Contemporary Romance: No Ordinary Stepbrother (New Adult, Stepbrother, Short Stories, Alpha BBW Romance, Menage Romance, MFM Romance)

by J. C. Taylor

  could never figure it out till this day. She had eyes and ears all over the

  place.

  This, was really happening, Michael touching me, kissing me, telling

  me he wants me more than ever

  Chapter Nine

  “You have Ella,” I said. Trying to remind him of the longest

  relationship he had ever had. I Gently pushing him away from me. He

  knew I was right. Ella would be disappointed if she found out, and

  also, worse could happen. He didn’t seem to care, the look in his eyes,

  when I said Ella’s name was like he was looking at the wall.

  “You seem to not understand,” He said. His voice was a bit harsh,

  almost as if he were getting agitated.

  “Understand what?” I asked. “There’s nothing complicated about

  this,” I reassured him. Because it was the truth. Nothing was

  complicated, he had Ella and that was that. I didn’t

  consider Michael to be a cheater?

  Or was I wrong on that too?

  He furrowed his eyebrows. “Do you think it’s just that easy?”

  “What do I think is easy?”

  I was now completely confused on what he was talking about.

  “Seeing you every god damn day of my life, since last year, not being

  able to touch you, to kiss or hold you, not being able to sleep with

  you,” My mind went blank at those words. “I am not giving up Grace,

  you can try and fight me all you want, but I know how you feel about

  me, and I feel the same, despite what is going to happen in the future,

  I want you,” It almost sounded like it was a promise that he was going

  to have me.

  He sounded sincere, and yet tough at the same time.

  I then ask. “What if our parents find out?”

  He replied. “They won't, if we don’t tell them they will never know,

  there staying at my aunts tonight Grace, she lives six hours away, we

  have six hours to devour each other, isn’t this

  what you have always wanted? I know I have,”

  Yes.

  I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down, trying not to give in, but

  he was giving me a speech about sleeping with me, and that was

  tempting enough.

  “What about Ella?” I said after a few minutes. I he then looked at me

  and Placed a hand on my cheek, moving in closer.

  “Ella doesn’t have to know either, I need my fix,”

  “So I’m just a pawn?”

  “No,” His forehead was now inches from mine. The way he said no

  gave me chills.

  “You're much more than that,” His lips now crushing mine before I

  could even speak.

  Chapter Ten

  He lay over me, we were both breathing heavily, He kissed my neck

  gently up and down now, everything around me was spinning.

  I felt more disoriented than I have ever in my life, apart of me wanted

  to believe that it was a good thing, and another part of me wanted to

  believe it was bad.

  He got up off of me, He lay by my side His hand gently placed on my

  cheek, and I could help smile, I knew that it was the best sex I had ever

  had.

  “So?” He said. Whispering to me, as he pulled the sheets up.

  “So?” I repeat. As my eyes start to drift asleep.“How was it?” He

  asked, His arm gently went around my back, and I felt his fingers

  slowly move up and down my spine.

  “Fantastic,” I say. Then I fall asleep.

  Its the fastest I had ever been asleep in my life through a

  thunderstorm.

  Chapter Eleven:

  It had been a good few weeks since the Thunderstorm and Blackout

  had happened. Since then, Michael hasn’t really talked to me, let alone

  looked at me. I was heartbroken of course, I sat on the couch watching

  TV with my mom eating ice cream out of the carton we were having

  our girl on girl time, while both of the boys were out. We watched our

  favorite Movie, The Wizard of Oz.

  Mom looked at me, with a light smile.

  “So sweetie, who broke your heart,” I stopped looking at mom,

  Hesitated to speak.

  “What do you mean?” I ask. Hoping she didn’t find out about me and

  Michael.

  “No one,” I say soon after. I smile. “Promise,”

  “Girls only eat ice cream from a carton if someone broke their heart, or

  if their pregnant,” She Squinted her eyes, looking at me at concern.

  “I promise, I’m not pregnant nor did I have a boyfriend you didn’t

  know about,” I say. She kissed my forehead.

  “If you were pregnant though, I would be a little disappointed, but

  happy,”

  “You would?” I questioned her. Surprised to hear that. She had always

  told me if I got pregnant at a young age she would want me to give the

  baby up for adoption.

  “What about the whole adoption thing you told me when I was

  younger?”

  “That was just to scare you into not getting pregnant,” Mom chuckled

  Lightly. “Of course I want to be a grandma,”

  I smile lightly. Of course she would.

  Michael came into the house slamming the door shut. His forehead

  was creased, and his eyes were full of anger. Mother and I both looked

  at him.

  “Michael what’s wrong?” Mother asked. Getting up from the couch and

  Going to him.

  “Ella broke up with me, that’s all,” He said. Looking at my mom with

  Sincere eyes.

  “I’m so sorry baby,” Mother said. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

  “No thanks Loretta, I’m just going to go in my room,”

  Michael headed up the stairs glancing at me from the corner of his eye,

  then reached his room and shut his door.

  It had been a few hours since Michael had been home, and everything

  was quiet in the house. Mom and Gary were in their room taking a

  “Nap” together. I knocked on Michael's door once, and then walked in,

  just like he did with me, except the knocking part.“What do you

  want?”

  “Just making sure you’re okay,” I say. He was laying on his back,

  bouncing his basketball up at the ceiling and catching it.

  “I’m fine,” He says harshly.

  I don’t leave.

  “How did she break up with you?” I pressed on. Knowing it was going

  to be a personal subject, but I wanted to know.

  “Why do you care?” He asked. As the ball had hit the ceiling.

  Oh gee, I don’t know because maybe I actually care about you?

  I rolled my eyes. “You’re really asking that question,”

  He caught the ball again, and then looked at me. He sighed a

  frustrated sigh.

  “Sorry,” He said. Just really frustrated

  “So I see,” I Try and joke a little, but it wasn't helping, he sat up from

  his bed as his feet his feet had hit the ground.

  “Are we ever going to talk about what happened between us?” He

  didn’t look at me. But he got up setting the ball on his bed. He then

  pulled me close and kissed my lips fiercely.

  I was now the rebound, did I really want to be,

  Yes….

  Chapter Twelve

  I stopped him after a few minutes and looked at him.

  “Our parents are home,” I reminded him. He ran his hands through

  his hair, and turned his back
towards me.

  “Right,” He said. He sat back down on his bed and I could see the

  anger raging through him.

  I weakly smile.

  “So what happened?” I kept pressing on, hoping I would be able to

  make him at least feel better about the break up after he had talked

  about it.

  “She cheated on me,” He said. Then he whispered. “While I slept with

  you,”

  “You didn’t tell her,did you?”

  “No,” He says quickly. “Of course not, I would never tell anyone what

  Happened between us,”

  “Is that why you have been distant?”

  “I haven’t been distant,” He said. Persisting.

  I look at him with a raised eye brow. “This is the first time you have

  even talked to me, or touched me since that night,” I reminded him.

  “Not true,”

  “Yes true,” I say back.

  “It’s been at least three weeks, next week will be four,”

  “I’m sorry,”

  He then says.

  I let silent come between us, wanting to reassure him how much of a

  jerk he was being towards me. We just stare at each other, both of us

  completely unsure of what to do now.

  “How can I make it up to you?” He asks.

  “You can’t,” I firmly say.

  His eyes looked at me confused. “Why not?”

  “Because, I don’t want you to make it up to me for being a Jerk

  Michael, what I want you to do is make up for not spending time with

  Me,”

  “It wasn’t my idea to stay away from each other after we had sex if you

  don’t remember,”

  This was true, but I was hoping he would have fought it, but I was

  wrong.

  “So its my fault?”

  “No,” He now stood up again. “Its not your fault, its Our fault,”

  I looked at him a little appalled. “Our Fault? I think you mean your

  fault,”

  “You’re the one who wanted me to be distant from you when my dad

  and your mom are around, and news flash Grace, that’s all the time

  since they have been back from my aunt’s house,”

  This was true again, but even when we were in town together to go

  shopping for groceries, he still could have been a little closer to me.

  “Fine,” I say. Starting to get annoyed arguing about something stupid.

  “How about this, it’s both of our faults, and we stop it at that,”

  “Fine,”

  Fine, seemed to be the word we used the most, not just between me

  and Michael, but my mom and Gary as well.

  ___

  Night had arrived.

  Mom and Gary were asleep, and I had been in the living room trying to

  Figure out what I was going to do with myself, I was almost done with

  Community college and I had to apply for grad school. I sat on the

  couch with my laptop on my lap, looking at all the different listings of

  schools.

  Now that mom was happy and had a husband, I didn’t have to worry

  about her as much, because I knew that she would be taken care of,

  however, Michael was my other issue.

  Would I be able to leave him, going to another state and moving on

  with my life, not being able to think about what we once were…

  If we were anything at all.

  I didn’t know anymore.

  Everything in my life was falling apart I felt at the very seam of it all.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Life was too short to worry about anything, however I still worried.

  Where was my life going? Where was Michael’s life going?

  I didn’t really know, Michael didn’t go to school, but he graduated

  high school the same year I did.

  Why was I worrying about his future?

  Let’s face it, I’m falling in love with my step brother

  Who could possibly just always be that – a step brother.

  “Grace,” I heard my mom call out as she turned on the light, I looked

  Over my shoulder and closed my laptop. “It’s three in the morning,

  what are you doing up?”

  “Just thinking,” I said. Which was the truth, mother walked over to me

  And wrapped her arms around me from behind the couch.

  “Well you might hurt your brain if you think too much love,”

  “I think I’m already there,” I say. “Considering I have a migraine

  coming on,”

  “Did you take some Motrin for it?”

  “No,” I reply. “Not yet,”

  “I’ll go get you some,” She said. Not hesitating to go and get it.

  Mom came back about five minutes later and handed me orange juice

  And the Motrin, I couldn’t take water with any medicine, it would

  make me gag if I did.

  “Thanks,” I say, Taking it quickly.

  “Get to bed baby girl, it’s late, don’t you have class tomorrow?”

  “Online,”

  “Well still,” She said. She kissed the top of my head. “Get some sleep,”

  I nodded and watched mom head up the stairs. She must have forgot

  what she had come down for in the first place when she saw me sitting

  her. I shrug, then I open my computer back up.

  __

  I feel asleep on the couch, and woke up to the front door being shut.

  I wake up and look out the window, I see that Michael has taken his

  car and left.

  It hurt to know that he wasn’t fighting for me like I would hope, after

  all this maybe the best choice for the both of us, I can go my way and

  he can go his way, the secret affair we had with one and other remain

  in a secret between us and we can live like normal brother and sister.

  Then again, who knows what could happen in the future, our parents

  Could get divorced, and we could finally be together?

  Wishful thinking, mom was too happy to get divorced any time soon.

  I yawned and stretched out my muscles after looking out the window,

  And grabbed my laptop heading up to my room instead.

  __

  As hours had passed I had a productive day of home work and

  searching for a graduate college, the sun was settling down, as Michael

  had come back, I heard his car door shut, and saw Mom and Gary

  leaving again, it was date night for them.

  “Well be back in a few hours, don't wait up,” Gary said to Michael. Michael just nodded then headed inside the house.

  I heard the front door shut, and his foot steps coming up the stairs. I

  watched mom and Gary leave not even five minutes later.

  As the pulled out of the drive way and drove off, Michael opened up

  my door, and before I could speak, he kissed me roughly on the lips