My Stepbrother's Promise (Contemporary Stepbrother Romance)

by Anne Burroughs

  “We both graduated, right?”

  “Well, yeah, but I’m not sure—” Aidan held up his hand. It wasn’t rude so much as a plea to let him finish his thought. I shut up.

  There was a pause, and Aidan once again peered directly into my eyes, into my soul. “I’m a virgin, Jenny.” The words were ridiculous, but he spoke them with a conviction so sincere that it took my breath away. “Are you a virgin, Jenny?”

  His eyes pierced me, and under the lush leaves of our special place—the place that we shared from when we were twelve years old, the secret hideout of best friends—I realized that a promise of hope doesn’t require anything more than making that hope real. “Yes. I’m a virgin, Aidan,” I replied, my voice a whisper of restrained passion and love.

  The next thing I knew Aidan and I were in each other’s arms.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  * * *

  Aidan

  I heard the word “yes” and just let go. I leaned forward, and we shared the best kiss I’ve ever experienced. It was like time hadn’t existed between the shore of the lake house and now. I slid my hand down and ran it across her chest, caressing her through her blouse. She pushed her lips harder against mine as I did, opened her mouth, and I felt the wet softness of her tongue.

  I shifted my weight to my knees and knocked over the bottle of wine. “Look out!” I said as I pulled us against the foliage. I righted the bottle, but it was too late. There was wine all over the dirt.

  Jenny laughed. “We should go somewhere else anyway.” She took my hand in hers. “Some place private.”

  I nodded. “Hotel room?”

  A smiled formed on her face. “The lake house!”

  I couldn't help but laugh. “That would so perfect, but it's three hours away.”

  Jenny shrugged. “I’ll enjoy the time with you.”

  “I don’t know, Jenny. Mom and Dad will freak if we just leave.” Jenny lowered her head, and I could have kicked myself. Hadn’t I learned my lesson? I did. “You know what? I don’t give a shit. We’ll just tell them that we are going somewhere to catch up. It’s our party. We can do whatever the fuck we want to do.”

  Her smile returned. “Sounds like a plan.”

  Mom was pissed, but we didn’t care. Dad just shrugged. “They have spent very little time together over the past four years, dear. Let them celebrate in their own way.”

  The funny thing is that we didn’t go right to lust. I could easily have run my hand up Jenny’s thigh and between her legs, but as we buckled up I asked her about her art, and before I knew it we were sharing everything about our lives that we had missed. We talked about our studies, our teachers, and the challenges we faced and will be facing.

  “I’m feeling kind of aimless,” I admitted, and Jenny reached over and took my hand. We intertwined our fingers and kept them that way for the rest of the drive. “I spent so much time swimming, but what did it get me? I’m done, and it feels like a bunch of wasted effort.”

  “Don’t talk that way!” Jenny replied. “You love swimming. I swear you’re part fish.” I glanced over, and her face showed both concern and amusement. “You loved the being and the doing, Aidan. That’s enough.”

  We talked about art, and her concerns about her career. The hopelessness in her voice devestated me. How could her light have dimmed this much? She kind of wistfully said that she wanted to focus on oil painting, but there was no money in that unless she could get some gallery shows, which was nearly impossible.

  “Just because it’s nearly impossible doesn’t mean it’s impossible.” I know you only too well, Jenny. You won’t give up on anything, and that is why you’ll make it someday.”

  “Where were you for the past four years, Aidan? God, I needed you.”

  “I’m here now,” I said, and she leaned over and lay her head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of her head. We were an hour from the lake house.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  * * *

  Jenny

  We pulled up the gravel to the house. We hadn’t brought anything, so I jumped out and ran around to the driver’s side of the car. As Aidan exited, I threw my arms around him and kissed him hard. “You’re room or my room?” I whispered in his ear.

  “My room.” His hand slid down my back and grabbed my ass. He pulled me tight against him, and I could feel him as he got hard under his pants. We kissed again, and I pushed him away.

  “I’ll get the key.” I ran ahead to get the key that our parents hid under the gnome near the door. Aidan arrived just as I was unlocking the door. He wrapped his arms around me from behind. He ran his hands across my chest as I felt his cock straining against his pants and pressing against my ass. I reached behind me, and for the first time in my life touched his hardness.

  I turned the doorknob with my other hand, and we stumbled forward into the lake house. Aidan closed the door behind him, and I turned around to kiss him again. He pulled back and pressed his forefinger against my lips. "Go up to your room. I’ll go turn the breakers on, and meet you there. Just give me two minutes."

  I licked his finger. “I don’t think I can wait two minutes.”

  “Well, if you don’t get going it will be three.” I pouted but turned and walked up the steps. It was already pretty dark, so I was actually glad Aidan thought to get all the electricity turned on. I walked down the hall, and I could see the shadows of the bathroom. I once more remembered seeing Aidan there, and I shivered. Soon.

  I turned the lamp on near the head of my bed. It had a soft light, and I liked the idea of making love to Aidan, watching its soft shadows flicker along his gorgeous body. I sat on the bed and kicked off my shoes. I bounced on the bed a bit, testing it. I smiled as I considered the workout it was going to get.

  My lamp flickered on, and a minute later Aidan stood in the doorway. He looked absolutely stunning. His broad shoulders filled out his shirt, which was tucked into his khakis. He was tall and muscular, and his face was a combination of pure joy and pure lust. “You look gorgeous, Jenny,” he said.

  I stood up and walked over to him. I kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear, “I’ve waited years to taste, suck, and fuck your cock.” I kissed his lips, and then left a trail of kisses down the front of his shirt, until I was on my knees and kissed the front of his pants.

  Aidan ran his hand through my hair as I unbuttoned his pants, and it made me shiver in anticipation. I unzipped him, and tugged down his khakis. I ran my hand over his cock, caressing it through his boxer briefs. I kissed and licked it through the fabric. I wanted to tease Aidan, but I was only teasing myself, so I pulled down his underwear. His cock sprung out and brushed my lips.

  It was more gorgeous than I had even remembered, if that was possible. It was thick and long, and Aidan still shaved everything. I licked his balls, while his cock bounced against my cheek and nose. I then kissed it the entire length, from its base to its head. I ran my tongue all around the head of his cock and then took it in my mouth.

  My entire body was burning with passion and desire that I realized never had been released. I may have fucked a few guys, but I never made love to them, and now I knew the difference. I wanted nothing more than to do everything to Aidan and for him to do everything to me, to make us one, to take us to the pinnacle of pleasure—together.

  I pushed my head forward and took Aidan’s cock deep into my mouth. I so badly wanted to deep throat him. I wanted to feel my nose pressed against his smooth skin, while his cock throbbed in my throat, but he was too big. I wrapped my right hand around his cock and pushed down until my lips hit my fingers. I pulled out and looked up. Aidan was looking at me with pure desire in his eyes.

  “Take my head in your hands and do whatever you want. Please. Please do whatever you want.”

  I felt his hands grasp my head, and I dropped my hand between my legs as Aidan started to thrust into mouth, using his hands to pull my head down onto his cock. I unbuttoned and pulled down my zipper as he thrust in and o
ut of my mouth. I was sopping wet and the moment I stroked my clit I knew I was close to coming. I couldn't believe I was so close just from my sucking his cock.

  I didn't want to come just yet, so I reached up and pulled his hands away. He stepped back and his cock slipped out of my mouth, dripping precum and saliva onto my shirt. “Sorry,” Aidan said.

  I looked up and smiled. “Don’t apologize. There is nothing you can do wrong right now, Aidan. Just enjoy me, and I’ll enjoy you.” I stood up and started unbuttoning my shirt. “You always thought too much. You know that?” He nodded, but I could tell he wasn’t quite sure where I was going, so I continued. “We always knew I was the one with the temper and the passion. So learn from me now. I’m good at just giving in, and the lesson is simple, Aidan.” I paused while I took off my blouse. I wiped my mouth and chin with it and then dropped it to the floor. “Don’t use this.” I tapped my finger against his temple. “Use this.” I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his cock.

  He leaned down and kissed me, and as his tongue flicked against mine his hands reached behind me. A second later, my bra fell forward. I shrugged, and it fell to the floor. Aidan grabbed my waist and gently pushed me backward until I felt my legs hit the bed, I fell backward onto it, as Aidan kicked off his shoes and removed the rest of his clothes. I slid off my pants and my panties. I stared him naked and couldn’t believe how lucky I was.

  He put his knee on the edge of the bed and then leaned down and kissed me on the lips, the chin, and then he kissed one nipple and then the other. He sucked on on my left nipple, tugging at it with his lips. I clutched at his shoulder and arched my back. It felt so good.

  Looking up at me, he said between pants, “You have them most gorgeous body, Jenny. Do you know how badly I’ve wanted to taste you? To feel you writhing under my mouth?” The words alone made my pussy throb, but then he kissed my belly button and then licked me from there down to my clit, which he kissed. He crawled onto the bed, and positioned himself between my legs. He kissed the inside of one thigh and then the other, and then he ran his tongue up and down my pussy lips.

  I squirmed as his tongue danced all over my pussy and clit. He teased my clit with a lick and then would shove his tongue into my pussy. He’d lick my pussy lips from bottom to top and from top to bottom. I started to moan, and Aidan breathily whispered, “Oh God, you taste so good.”

  He started to lightly suck on my clit, and I grabbed his head in my hands and held it in place. “Don’t stop. Just keep doing that.” The pressure and heat of my orgasm came fast. I pressed my hips up and down, bucking as its waves enveloped my body. At one point I grabbed Aidan by the hair and pulled his head up. “I’m. Good. Now.” I said between pants.

  He crawled up next to me, and took me in his arms. His cock was firm but not hard. I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. “Tell me what you want. Anything. I want you to ask for anything. Anything.”

  He looked like he was weighing whether he should ask or not, but I didn’t care. I would have done anything for him. He was my best friend. My confidant. My rock. And now he was my lover.

  Running a finger around my left nipple, he said, in a somewhat tentative voice, “I’ve stared at your tits for years. And your ass. Hell, I’ve stared at your body for years, Jenny.” He shook his head. “But mostly your tits.”

  “You can touch them, stroke them, look at them whenever you want now.” I replied, closing my eyes in pleasure as he lightly tugged on my nipple and then slid his finger over to the other one.

  “I want to fuck your tits so bad right now.” There was so much animal passion in his voice that he almost growled.

  I pointed to the spot between my tits. “If you’re cock isn’t right there immediately, I’m going to be really upset.”

  He kissed me and slid his leg over my chest. He lowered his cock between my tits. I leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock and then dropped my head back and squeezed my tits together, the hardness of his cock between them. He got rock hard immediately, and it was such a turn on. He started thrusting, and the warmth from the friction and his body heat spread from my tits down to my pussy.

  His precum lubricated my tits, so it was nice and warm and slippery. I stared at him as he thrust back and forth, loving the rapturous look on his face. At one point he slid his cock back and out, and then started caressing my nipples with the head of his cock. The drips of precum and the sliding of his cock on my nipples felt amazing. A second orgasm was rising inside me.

  I tried to slide my arm down between Aidan’s legs but he grabbed it with his hand. “I can help with that.” He placed his cock between my tits again and then leaned back. As I squeezed my tits around his cock, and he started to caress my pussy with his fingers.

  The rhythm of his thrusts between my tits matched his fingers sliding in and out of my pussy, and it was driving me crazy. I knew I could come again, but I needed more than his fingers. “Fuck me, Aidan. Oh God, please fuck me.”

  He moved down, and I thought I was going to explode as I felt his hard cock slide down my body and then press against my pussy. I reached down to guide him in, but Aidan was so hard and I was so wet that as he leaned forward and kissed me I felt the head of his cock slip between my pussy lips.

  He pushed just enough to slide the head of his cock in. His glorious thick cock. He pulled out a little bit and shoved it in a little bit. I couldn’t stand it and shoved my hips forward, taking him in more. “No cheating!” he said.

  “Don’t be cruel,” I replied breathlessly. “I need your cock inside me.” I felt him stretch my pussy as he pushed in further, but then he stopped again. “Dammit, Aidan. Please.”

  “Isn’t the anticipation amazing?” he asked. I was about scream “no” when he shoved his cock hard inside me.

  “Oh!” I blurted out.

  “Did I hurt you?” Aidan asked, concern in his voice.

  “Uh, no. That was just… unexpected.” I had never been filled so completely in my life. It was extraordinary. I felt one with Aidan.

  He kissed me, and then he thrust in and out of me—hard, fast, and deep. I had never orgasmed from only having a guy fucking me, but Aidan was so big that his cock practically caressed my clit as he slid in and out. He held himself above me, his hands next to my shoulders. I glanced at him. He looked like an animal whose muscles rippled as they moved.

  My orgasm was coming fast, and I grabbed Aidan’s ass in my hands. He started to moan and then said, “I’m coming,” as he thrust even deeper and faster, if that was possible.

  I was close but not there yet when Aidan started to groan. I felt the sudden warmth and slipperiness as Aidan’s cum shot inside me. “Please don’t stop. Just a few more,” I groaned as I pulled down on Aidan’s ass. He kept thrusting, and then it was my turn to moan. The orgasm started deep inside my pussy and then spread across my body. My legs went weak, and I dropped my hands to my side.

  I was panting when I felt Aidan’s lips brush against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close, kissing him hungrily. He eventually lowered himself next to me.

  “I love you, Jenny. I’ve always loved you.”

  I cuddled up next to him and lay my head on his chest. “I love you, too,” but as I said it, it didn’t seem enough. I kissed his chest and added, “I’ve never stopped loving you, Aidan. I never will.”

  The next morning I woke to an empty bed, and I was filled with a sudden fear that Aidan was worried again about our parents or our friends our anyone else who may not understand that a stepbrother and stepsister could fall in love. To my relief Aidan’s shirt was still in a pile on the floor. I put it on and walked downstairs.

  Aidan had his back to me as he was making coffee. He was wearing jeans and nothing else, not even underwear. I could tell because they were slung low on his hip, revealing half of his butt. I smiled and just took in the view. I remembered a few years earlier when I had to sneak a view of him naked. Now I could enjoy it every day.

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nbsp; I walked up and put my arms around him, pressing my cheek against his back.

  “Good morning, gorgeous!”

  “Good morning,” I replied, letting go. I sat down at the small dining table, and watched as Aidan poured our coffee.

  He glanced at me and his eyes went wide. “Hey, you look way better in that shirt than I do.”

  “This is true. You look better with nothing on.” We smiled at each other, and he placed the mug in front of me, sliding into the chair to my right.

  “I was thinking about yesterday.”

  “Mmmm. So was I. We are so doing that again today.”

  Smiling widely, Aidan replied. “Yes, I agree, but that wasn’t what I was talking about. I meant our conversation in the car. You need stability while you do your art, a place where you don’t have to deal with stress and can feel inspired.” I nodded, and took a sip of the coffee. “Why don’t you move in with me in San Francisco. I already have the expenses covered. You can focus on your art. There are a lot of galleries there, so it’s a good spot to make your mark.”

  I had been dreaming of that since the drive in the car, but I was afraid to mention it to Aidan. We had just made a monumental leap in our relationship. Would living together be moving too far, too fast? “I love that idea, Aidan!” I reached out and held his hand.

  “Plus, we don’t have to tell Mom and Dad for a while, since they’ll just think I’m helping you.” My heart fell, and I pulled my hand away.

  Before I could angrily tell Aidan that this was the same attitude of his that led us to four years of separation, he spoke up. “No. That’s a horrible idea. We should be honest. We have nothing to be ashamed of.” He reached forward and kind of tentatively took my hand. I squeezed and held his tight.