It didn’t take long before Kaleb’s breathing got shallower and shallower, and with a groan he came inside my mouth.
Spurt after spurt of his hot seed shot inside of me, and at first I thought I was going to cough it all up, but I quickly swallowed it all instead, looking up at Kaleb the whole time. I licked his cock clean, and a minute later he slipped it out of my mouth and helped me to my feet.
“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever fucked,” he told me as I slipped my skirt back down. For the last few minutes I’d completely forgotten about my fear of us being caught in here.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe we did that!” I exclaimed, throwing my now-ruined panties into the garbage can in the corner of the room. “Get out, now, before someone comes in.”
“Really? You’re worried about someone coming in now?” my stepbrother replied with a teasing grin. I rolled my eyes and practically pushed him out the door. I decided to wait a minute or two before following, just to alleviate any suspicions any of the workers outside might have had.
Holy shit. We’d actually just done this though. It was so intense!
I cleaned myself up a little bit then went back out to the table where Kaleb was waiting, having ordered himself another coffee.
“Gonna hang out with me some more?”
“I guess so. I liked where it went the last time.”
“Good. Because I’d like to get back to how we can figure out exactly who’s behind this whole embezzling thing.”
“Sure. For sure.”
I said the words, but I had absolutely no faith that I was going to be able to concentrate on work now. Not after what we’d just done. Part of me wanted to run out of the coffee shop, sure that every single member of the staff there knew what I’d just done, and never come back. But everything seemed normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe they didn’t know.
Kaleb ordered me another coffee, and we started brainstorming.
* * *
The weekend after our coffee shop sex, I was meeting Annie. I had to ask her advice.
I had started thinking about things after I’d lied to Kaleb about not knowing what I was doing after the summer. After all, I had no reason to lie to him.
But I did. And I knew why, even though I didn’t want to admit it to myself.
I was in love with my stepbrother.
Deeply, madly, passionately in love with him.
I’d started spending every waking hour thinking about him. Even when I should have been working, when I was supposed to be hunting down the person responsible from stealing from the company that would become my inheritance, I couldn’t stop but think about those washboard abs, about those strong arms that had held me close, about that gorgeous hair that always had that effortless just-got-out-of-bed look.
This was more than lust. And I had to talk to someone about it. Annie was the only person I could go to, but I knew that I couldn’t tell her the truth. I couldn’t tell her exactly who I had fallen in love with.
I took a seat in the café we’d decided to meet at and ordered a BLT wrap with avocado, and an iced tea.
Sipping it nervously, I watched the door, waiting for her to come in. Was I going to be able to go through with this? Was I going to be able to tell her? I had to. After all, we were best friends. What if she figured it out though? What if she realized who I was talking about? Fuck, this was my stepbrother I was talking about. I wasn’t allowed to be in love with him!
Even if he was hotter than the heat wave we were still in the middle of.
A couple minutes later Annie walked in, a gorgeous blue sundress, sandals and sunglasses making her look like she was ready for a trip to the beach.
“Hey, que pasa?” she asked as she gave me a quick hug before sitting down across from me. The waiter came by a minute later and she ordered a penne chicken dish and a coke before we got down to our conversation.
“So? What’s been happening in the Olivia Scott world?”
I shrugged. “Well, not too much. Actually, that’s a lie. A lot. And that’s part of why I wanted to have lunch with you today, I need to ask you some advice.”
“Of course! Tell me everything!”
“Well… there’s this guy.”
I saw Annie’s eyes widen with excitement, and could immediately tell that she was trying not to interrupt so I’d keep talking, but really wanted to let out a squeal that would break the glass sitting in front of me.
“Yes?” she asked breathlessly, waiting for me to continue.
“But… he’s not really… my type.”
“Go on…”
“He’s a bad boy. I shouldn’t be with him. He’s not the kind of guy I’m supposed to be with. I can’t be with him. It’s not right. But I think… I think I love him.”
This time Annie couldn’t help the squeal.
“Oh my GOD Livvie, this is like, maybe the best thing that’s ever happened,” she squealed.
“Are you even listening to me? No it’s not. We can’t be together. It’s wrong.”
“Romeo and Juliette thought they couldn’t be together either, didn’t they?”
“Yeah, and they both ended up dead.”
“Well before then they were together for a little while. And the point of the story was that they should have been able to be together. Besides, you’re being overly dramatic about things. Just because he’s not your usual type doesn’t mean you can’t be together.”
“No, it’s more than that. His parents disapprove of me, and my mom disapproves of him. She’s told me I can’t be with him, or she won’t pay for my college.”
So I was doubling down on the lies. Oh well, I had no choice. I wasn’t about to admit, even to Annie, that I was having sex with my stepbrother. Even if it was totally mindblowing.
“Well that makes it harder. But still. I’m a strong believer in the idea that if you love someone, you make it work, no matter what others think.”
“Oh, there’s another complication as well. We’re not really together, it’s more of a casual thing, and I’m scared that I’ll scare him off if I tell him how I feel. Plus, he’s staying in New York, so when I go to college, our relationship is over anyway.”
“Wow. Well this relationship is basically an entire soap opera season’s plot, isn’t it?”
“I know. I’m in so deep, Annie, and I don’t know what to do.”
“Well for one thing, you can start by telling me how long this has been going on.”
I looked down, embarrassed.
“Since about the beginning of summer.”
“Seriously? And you didn’t tell me? Your best friend?”
“I know. I’m sorry. I should have. But as I said, it’s complicated. I didn’t think it would last this long. I didn’t think… that this was going to happen.”
“That you’d end up falling in love with your fuck buddy?”
I dropped my head in shame as I nodded. If only she knew just how much worse than that it really was.
“Well, what are your plans?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you still going to go to Stanford?”
“Well… yeah. Yeah, of course I am.”
“So you’re not willing to give up on your dreams of going to college for this guy?”
I thought about what Annie said for a while. No, no matter what I couldn’t skip college to stay with Kaleb. Not only was going to a great college what I had spent my entire life working for, but there was no way Kaleb wanted to be with me. He wasn’t a relationship type guy.
“No. No, I’m not. Besides, even if I was, he’s not the relationship type.”
“You have to tell me his name, at least.”
“Kyle,” I replied. Luckily I’d thought of a fake name to give before Annie showed up.
“Ok, well then you have nothing to be confused about. Just tell him.”
“But I love him!” I protested.
“You have two options then: tell him, and hope he feels the same w
ay. Or don’t tell him, admit you’re going away in September, and deal with it. There’s no middle ground here. Relationships aren’t always easy.”
I sighed. She was right, of course. There was no way I could actually tell Kaleb how I felt. I was telling her the truth when I said he wasn’t the relationship kind of guy. Plus that whole “him being my stepbrother” thing put a damper on those plans regardless.
“You’re right. Thanks Annie.”
“No problem. Now let’s talk about the fact that you’ve been seeing this guy for weeks and I’m only finding out about it now.”
“Sorry. You know I’m not really the going out type. So when I got a guy like that, I figured it was best if I kept quiet about it.”
“Is Kyle hot?”
“You have no idea.”
“Is he good in bed?”
“Let me put it this way… you know how you used to tell me that everyone said Mike was shit in bed and I should find someone better?”
“Duh.”
“I had no idea what I was missing until now.”
Annie squealed with joy, bouncing up and down in her seat like an excited toddler.
“Oooooh I’m so happy for you Livvie. It’s about time you found someone who treats you right in bed. Plus I’m so proud of you. I thought you were totally gonna marry the next guy you dated. You know, serious relationship, settle down and all.”
“I know. Me too. This just kind of… happened.”
“So when do I get to meet this Kyle?”
“Never!” I squealed. “Absolutely not. It’s too casual.”
Annie laughed. “Fine. Keep him to yourself. But you don’t have to worry, I wouldn’t steal him off you,” she teased, and I stuck my tongue out at her.
“You couldn’t even if you wanted to,” I joked back.
“Look at you, little miss confident. This new sex life of yours suits you.”
I blushed as I laughed. I knew Annie was only half joking. She was right; I felt a lot more confident since I’d started having sex with Kaleb. It was hard not to when the guy made you feel like some sort of love goddess every few hours.
“Anyway, you have to go back to him and tell him what you’re doing. It’s only fair.”
I sighed. “You’re right, of course. Anyway, that’s enough about my life and my problems. Tell me about you!”
Annie rolled her eyes. “You know there’s nothing in my life that’s going to be nearly as exciting as you actually finding a man.”
“Maybe not to you, but I actually think your life is about a million times more exciting than mine.”
“Woo hoo, I got puked on again by a six year old, yeah, thrilling,” Annie replied. “But seriously, I’m not doing much. Really just hospital stuff, and looking at pictures of San Francisco on Instagram whenever I have some free time.”
“Nice. I can’t wait until we get to register for courses. I’ve had a look at everything I need to do for my degree, and I know what classes I want to take in my first semester. I have it all planned out, but I’m hoping that there’ll be room for everything in my schedule. Luckily since they’re all first year classes I figure there’ll be so many different options that I’ll make it into one of the classes, but no guarantees of course.”
“Oh my dear Livvie, you’re such a nerd.”
“Says the woman going into pre-med.”
“Yeah, but at least I’ve been thinking about learning to surf and having a tan in January. You’re just thinking about getting good grades and graduating top of the class again.”
“Don’t pretend you’re not going to do the exact same thing.”
“Oh, for sure. I’m going to show all the other pre-meds that the east coast breeds ‘em smarter. But until then, I’m enjoying the summer and my time off.”
“Oh believe me,” I replied. “I’m getting a lot of pleasure this summer too,” I replied, and got another squeal out of Annie for that cheeky little reply.
We hung out for another couple of hours before going our separate ways. We didn’t talk too much about “Kyle”, but Annie was right about what she’d said.
I had to tell Kaleb about my choice. There was no other option. We couldn’t be together, and even if we could he wouldn’t want to. I was putting off the inevitable, and it wasn’t healthy.
Why did the inevitable have to be so sad?
Kaleb
Monday mornings fucking sucked. Invariably.
I went down to the gym before having to be in at work. I was so tempted to just blow off the day and stay home, but I knew my father was going to be in, and I was pretty sure I was going to get one of those surprise visits that he always pretended weren’t just to check up on me.
I blew off a bit of steam in the gym early in the morning before heading upstairs. The hot and cold alternating shower I had after the workout gave me a bit of new energy, and I figured maybe it wasn’t going to be that bad a day.
But when I saw Olivia sitting on the chair outside my office waiting to be let in, her hands perfectly folded in her lap like she was waiting for a job interview or something, I could tell that this day really wasn’t going to get better.
“Come on in, Kitten,” I told her, opening the door for her and letting her in first.
It wasn’t that I was being gentlemanly. I knew she could open her own door. Well, ok, maybe it was partly that. But mostly it was that I wanted to check out her ass as she walked in, and it’s hard to do that when you’re in front.
God damn, that ass.
Maybe a good fuck right here in the office again was all I needed. I could stick my cock deep inside that little ass, make her scream.
Nope, not right now. She looked serious.
I sat down at my desk and looked at her. Those big doe eyes were staring at her shoes.
“So, what’s up, kitten?” I asked, leaning back in my chair, my eyes roaming to her blouse, thinking about the tits underneath. Those perfectly formed, perky little tits.
“You asked the other day about my plans for college.”
Wow, this wasn’t going where I thought it was. I figured it’d be something about that dipshit embezzler she’d found out existed.
“Yeah?”
“Well, I thought I should let you know. I’ve decided to go to Stanford in the fall.”
Stanford? Seriously? In California?
Fuck.
I mean yeah, I knew our arrangement was going to end as soon as the summer did. And that day was coming far too quickly. We only really had a few weeks left.
But still, I’d always assumed she was going to go to like, Harvard. A few hours away. Not the other side of the country.
Fucking hell. It was her life. It was her choice. And our arrangement was just for the summer.
The fact that she was moving across the country shouldn’t make me feel like shit.
Maybe it was just the fact that I was losing a good fuck buddy. That had to be it. Right?
Yeah. It was that. It had to be that.
Fuck.
“Cool. So California, hey? That’s gonna be fun.”
A small smile crept onto her face.
“Thanks. I hope so. Annie’s going there, and then when Yale said no, well she pointed out that between Harvard and Stanford they’re really virtually identical on a resume, and I may as well go where my best friend is going.”
Oh thank God. I was worried that Olivia had chosen Stanford to get away from me.
What? That’s stupid. Why would you think that? Of course she’s not trying to get away from you, I told myself.
Fuck, this was a bad day.
“Yeah, she’s right. You’ll be pretty far from home though, think you’ll be ok with that?” I hoped my voice didn’t betray just how much I cared about the fact that she was going away. I wasn’t supposed to care. I was Kaleb Leeman. I couldn’t count the number of girls I’d fucked. I was suspended for two weeks from school one year for banging a girl in the boy’s bathroom. I spent a night in jail last year af
ter punching a guy in the face because he was trying to force a girl to suck his cock in a club. I bought condoms in bulk. I wasn’t the kind of guy who cared when his fuck buddy moved across the country.
Olivia shrugged.
“I guess. I’ve never really been that far from home before, so we’ll see. I think it’ll be fine.”
My Stepbrother's Arrangement (A Stepbrother Romance) Page 15
