensitive line, and he lightly brushed the pad of his thumb over my clit with delicate precision. Another soft moan escaped my mouth as his thumb touched the already-swollen nub, and I couldn’t bear it any longer.

  “Oh… please!” I begged. “More.”

  I felt him smile against my thighs, and seconds later his tongue was parting my folds, sliding up and down from top to bottom in long, fluid movements as his thumb continued to brush over my clit, gently rubbing and stroking it in small circles. I almost felt like crying with relief, and I threw my head back and closed my eyes, savoring every single sensation that was flooding through my mind and body as he worked away between my legs.

  He moved his mouth onto my clit and began to suck and gently nibble the throbbing bud. I gasped as he slid one thick finger between my folds and then inside of me, exploring and feeling my tight wet warmth. Even though it was just a finger, I thought it would hurt given that I was still a virgin, but it didn’t at all. Drew groaned as he slowly pumped the finger in and out, and I moaned loudly as the vibrations from his mouth sent shockwaves spiraling throughout my entire body. The thought of coming with him inside me sent another shiver running down my spine, and I slid my hands to his head, running them through his messy hair as his mouth traced delicious patterns over and around my clit. He was playing my body with the touch of a master, and for a brief second, I wondered how he’d gotten so good. I quickly pushed the thought aside. This was no time to be jealous of the other girls he’d been with.

  My hips began to arch, willing his finger to explore deeper. I continued to move against him, thrusting my body wildly against his hand and squeezing my eyes shut as tight as possible as his fingers slid in and out of my core before curling up in a beckoning motion inside me. They pressed against a sensitive spot on my front wall, and I cried out in ecstasy.

  “Oh god… ” I moaned, my breaths coming shallow and fast.

  He took my words as a sign to quicken his movements, his tongue still rapidly circling over my clit as he increased the pressure and speed that he was using with his fingers. My body began to spasm wildly around him as warm waves of pleasure washed over me, seemingly sweeping me over the falls and into an abyss where my mind no longer worked and my legs were able to twitch and shake on their own without me being able to control them. Every muscle in my body soon clenched, and my toes curled as my back arched tightly. My eyes were open, but I swore that all I could see were flashes of white light as I quivered beneath him. I’d never felt anything like it.

  As I moaned and whimpered with pleasure, Drew moved back up the bed and ran his hands all over my body, and then he leaned down and kissed me again. I could taste my sweet, tangy juices on his mouth as I kissed him back, and I reached out to clutch his shoulders, needing to hold onto something solid as my entire world seemed to spin out of control.

  Dipping his head, he took one of my stiff nipples in his mouth and sucked it before drawing patterns on my sensitive areola with his tongue. The inferno was still blazing in my body despite the enormous pleasure that he had just brought me, and I knew that I needed more; I needed him to put it out. I needed him to hold me down and fuck me hard. Every nerve ending was on fire as he raised his head and kissed me again, and I parted my legs for him, imploring him with my eyes. His own eyes blazed, and I felt his hardness pressing up against my entrance. I didn’t even remember him taking his pants off or sliding the condom on, but my mind was so clouded with desire right now that anything could have happened and I probably wouldn’t have noticed. All I could see was his face, his jaw clenched and his eyes burning with arousal as he rubbed himself up and down my wet slit, teasing me until he knew that I couldn’t take it anymore.

  He kissed me once more, and then he was inside me, thrusting deeply, sending more shockwaves through my system and making me cry out. It hurt for a second, but quickly gave way to a warm, wonderful feeling of being stretched in the best kind of way. I arched my back and hips up, pulling him in even deeper as he continued to move in and out, and then I pulled one of my knees up to my chest. He groaned and grabbed my leg, throwing it over his shoulder. He moved his hips in a circular motion, and I gasped with pleasure, savoring every second as his groin bumped against my clit with each movement.

  As I gasped, he moved his head down and nipped at my breasts again, giving me that same wicked grin as he saw goose bumps spread rapidly over my chest and arms. Increasing his tempo, each thrust came harder and faster, making my eyes nearly roll back in my head with ecstasy as his groin rubbed up against my swollen bud, sending another warm wave of pleasure crashing over me.

  “Get on top, babe,” he commanded after what felt like an eternity of pleasure. His husky voice was tight with need.

  Without giving me a chance to reply, he pushed my leg off his shoulder and rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him. I raked my nails over the contours of his muscular chest as I straddled him, and I raised my hips before lowering myself down onto him, watching his eyes darken with pleasure as he disappeared into my hot wet tightness.

  He grabbed my hips and held on, gripping me as I bounced up and down, punctuating each movement with a soft groan. I was getting close to the edge again, and I leaned back, resting my hands on his shins. He slid a palm over my clit, rubbing gently and grinning as he watched me explode again, squeezing my eyes shut and throwing my head back as I whimpered with delight for him. Powerful shivers continued to shake my entire body, and I collapsed forward onto his chest, moaning and sighing softly as he kept his grip on the soft curves of my ass, moving me back and forth. His eyes were blazing, and I knew that his own climax couldn’t be too far away.

  He groaned loudly and thrust into me one more time before finishing with a shudder, crushing me against his chest as he held me.

  “Drew,” I whispered, resting my forehead on his shoulder. He stroked my damp hair, breathing deeply.

  “Yeah?”

  “Thank you.”

  “That’s all I get?” he teased. “A thanks?”

  I poked him. “Shut up.”

  I didn’t need to say it. We both knew how we felt about each other
now. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and then he collapsed to my side, pulling me with him so we ended up in a spoon position.

  That was how we fell asleep for the rest of the night.

  Chapter 12

  Drew

  Jesus…for a guy, there was really nothing like waking up with a hot naked girl in your arms and her curvy ass pressing against your crotch, hard with morning glory. I didn’t usually hang around chicks long enough for this to happen, and goddamn, had I been missing out. All these years and all these different girls, and all along, this is what I’d been missing. The lack of moments like these were why I’d always felt so empty. My eyes slowly opened, seeing dark tangles of hair sticking out in all directions on the fluffed-up pillows. Well, shit. We’d finally given into our feelings and done it.

  I shuddered to think what Marie would say if she came in and saw her only daughter like this, so I murmured in her ear.

  “Sophie.”

  “Hmm?” she sleepily said, her eyes barely opening as she rolled over to look at me.

  “Morning.”

  She suddenly sat up straight. “Crap. What’s the time? Has anyone seen me in here?”

  “It’s seven. Still early,” I said. “You could easily sneak back into your room now. The maids don’t usually come up to change our bedding till nine or ten.”

  She smiled at me. “I don’t want to, but I probably should.”

  “I don’t want you to either. But yeah, it’s probably a good idea.”

  She found her towel from last night and wrapped it around herself before kissing me on the cheek and padding towards the door.

  “Maybe you can go write some more stuff about me in that little manuscript of yours,” I called out, and she turned around and stuck her tongue out at me.

  “Funny.”

  With that, she was gone, and I lay back on my pillow with a contented sigh. I finally had everything I wanted in the world, and I couldn’t imagine anything happening to screw that joy up.

  * * *

  I emerged from the backyard pool with an almighty roar, splashing droplets all over Sophie’s smooth legs as she reclined on a sun lounge.

  “Hey!” she said, almost jumping out of her skin. “You scared the hell out of me! And you could have wet my computer!”

  I grinned. “Sorry. What are you working on?”

  She had her laptop balanced precariously on her knees, and she cast her eyes down. “Um…nothing.”

  “That same story of yours I saw the other day?”

  “Uhh…yeah.”

  I hauled myself out of the water and sat at her feet. “I don’t know why you’re so embarrassed about it. I bet you’re an amazing writer. You’re smart as hell,” I said as I dried myself off.

  She chewed on her lower lip, a habit that drove me wild with lust. Unfortunately, I couldn’t do much about that in this exact moment, seeing as we were out in the pool area where anyone could see us. It had been a couple of weeks since we started hooking up, and we were keeping it on the down-low for the time being. Our parents didn’t need any more shit piled on them right now considering all the stuff that was happening with Marie’s crazy ex stalking them, and we had no idea how they’d react to our relationship.

  “I’m not that smart,” she said.

  “Yeah, you are. One of these days I’m gonna show you how talented you are.”

  A blush crept across her cheeks, and she gave me a seductive half-smile. “I’d rather you showed me something else…” she said, licking her lips and staring at my abs as droplets of water dripped between them.

  I grinned.

  “Oh, really? How about you meet me upstairs in fifteen minutes, then?” I said, sliding on a pair of sunglasses and glancing through the French doors that led inside. I could see Marie relaxing on a sofa reading a book, and I didn’t want to arouse her suspicions.

  “Can’t,” Sophie said with a sigh. “Cerie and Lana are coming over soon. We wanted to go shopping, but I can’t exactly go out at the moment, so we’re just going to swim and hang out here.”

  I felt a twinge of anger in my heart. It was so unfair. She was so frightened of her Dad that she’d basically become a prisoner in her own home. No, a prisoner in someone else’s home. Neither she nor Marie had been back to their place in Redmond since they arrived here, and I wished there was something I could do to get rid of her Dad once and for all. Anything at all.

  Two more letters had arrived for them at their old place. My Dad had collected them when he went around to check their mail, and they’d basically been the same generic letters that seemed vaguely threatening but didn’t actually say all that much in terms of his motivation. Stuff like, ‘I’m coming to take what’s mine.’ At least he hadn’t yet figured out that they were staying here now.

  “Okay, tease,” I replied. “Tell ‘em I said hi. I’m gonna go hang out in the lounge and binge watch Top Gear.”

  “Ew,” she said, laughing. “You and your car obsession.”

  “I’m more obsessed with you, but you’ve gone and rejected me to hang out with your friends,” I teased, pinching her lightly on the leg before standing up. “Have fun.”

  I spent the next couple of hours lazing around watching TV, and in the early afternoon I heard a knock at the door. I’d ordered some stuff online recently, and I was still waiting on the package, so I assumed it was a delivery guy.

  Nope.

  Vanessa was standing at the main entrance to the house, her fine blonde hair blowing in wisps around her face. For fuck’s sake. Did she not realize we were finished and had been for a long time?

  “How the hell did you get past the security guys at the gate?” I asked, incensed.

  “They recognized me from when we were together,” she said. “Can I come in?”

  “Why the hell would I let you in?”

  “Because,” she said. “I’m pregnant.”

  Oh, fuck.

  Chapter 13

  Drew

  I stared at Vanessa for a long moment and then ushered her in. She didn’t say a word as she followed me up to my room, and I closed the door and then sat down on my bed.

  “So. You’re pregnant, huh?”

  “Yes,” she said, her eyes wide with fear. “I’m sorry for just showing up like this. I’ve been trying to contact you, but you wouldn’t answer me. But I understand why. I was acting like a crazy bitch before you dumped me.”

  I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. “How do you know it’s mine?”

  “I haven’t slept with anyone else since we broke up,” she said. “I know you probably have, because you’re a total man-whore, but I swear I haven’t.”

  “How do I know this isn’t some bullshit game you’re playing?” I said, folding my arms. We’d always used condoms, but I knew there was a chance they could fail. Honestly, knowing Vanessa, she might have even poked holes in them. Shit, I wished I’d never even touched her.

  “I can prove it,” she said, pulling out a brand new three-pack of pregnancy tests from her handbag. “I’ll take these right now so you can see.”

  “And how do I know you don’t have a jar of some actual pregnant woman’s piss in your bag so you can fake those tests?” I said.

  “Look, I can see why you wouldn’t believe me after the way I’ve behaved, but here…have a look.”

  She passed me her bag, and I had a look through it. All that was in it was a small purse, keys, a cell phone, some loose change, two tubes of clear lip gloss and a small makeup compact. There were no side pockets or any other areas to hide anything else. I glanced up at her and appraised her outfit, and in the tight jeans and small top she was wearing, there was no way she was hiding anything on herself either. I sighed.

  “Fine. Go in my bathroom and take those tests right now,” I said, handing the bag back to her. “I’m sorry to be a dick, but I’m not gonna believe you until I see the plus sign on all three of those strips.”

  “I’ll even keep the door open,” she said.

>   Gross. I didn’t want to hear her peeing, but if that’s how far she was willing to go to prove it, then fine by me. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door open a crack, and I turned away and waited for her to do her business, trying to ignore the sounds. She flushed and washed her hands a few minutes later and then returned to my side, holding out the three tests.

  All three were positive. Shit, shit, shit.

  “I don’t want to get an abortion,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just can’t.”

  My heart plummeted into my stomach, and I put my head in my hands. What the fuck was I going to do? I didn’t want to have anything to do with Vanessa. I wanted Sophie. But I also knew deep down that I couldn’t abandon a girl if she was going to have my kid. I’d grown up with only parent, and it had screwed me up for a long time. I didn’t want to do the same for any of my future kids.

  My door creaked open a moment later, and a familiar sweet voice called out. “Hey, my friends have left, why don’t you and I…”

  Sophie’s sentence trailed off as she saw Vanessa standing beside my bed, and she asked me the one question I really didn’t want to have to answer right now. Not to her.

  “What’s going on?”

  Chapter 14

  Sophie

  I was falling apart, and it was all because of Drew.

  We’d finally put aside our differences and realized how we both felt about each other deep down, and now this was happening after only a couple of weeks. His ex-girlfriend had showed up claiming to be pregnant, and she’d even proved it by taking a bunch of tests in front of him. The look on his face when I’d gone into his room and seen what was happening had sealed the deal on what I was going to do about it. I could tell how conflicted he was about the whole thing, and I had decided to make things easy for him, as much as it destroyed me to do so.