Romance: Stepbrother On Top

by A. Valentine

  Nicole moved into the living room and sat down on the couch. Jackson followed, and he paced slowly around the room, avoiding eye contact with Nicole at all costs. Finally, Nicole could take the silence no longer, and she resolved to address the problem.

  “What was my dad talking about at Angela’s?” Nicole asked softly.

  Jackson finally looked up at her, his expression grim. His eyes were guarded, and he looked like he had aged several years just over the course of dinner.

  “Jackson?” Nicole pressed, still feeling sick.

  Jackson sighed and shook his head. He moved over to where Nicole was sitting on the couch, and he sat down in front of her on the coffee table.

  “Your dad was talking about us,” Jackson said slowly, and Nicole listened eagerly. “Our relationship… was kind of falling apart.”

  Nicole blinked at the news, feeling confused.

  “We had been strained from the beginning when we were trying and failing to have a baby,” he explained. “You and I both felt guilty. We just became distant… we barely spoke. I spent all my time on different sites or at the office, and you were giving tours of houses all the time. Our whole lives were work.”

  Nicole was slightly crushed by the news. She had thought that she was living an ideal, happy life, and now she found out that her life was practically in ruins and her relationship was almost nonexistent.

  “You were spending a lot of time with your parents,” he said. “They knew what was going on. And they were the ones who brought up the divorce.”

  Nicole’s heart jumped into her throat at the word. She felt tears pooling in her eyes and she hurried to blink them away.

  “You then brought the idea up with me,” he said softly. “And… I told you it would probably be for the best.”

  Nicole felt her heart break, and she couldn’t help the tear that rolled down her face.

  “It was only the news from the adoption agency that kept us from splitting,” he explained. “We thought that maybe that would help… that it would give us a reason to rebuild what we had lost together…”

  Nicole listened silently.

  “Still, at that point it would be a long time before we were able to get him, and we decided to try and spend more time together,” he said with a sigh. “Which turned out to be worse than ignoring each other. We fought incessantly. It just built and built, and we were both getting worried that we wouldn’t be able to fix it, baby or no baby. That’s actually what we were fighting about in the car… when we got in that wreck…”

  Nicole’s face slackened at the revelation.

  “And the next thing I know, we were both in the hospital,” he said softly. “I called our parents and your parents and mind both came up… but then they left, and I was alone with you, and I had a lot of time to think…”

  Nicole had a good idea of where this was going.

  “I realized then and there that I wanted to be with you after all,” he said. “I wanted to get back to where we started, and fix things, and be happy again.”

  In spite of herself, Nicole felt her stomach flutter at his heartfelt words.

  “I was going to tell you as soon as you woke up,” he said. “But then… you didn’t recognize me…”

  Nicole remembered being startled by the strange man at her bedside.

  “And when we figured out that you had lost your memory,” Jackson shook his head. “At first I was crushed, but then I realized that this could work to our advantage. Your memory loss essentially wiped out all the horrible things that had happened between us… like a clean slate… a second chance…”

  Nicole had suspected as much, and she remained silence.

  “Nicole,” Jackson gently took her hands. “I know I should have been more transparent about our past. But… I still love you. And I want to be with you. And I want to raise this baby with you. I know that I won’t make the same mistakes again, and I will work every day to cherish you and make sure that you know exactly how much I love you.”

  Nicole cried at his words, and she sniffled. His words made her heart sing, but there was still and aching fear in the back of her mind.

  “But…” Nicole spoke through her tears, her voice breaking. “What if I make the same mistakes? What if we end up in the same exact place we ended up in another five years?”

  “I would rather take that chance than ever let you go,” Jackson said, his words heavy. “I thought I was going to lose you in that hospital, and the thought almost killed me. I don’t think I can make it through actually losing you.”

  Nicole wanted to trust in him and in herself, but she was horrified at the thought of history repeating itself. Jackson looked up at her with his dark eyes, and she looked back at him as his image blurred. She shook her head and sobbed quietly, completely lost.

  “I just don’t know what to do…” She squeaked out quietly, sniffing slightly.

  Nicole felt Jackson lightly cup her cheek and tilt her face up to look at him. His thumb gently wiped away at her face, and he gave her a tentative smile.

  “Spend your life with me, Nicole,” he urged her in a soft whisper. “Start over with me. Raise a child with me. Grow old with me so we can watch our kids grow up, and find a low like ours. I know I’m not perfect, and I know I will mess things up. But I promise not to deliberately push you away like I have before. I promise that I will take care of you and make sure you know where you belong- right here, with me. I love you. Please… stay.”

  Nicole felt his words move her, and they rang all the way into her soul. She knew that he was right, and she knew that she wanted all those things with him. She knew her answer before it even left her mouth.

  “Yes,” Nicole breathed out and shakily nodded. “I want to stay.”

  Chapter Eleven

  No sooner had the words left her mouth than Jackson seized her face between his hands and pressed his lips to hers in an urgent, passionate kiss. He pressed her back and moved her so that she was lying down on the couch, his body pressing into hers.

  “Thank you,” he hissed through his fevered kisses. “Thank you, I love you, I love you…”

  Nicole’s mind spun and she felt a sharp shock of desire course through her at his blatant display of raw affection. His fingers were buried in her hair, and she could feel every sharp edge of his body against her, and she took a ragged gasp of air as he dragged his teeth down her neck.

  Nicole shook beneath him, and her hands trembled as she tightly wove them into his shirt, pulling them from where they had been tucked inside his pants. She rucked them up his back and pressed her palms to the muscles of his back, and then dug her nails in, He growled and hissed at her.

  Suddenly, he took hold of her hips and flipped them both over so that Nicole was straddling his hips. She could feel his erection very clearly through his pants, and she gasped as he flexed his hips and brushed it against her sex. She lightly rubbed against him, and shivered at the friction.

  Jackson gathered up the hem of her dress, and began to raise it up along her body. She raised up her arms and allowed him to fully remove the garment. She saw his eyes widened as he took in the fact that she had not worn underwear, and she felt a delicious thrill of arousal at the look on his face. Feeling adventurous, Nicole ground her hips against him, and he released a soft moan.

  Jackson sat up a little and ripped his shirt up and over his head, then fell back down. Nicole took the opportunity to drag her fingernails up along his abs and she felt a thrill as he shivered and panted beneath her touch. She was still a little nervous to be on top, but she knew she was getting the handle of it.

  She lingered at his chest, flicking her fingertips along his hard nipple before moving back down, tracing along his happy trail. She ran her fingernail along the skin where his waistband was, and she felt him flex up into her touch.

  Nicole was getting breathless, and she moved down lower. She undid his belt and unbuttoned his slacks, and then undid the zipper. She hooked her fingers into the wais
tband of his pants and boxer briefs and hastily dragged them down his long legs. She pushed his shoes off his feet, and then fully removed his socks and pants, leaving him completely naked. She salivated as she saw his long member standing ready at attention for her

  Nicole moved back up his legs, giving his thighs a few bites, before she hungrily took his length in her mouth and licked around his head. Jackson released a moan, and his hands instinctively moved to the back of her head. Nicole quickly released him, though and moved to once again straddle his hips.

  She wasted no time, and lowered herself down over his thickness. She sighed as he filled her, and she began to gently move up and down over him, delighting in the intense feelings. This angle allowed him to fill her more fully. She saw his eyes roll back in his head, and his fingers flexed into her hips.

  Nicole kept her pace slow and torturous, and even when Jackson looked up at her longingly, she smiled back deviously. She even slowed a little, and Jackson growled up at her.

  “Nicole…” Jackson ground out through his teeth, and Nicole laughed.

  Without warning, Jackson sat up, and took firm hold of her hips. Nicole gasped as he drove into her deep and hard, thrusting up into her. Nicole lost her fragile grip of her control and she threw her arms around his neck and bit into the curve of his neck.

  Jackson growled, and once again flipped her around and pinned her to the couch. He plowed into her fast and hard. This whole bout of lovemaking had been intense and frenzied, and she struggled to catch her breath. Her mind whirled, and she began to whimper and plead with him almost incoherently.

  “Don’t ever try to tease me Nicole,” Jackson growled down at her, his mouth pressed against her ear. “I’ll just be frank… it never ends the way you wanted.”

  Nicole panted and nodded, feeling a surge of heat at his words. She could barely process them, though, as she felt herself drawing close to an intense orgasm. She felt herself about to fall over the edge when Jackson suddenly pulled out of her.

  Nicole’s whole body tensed, but her orgasm hung in suspense, and then subsided.

  “No…” Nicole whimpered, her closeness finally ebbing away, leaving her a mess of arousal. She rocked her hips up to try and get contact with anything.

  Jackson looked down at her, a darks mile on his face.

  “You choose the behavior,” he said softly, running his fingertip along her hard nipple. “You choose the consequences.”

  In spite of her denied orgasm, Nicole was thrilled and excited by her words.

  “I’m sorry…” Nicole panted. “Please… I need you…”

  Jackson smiled, and lined his length back up with her entrance.

  “I don’t think I’m convinced,” he said, sounding bored. He tweaked her nipple, and Nicole let out a soft squeak.

  “Jackson please…” Nicole squirmed restlessly beneath him. “I need you, please… ah!”

  Nicole was cut off as he pressed into her, simultaneously circling around her throbbing clit. He started slow, and gradually built his pace. Nicole felt her orgasm approaching again, and she became terrified in the most delicious way that Jackson would deny her again. He looked down at her with dark eyes.

  “Beg me to let you come,” he ordered her, and Nicole knew better than to test her luck.

  “Please, please let me come Jackson!” Nicole pleaded anxiously.

  Jackson, apparently satisfied, increased the intensity with which he pressed into her clit. Nicole howled with pleasure and her back arched up off the bed.

  “Come,” Jackson whispered into her ear, and just like that, her body was racked with intense spasms, and she cried out as her climax hit her.

  Jackson came with her, and she moaned as she felt his length jerk inside of her, and his hot seed coat her womb. She shook as she came down from her high, and Jackson gently kissed her as he slowly lowered himself to snuggle on the couch beside her.

  When she was calm, Nicole turned to him, and trace her fingertip along his lips.

  “I love you,” she whispered, a smile turning up the corners of her lips.

  Jackson looked deep into her eyes and smiled back.

  “I love you,” he whispered.

  Nicole smiled and pulled herself close into his chest.

  Even though this new start to their relationship had been unexpected, Nicole was glad that now they had a chance to start over. She wanted to give him the type of relationship he deserved. They had already made their mistakes, and there was nothing they could do to change it. They had their entire lives to look forward to, though, and she knew that they were going to really turn things around.

  As she lay there surrounded by his warm embrace, she felt herself nodding off into his chest. She was grateful to have him, and she was grateful that he was willing to stay with her. More than anything, though, she couldn’t help but be eternally grateful to have gotten this second chance.

  With a smile on her face, she easily fell into a deep contented sleep, eager to restart her life.

  Brandon’s Secret Baby

  By: Olivia Newport

  Brandon’s Secret Baby

  ©Olivia Newport, 2016 – All rights reserved

  Published by Steamy Reads4U

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  CHAPTER 1

  Excitement coursed through Brandon’s veins as he boarded the flight from Germany to Houston, Texas. From there, he’d have to hop on another plane in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and then one last tiny one down to Hagerstown, Maryland where his rental car would be waiting for him at the airport. Six years. It had been six years since the top of his class marine had been home. He was more than ready to see his family again. To hug his mother, shake his father’s hand, and kid around with his little sister Kylee again.

  He had missed them all so much, but the Marines had needed him. Like the great soldier that he was, he rose quickly through the ranks, making his way up the military ladder until he had been leading his own squads into endless operations. He was good at what he did, and because of that, he had earned some much-needed time off. Though he got roughly a week off a year, this would be the first time he ever got three months and a paid ticket back home.

  A clap on his uniformed back brought Brandon out of his thoughts, and he turned his closely shaved head to the woman standing beside him. Private Winona Flynn was a good-looking woman and a great soldier. She was new to his squad, but that hadn’t made her any less valuable. She had amazing aim with her bullets and knock left hook that had won her a lot of money in the bi-weekly boxing matches the soldiers had been holding for fun. She was strong, beautiful, and intelligent. Most of all though, she was interested.

  “How are you Sir?” Winona asked. Her thin, pink lips stretched back to reveal a smile of perfectly white and straight teeth.

  Brandon relaxed as he saw a familiar face, and returned the smile. “Please, call me Brandon when we’re not on duty,” he implored. “And I’m doing fine, thank you. Just thinking
about grabbing a cup of coffee.”

  Winona lifted a delicate brow. “Coffee? But it’s a night flight. Don’t you want to catch some sleep before hit the United States?”

  Brandon shrugged his large, muscular shoulders, and shook his head no. “I can’t sleep on planes,” he replied simply. “I’ve never been able to. After all the time I’ve spent on them, I’ve decided to just accept that fact and pull an all-nighter any time I fly.”

  Winona’s lips pursed together and she let out a low whistle. “That sounds rough,” she mused. “Do you want to try some of my sleeping pills?”

  He thanked her for her generosity, but politely turned her down. After all, he knew his body better than she did, and he was craving a final cup of good German coffee anyways. He had twenty minutes before the plane boarded, so he headed down the long corridor in search for the hot brew. As he made his way through the terminal, he couldn’t help but notice how many women stopped what they were doing to look up and stare at him.

  Though he knew he was supposed to be modest, Brandon had always been a self-aware kind of guy. He knew that with his cocoa powder skin, light green eyes, and dazzling white teeth he was quite the handsome specimen. It didn’t hurt either that he had an extremely muscular build; the kind women yearned for on the covers of their romance books.

  Through his travels, he had been able to sample every kind of woman there was, and he had immensely enjoyed it along the way. However, after years of playing around, he had grown weary of the easily pursued, and craved something with a little more sustenance. The woman at the coffee kiosk only emphasized his feelings towards the matter.

  Her eyes were cornflower blue set beneath dainty golden eyebrows and matching long straight hair. Her entire face lit up when she saw him approach her, and he immediately thought about turning around and just waiting for a cup of coffee on the plane. As she bounced on her toes though, he knew he was too late, and that social interaction was about to take place. Fighting back a grimace, Brandon plastered a fake smile on his face and placed his order with the young woman.