My Step-Dad's Brother

by Fiona Davenport

  “Are you sure you want to have dinner out with my boring board members instead of a night home alone with me?” His question was said in a teasing tone, but the intense look in his eyes was anything but a joke. The way his fingers gripped my hips as he pulled me closer made me think he might toss me over his shoulder and carry me up to his bedroom. When I was flush against him, the feel of his hardened length told me exactly how we’d end up spending the night if I said I wanted to stay home.

  I could always wear the dress another night. “Let’s—“

  My answer was drowned out by the sound of my growling stomach. The anti-nausea medication was working its magic, and I was starving.

  “That sounds like a resounding yes for dinner,” Lucas said with a chuckle.

  I grumbled a little as he led me to the car. I hadn’t really gotten a vote, but apparently the sex marathon idea was out and a steak dinner was in. Or maybe I’d get lucky and I could have both. The night was still young after all.

  A mere two hours later, I wasn’t as hopeful. Was this night ever going to end? When we arrived at L’étang, Lucas escorted me around the private room and introduced me to everyone as his step-sister. This meant I couldn’t visibly react when several of the women present practically devoured him with their eyes even as they held onto the arms of their own dates. I didn’t object when he got me settled in my seat and then left me there to go talk business with a small group of men huddled in the corner before dinner was served.

  The meal was spent with the men discussing business while the women pushed their food around their plates and looked pretty. Except for me. I enjoyed the heck out of my ridiculously expensive steak. After dessert had been served, the men excused themselves for an after-dinner drink at the bar. Lucas gave my hand the briefest of squeezes before joining them. I tried to take comfort in the small gesture and to remind myself that the situation was only temporary, but what I’d really wanted to do was hold tight and make him stay with me. I couldn’t do that and it killed me. What sister would mind if her brother left her side after all?

  Oh, just the kind whose step-brother knocked her up, that’s who. I snort giggled into my hand at my own joke, glancing around and hoping I didn’t catch anyone’s attention. It was too much to wish for, though, because a guy was staring at me from across the room. I quickly looked away, my gaze dropping to what was left of my dessert. Not just mine, Lucas’s too since he’d been incredibly sweet and told me to order the chocolate soufflé and he’d gotten the crème brûlée so I didn’t have to choose. He’d barely taken a bite of his dessert before nudging it my way. Although any goodwill he’d earned from the gesture had been used up within the last thirty minutes or so.

  Another glance up confirmed that his business colleague was nearing me. Maybe I’d drawn this guy’s attention because I was the only woman eating anything at this shindig. A glance out of the side of my eye told me that wasn’t the right guess. He was striding towards me, the speculative gleam in his eye making me uncomfortable. Did he know about Lucas and me? Was he going to cause trouble for the company? Crap, when was Lucas coming back anyway? I glanced frantically around the room hoping he’d returned from smoking a cigar on the terrace.

  “It’s a shame to see a gorgeous woman like you sitting alone.”

  Double crap. Still no sign of Lucas. On the plus side, it didn’t look like this guy had come over here for nefarious purposes. He’d come to flirt with Lucas’s step-sister, who was single and most definitely not pregnant with her step-brother’s baby. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and smoothed the skirt of my dress so it covered my thigh since his eyes were locked on the bare skin showing there. On second thought, fixing my dress might not have been my best decision tonight because his gaze moved from my legs to my boobs. They’d always caught guys’ attention since they’d practically appeared overnight in high school. With them being slightly bigger from the pregnancy already, they were even more of a guy magnet. I was also regretting my choice in dress as he claimed Lucas’s chair and stared at my chest.

  “You’re Jade, right?”

  I cleared my throat, drawing his gaze up to my face. The grin he gave me was unapologetic, and kind of bordering on sleazy. “Yup, that’s me.”

  “I’m Charles Montgomery the third.”

  He sounded like a pompous ass! One who’d taken hold of my hand and was tracing circles in the palm with one of his fingers.

  “I’d like my hand back, please.”

  His hold tightened when I tried to tug it away. Better make that an aggressive, arrogant ass.

  “And I’d like to keep it,” he murmured. “How about we come to a deal of some kind. I’m sure I can persuade you to my way of thinking.”

  “I’m not interested,” I hissed, tugging harder. His hold became painful, making me cringe. “Please,” I whimpered.

  “Now that’s a word I’d like to hear you say, but in a more private setting.” My stomach churned as he leaned in closer. The smell of scotch on his breath was overwhelming. "We both know I’ve got exactly what a girl like you wants in a man. A fat wallet and an even fatter—“

  He didn’t get the chance to finish his offensive comment. Lucas had returned and jerked him out of his chair by the collar of his shirt. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Montgomery?”

  “Nothing that concerns you, St. James. The girl and I were just coming to an understanding.”

  Lucas’s gaze swept me up and down, checking to make sure I was okay. Fury flared in his eyes when he caught sight of me holding my wrist gingerly. I jumped up from my chair when he pulled Charles even closer.

  “It looks like Jade wants nothing to do with you or your understanding. So how about you keep your hands off her.”

  “Please,” Charles sputtered. “A woman like her wouldn’t be offended by my offer. I was going to be very generous with her.”

  “Shut the fuck up before I make you,” Lucas growled.

  “Why are you so pissed off?” As crazy as it seemed, Charles looked like he truly didn’t understand Lucas’s anger. “You should be happy to get her off your hands after the way her mother trapped your father into marriage.”

  I gasped in outrage at the slight to my mom, the sound reminding both men of my presence.

  “You know what? I don’t have time for this shit.” Lucas punctuated his statement with a sharp jab to Charles’s chin, releasing his collar and letting him fall to the ground. Then he reached for me and ushered me out of the room.

  Lucas had fully explained his situations and concerns before I completely agreed to attend the dinner. I was pretty sure his plan to lure clients on his own without the help of his current board had been thrown out the window. Practically dragging me from the most expensive restaurant in town while threatening a colleague and punching him in the face probably wasn’t the best way to earn anyone’s business.

  Chapter 10

  Lucas

  I kept a firm grip on Jade’s hand, dragging her away from the lecherous asshole who’d had the nerve to touch what was mine. Glancing behind to make sure I wasn’t going too fast, my eyes once again skimmed over her.

  When she had walked down the steps earlier in the evening (informing me it was the only way to make a grand entrance), she’d taken my breath away. Her platinum hair was pulled back into a long, straight ponytail, showing off her neck, with sparkling studs in her ears. Her collarbone and shoulders were bare save for the tiny straps of her emerald green dress. The rest of the shimmery fabric molded to her body, those unbelievable curves, making my mouth water. The dress fell to just above her knees, but there was a peeking split on her left side going up higher than I was comfortable with.

  I’d managed to keep my trap shut and deal with it, not wanting to spoil what would probably be the only good thing about her evening besides an outrageously expensive steak. It had taken all of my strength to walk out the door instead of sweeping her back upstairs to the bedroom.

  After watching these as
sholes drool over her and being forced to pretend I didn’t care, I was already at a breaking point. But, to walk up to her being propositioned was more than I could take.

  Before we reached the front of the restaurant, I’d texted my driver to come and pick us up. Nights like these, I always had a driver so I could drink with my colleagues. However, I’d been doing my best to dazzle Jade and I’d brought her in a stretch limousine. She’d laughed and told me I was being too over the top, but the excited twinkle in her green eyes confirmed I’d made the right choice.

  Within minutes of arriving outside, the limo came to a stop at the curb, and we slipped inside. I tugged Jade close to me on the bench seat and picked up the phone to speak with the driver.

  “Back to the house.” Jade shifted and her tits pressed against my side, causing my pants to be in serious jeopardy of shredding around the teeth of the zipper. “Take the long way,” I snapped and tossed the phone back into its cradle.

  Without wasting any more time, I grasped her small waist and lifted her over my lap, so she was straddling me. Our mouths connected and the temperature in the enclosed space exploded. She tasted like chocolate and caramel, her body was warm and pliant in my arms. Before I lost all sense of logic, my arm flopped around beside me until it found the button for the privacy screen and I heard it whoosh into place.

  Working my mouth down her neck, one of my hands lowered the zipper on the back of her dress, while the other dropped a strap off of her shoulder. I kissed the bare spot while the loosening of her dress allowed me to pull the top down to her waist, freeing her heavy, naked tits. Then my hands cupped the globes, lifting them up as an offering and I latched onto one of her hard, pink nipples.

  She cried out and rocked against me. I remembered everything about our first weekend together, especially how sensitive her nipples had been. But, the last few times we’d fucked, it was like they were ten times more so and I vaguely wondered if I could make her come just from playing with them.

  It was a test for another day, though. I was so far gone, I was almost feral, sucking and biting a nipple with my mouth, while my fingers toyed with the other. Jade’s sweet cries and her strong grip on my head urged me to continue to torture her.

  I backed away suddenly and set her back so she was resting on the edge of my knees. She looked dazed and confused, her lips rosy and swollen. I dragged the elastic from her hair, finger-combing it out so it fell around her perfect, naked tits. Then I seized the bunched fabric and tore it right down the center.

  We both gasped at the same time, her more from the shock of the rendering of the fabric. I sucked in a breath and the sight of a very bare pussy under the sheer, white material of her panties. Holy fuck. She’d gotten waxed, smooth...

  Jade was suddenly sitting where I’d been, her back against the seat, her legs spread as I tossed them over my shoulders and shoved my face into her core. Inhaling her delicious scent, I ruined yet another piece of clothing in my desperation to taste her.

  A long, slow lick from bottom to the top had her squirming, her hands once again clutching my head, and she was begging for more.

  “More what, Jade?” I urged, “Of this?” Another long lick, then a quick little bite on her clit. She jerked as though shocked.

  “Yes. More of yo—your mouth on—oh, yes!”

  I did as I was told, tongue fucking her until she was screaming. “You’re fucking soaked. I want you to come on my tongue, sweetheart. I want to taste it.” I sucked on her clit a couple more times, then slid my tongue inside to touch the little spot that sent her spiraling out of control.

  I was about to come all over the floor of the fucking car, so I snatched her up and switched places with her again. As soon as she was on her knees, I unzipped and freed my cock with a wince as it bounced painfully off of my stomach. I was so hard, my dick was leaking out pre-come from the red, angry tip.

  Jade stared at it hungrily and I groaned. “Now, sweetheart. Take it in your mouth—oh, fuck.” I couldn’t finish the command because she grasped the base of my cock and sucked it deep, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. Her movements were the tiniest bit unsure, just as they were the first time she took me on her knees. I loved the idea of her not having a lot of experience doing this before me. Fuck if that didn’t make it one hundred times hotter.

  I threaded my fingers through her hair on either side of her head and held her close so I could pump into her mouth. “Keep your pretty lips closed around it, Jade. Good—ooooh—yeah, take more. I want to watch every inch disappear down your throat, sweetheart. Mmm, yes, that’s fan-fucking-tastic.”

  She moaned as I spoke, the words adding to her own arousal, and I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was. The thought of my woman getting off on sucking my cock was like a match to gasoline. My eyes slid closed and I began pumping up into her mouth, guiding her head as it bobbed up and down. “Suck it hard, sweetheart. Oh, fuck yeah.”

  I cracked my eyes open, wanting to watch my length disappear into her mouth and saw her hand creeping down toward her pussy. “No!” I barked and wrenched her away from me, startling her. I gripped her under the arms and dragged her up into my lap. “That pussy belongs to me, Jade,” I snarled. “It’s mine and only mine. If you need relief, pleasure, you ask me. I will be the one to give it to you. Is that clear?”

  Jade blinked at me for a second, but it seemed to sink in and she smirked at me. “You own my pussy, Lucas?”

  I made a strangled sound in the affirmative.

  She leaned forward until our lips were a breath away, her gem colored eyes staring straight into my brown ones.

  “Prove it.”

  My mouth crashed onto hers and I jerked her up before slamming her down on my cock, both of us rearing back and our lips separating as we cried out at the intense feeling. I rested against the seat and gripped her waist, watching as I started pounding up into her tight, hot, little pussy. Her big, beautiful tits bounced heavily as she rode me, her creamy white skin turning rosy with the flush of desire and need. Her hands landed on my shoulders, helping her to keep her balance as she met my every thrust, her head thrown back, lusty sounds of pleasure torn from her throat.

  She was so fucking incredible and every time we were together it was more amazing than the last. I didn’t know what that said for our life expectancy because if it got any better, it was liable to kill us. Who the fuck cared, anyway. What a way to go.

  “Lucas, I’m almost—harder, babe! Harder!”

  Yes, ma’am.

  “Sit up on your knees on the seat, sweetheart,” I commanded, “and spread your legs as wide as you can. Keep holding on to me for support.”

  She followed my instructions unquestioningly, trusting me to take care of her. Once she was in place, I widened my legs to keep her open and shifted her over me so she was slightly more forward over my groin.

  In this position, every upward thrust had my cock angled to hit her g-spot. Moving my hands from her hips, I squeezed her ass in my palms and planted my feet flat on the ground. Using every bit of leverage, I began thrusting hard and fast, my pelvis slamming into her pussy, my balls slapping her ass and her cries became frantic, pleading for me to make her come.

  “You wanted harder, sweetheart. I wanted deeper. Squeeze me, Jade. Don’t let my cock go. You’re so wet, I don’t want to slide out. Hold on to me.” The suctioning in her pussy grew and it was getting harder to drag my cock back out so I could dive back in. “Fuck, yeah! That’s it, sweetheart. A little more.”

  I held off letting her go until I felt my balls draw up. A slow burn started at the base of my spine and spread quickly throughout my body. Gripping the cheeks of her ass so hard, I was sure I’d leave bruises, I parted the globes and one long middle finger rimmed the puckered little hole. She jolted and her eyes whipped open to stare at me in surprise, but I kept pushing forward. Literally.

  “Trust me, sweetheart.”

  Eyes locked, on my next thrust, I dipped the tip of the finger i
nside and the muscles contracted, her pussy walls clamped down on my cock, and we came together with a shout.

  Waves and waves of ecstasy crashed over me, hard jets of hot semen splashing inside her. Our bodies were shuddering with slowly abating convulsions, our lungs struggling to catch oxygen.

  There was nothing, not the sun, the moon, or the stars, nothing as beautiful as Jade when she came. And, knowing I’m the man who put that look on her face, the only man who ever will again, it set off a second, smaller orgasm.

  Jade slumped forward, collapsing on me, and my arms automatically went around her, gathering her close. I buried my face in her hair and took a long, slow breath. This was mine, for the rest of my life. Mine. And, nobody was going to convince me otherwise. I had enough wealth to start hundreds of new companies. If keeping Jade meant I lost the company I built with my dad, then so be it.

  Chapter 11

  Jade

  After my morning ritual of puking and brushing my teeth, I left Lucas sleeping soundly in bed. He looked all rumpled and sexy, and I badly wanted to climb back in with him. I needed some ginger herbal tea and toast more than I yearned to feel the warmth of his arms wrapped around me again. I padded into the kitchen, giggling about the whole barefoot and pregnant thing as I puttered around. The laughter quickly died when I grabbed the paper from the counter. One of the cleaning staff Lucas had hired must have left it there for him to read over breakfast. Looking at the picture of the two of us staring up at me from the society pages, I was relieved to have beaten him down here.

  The picture had been taken when he was helping me into the limousine. His hand had slipped from my lower back to the curve of my ass right when the photographer had snapped it. As if that wasn’t bad enough, the look in his eyes was beyond heated. It reminded me of a wild animal who’d caught sight of its prey, and there was no mistaking who he was stalking—his step-sister, as the headline proclaimed in bold print.