Romance: My Stepbrother's Plaything

by Valentine, Annie

  “Joe Ericson." he responded confidently. "I have a ten o’clock appointment with Mr. Richardson”

  “Yes, Mr. Ericson, he is expecting you." she replied. "My name is Marina, and I am the accounts manager here. Right this way. I will show you into the conference room. My father will be with you shortly."

  Father? Joe thought. This beautiful woman was Old Man Richardson’s daughter.

  Shit! His inner monologue continued, I can't be going hard over Old Man Richardson’s daughter. She doesn't look anything like her father. Must take after her mother. Yea, her mother must be a real looker.

  Following Marina to the conference room he noticed the way her ass swayed when she walked. He went hard just thinking about what he could do with that ass. He was almost caught staring when they arrived at the conference room, and Marina turned to look at him.

  “Can I get you a drink?" she inquired. "We have coffee or water."

  “Coffee would be great, thank you," he ordered.

  “How do you…” she began.

  “With milk and three sugars, please” He interrupted, knowing what she was going to ask him.

  “I’ll be right back," Marina responded, before she turned and walked away. She went to her father’s office to let him know his appointment had arrived, then she went into the break room to get two coffees; one for Mr. Ericson and another for her father. Her dad always loved a good cup of coffee during his meetings.

  When she got back to the conference room the two men were already deep in discussion. So as not to disturb them, she quickly placed each coffee in front of the two of them, along with a tray of pastries, and quietly left the room.

  Joe was already hard. He could feel his erection straining within his slacks. When that woman bent over to put his coffee down; it took everything he had not to reach out and grab her delectable ass. Old Man Richardson clearing his throat brought him back to the present. Joe looked up, and found Richardson with a wide grin.

  “She is very beautiful, my Marina.” Richardson stated.

  “Yes, she is,” Joe coughed, clearing his throat once more.

  “She is single, you know.” Richardson responded.

  “I don’t date," Joe said bluntly.

  He dated. Well, he took girls out to dinner and then home to their house for a good fuck; but that was it. He couldn’t even think about dating Richardson’s daughter. He was going to screw the guy out of his business, he did not need to get involved with his daughter. The situation was bad enough, given that Richardson's daughter was gorgeous and had a magnificent ass. Getting together with her would be a huge complication.

  Joe was not a nice guy. He took over failing or troubled businesses. Granted he paid for those businesses, but he definitely did not pay what they were worth. He was making millions off of other peoples failures and he didn’t care. He'd do anything necessary to make a dollar, and claimed that it was for survival, instead of greed.

  Old Man Richardson had a thriving business, but Joe wanted it anyway. He also wanted the territory that went along with running the most profitable business in town. Having his own territory ensured he would never go back to the place where his life began. He was not about to get involved with this guys’ daughter and complicate this mess even more.

  Negotiations between the two men were still going on at noon. Marina decided to check in on them to see if her father was hungry. Yes, that was her excuse, her father. In truth, she wanted to see those deep blue eyes looking into her soul once more. As she walked into the conference room both men looked up from their heated discussion.

  “Excuse me, Papa. It is lunch time and I was wondering if you wanted me to order you something to eat,” she asked.

  “Please Marina. That would be greatly appreciated,” her father responded.

  “Where from?” she cocked her head to the side with the question.

  “Joe here can decide," Richardson stated, waving a broad hand in the direction of his guest.

  With that Marina placed three take-out menus in front of Mr. Ericson, then turned to leave the room. Joe watched her walk away, his dick going hard again just from watching that ass sway. He could not stop staring. A few minutes later Marina came back in to collect their lunch orders. She reached over him to pick up the menus and see which restaurant he had chosen, bending over just enough to brush her breasts against his arm. She heard a low growl come from deep in his throat. Hearing that growl she was instantly wet. She didn’t know what came over her. She was not that girl. She was sweet, innocent even. She didn’t usually flirt with a guy so blatantly. Hearing his growl made her brave, knowing he liked what he saw. When she walked out of the room, she made sure to put a little extra sway in her hips. She didn't care what her dad thought.

  Thirty minutes later Marina was in the break room putting the ordered food on trays when she felt a hand graze her behind. She turned to see Joe Ericson behind her.

  “Hello gorgeous.”

  She looked up into those deep blue eyes, filled with what appeared to be raw lust.

  “Mr. Ericson,” she responded.

  He licked his lips.

  “Please call me Joe." he began. "By the time we are finished with this deal, I am sure we will be very well acquainted.”

  She closely watched as his tongue glided around his lips, making her want to lick them for him.

  “C-c-can I get you something?” Marina asked, trembling and aroused.

  She had never before reacted to a man so forwardly. Before she knew what was happening, Joe had pulled her into his arms and was passionately kissing her. She had no other choice but to hang on for the ride. Her arms went around his neck of their own accord. Before she knew what was happening she was grabbing onto the thick hair at the nape of his neck and softly moaning, kissing him back with everything she had in her. Joe was now fully hard again after hearing those moans. He had never been so turned on before without seeing a woman naked.

  Finally Marina pulled back and covered her mouth. Before they could speak, her father walked up to Joe.

  “Son, you find the restroom okay?” Richardson asked.

  “Yes, sir. I just stopped in here because the food smelled so good,” Joe lied.

  “Marina, is the food ready?” the Old Man continued.

  “Yes, Papa. I was just getting some napkins before I brought the food into the meeting,” Marina stated.

  “Let me get that.” Joe interrupted, taking the tray out from her arms.

  The three of them walked into the conference room and Marina quickly set the men up with their food and drinks, and left the room.

  By the time Marina saw either of them again it was past six o’clock. Mostly everyone had already gone home but Marina had stayed late to send out a few invoices that needed to be paid. As she was collecting her purse from her desk drawer, she heard her father’s voice. He was walking Joe out, their meeting done for the day. The two men said their goodbyes, and Joe held the door open, so Marina could walk out with him. As she turned to thank him for holding the door, she was once again plastered to the front of his hard body, crushed up against the outside wall, and engaged in a long, hard, deep, kiss. When they came up for air she looked at him confused.

  “I’m sorry,” Joe said. “You are so beautiful, I just had to have another taste.”

  “Oh, um, thank you…”, Marina blushed.

  She didn’t know what to say. No man had ever been so direct with her.

  “Would you have dinner with me?” he asked.

  Joe did not know how that came out of his mouth. He should not be cozying up to the enemy. Regardless, of what he should and shouldn’t be doing, there was just something about this woman he could not resist.

  Marina didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know this man. Something about him was drawing her in. She just couldn’t seem to resist him.

  "Um, Ok," she consented.

  With that he led her over to his car and opened the passenger door for her. She slid in to the plush lea
ther seats of his BMW SUV. It smelled new but also of him and his cologne; she already loved that smell.

  During the drive to the restaurant he placed his hand on her thigh and slid it higher and higher until his fingers could graze her pubic hair. Without her knowing what was happening, her legs opened to him of their own accord. Joe took that to be the invitation it was and lightly touched the lips of her pussy. She let out a slight moan. She knew she was already wet from his touch. As Joe slowed down to stop at a red light his hand moved her panties aside. He wanted to feel her heat skin to skin without and barriers. First he pushed in one finger.

  Her moans had him writhing with arousal. When she opened even wider for him he pushed another finger into her slick channel. This time she cried out in ecstasy. It had been so long since she had been touched like this. So long since anyone cared enough to touch her for her pleasure alone. Her last cry made Joe’s cock jerk against his pants so hard it was almost painful.

  Joe continued to pleasure her, moving his fingers in and out of her, curling his fingers in search of that special spot he knew would make her scream. With the next sweep of his fingers he found her g-spot and felt her jerk. He focused all of his attention to that spot while still caressing her inside. After a few more swipes with his finger Marina came, crying out his name. They were both breathing hard when a honk from the car behind them startled them out of the moment.

  Joe took a deep breath and continued on the way to the restaurant.

  Marina could hardly believe it. No man had ever found her g-spot before. While Joe was driving Marina straightened out her clothes and calmed her breathing. She had only just met this man and already the attraction was at fireworks level. She had heard of the mating bond, but never knew exactly what that might look like. None of her good friends had found their true mates yet, so she didn’t have any basis for comparison. She knew her parents were true mates, but they were her parents and her mom was gone now. She wouldn’t feel comfortable asking her dad about finding a mate.

  When they arrived at the restaurant, a valet approached her door and helped her out of the car. Joe came over and took her hand in his to lead her into the restaurant. Whey approached the podium, the hostess looked up and smiled.

  “Good evening, Mr. Ericson,” she said with a polite air.

  “Miranda.” he declared, “Two please.”

  “Yes, sir. Right this way,” the server responded.

  Humph, Marina thought to herself. That woman was blatantly flirting with him, while we were holding hands. How Rude! And the way she looked at him. Was this Joe guy some kind of playboy?

  Her thoughts continued forward, as she reflected on whether or not she wanted anything to do with him. When they arrived at the table Joe pulled out her chair and kissed her cheek. The hostess walked away without even a glance back from Joe.

  Dinner was perfect. She had a wonderful grilled salmon, and he had a perfectly cooked steak. They talked about work and their hobbies, just getting to know each other. When the bill came, Joe looked over at her. He just couldn’t get past this feeling that he couldn’t let her go yet. This wasn’t like him. He was a "find ‘em and fuck ‘em" guy, but, this girl….there was just something about her. He knew the mating bond would be strong when he found his true mate.

  "Is that was this is?" he wondered.

  "No," he decided.

  He wasn’t ready to settle down, and definitely not with the daughter of the man whose company he was going to seize. He just felt the need to savor her.

  Maybe if I take my time and fuck her tonight, she will be out of my system by morning.

  Joe picked up the check.

  "I’m not ready, to let you go," he said, plainly.

  Marina wasn’t sure how to take his statement.

  “I had a nice time too," she replied.

  Joe leaned over and kissed her. It was a short passionate kiss that reminded her of what had happened in his car.

  “Stay with me tonight?” He asked.

  She couldn’t do anything but nod in acquiescence. They barely made it to the car without groping each other. Once they were on their way he had one hand on the steering wheel and another caressing her thigh and pussy. She had one hand on his straining erection and the other helping him to massage her.

  Breathing heavily he asked, “Your place or mine?”

  “Yours,” She replied breathily.

  Joe lived a few miles away and they arrived fairly quickly. When he opened the door to help Marina out of the car he picked her up, and carried her into his house. Immediately they made a beeline for the bedroom, kissing and groping the entire way. Finally he placed her on the top of his bed and began kissing down her neck; it was agonizing torture but it felt so good. She started unbuttoning his dress shirt and loosening his tie. Joe unbuttoned her shirt to give him better access to her amazing breasts.

  Oh, god, he thought. I just want to suck on them all night long.

  He lifted first one breast and then the other out of the lacy cups of the bra she was wearing. Then he began alternately fondling and kissing her breasts, suckling her nipples until she was moaning in ecstasy. Joe began to wonder if he could make her come just by playing with her tits. Joe stopped long enough to remove his shirt and tie.

  “Pants too,” Marina demanded.

  Joe, not one to disappoint a lover, did as he was told and went back to worshipping her body. His hand slid down to unbutton her pants and he slowly pushed them down her legs taking her underwear along with them. Now she was completely bare to him. He looked her over and felt his cock jump with the need to be inside her. She was perfect.

  That's the body of a woman ready to bear my cubs, he thought involuntarily.

  She had full breasts, rounded hips, and long legs that wrapped completely around his body. He slowly moved his head towards her pussy. She trembled watching him look her over. Marina was so aroused she thought she might come with just one touch. Joe slowly kissed her labia, and she squirmed it felt so good. He continued to kiss her, and plunged his tongue in deep to massage her clit.

  “Oh, oh, Jooooeeee!!!” she cried out at the second orgasm he had given her that evening.

  She tangled her hands in his hair and held him against her body, silently asking for more. Joe obliged. He ate at her pussy like he was a dying man and she was his last meal. Then he added to fingers to caress inside of her and sucked her clit into his mouth. Marina wasn’t sure she could take any more of this sweet torture. She was going to explode. She needed to explode. After a few strokes from his fingers he curled his index finger while sucking on her clit and she came harder than she had ever come before.

  Breathing heavily Marina looked into his eyes and crooned, “You are amazing.”

  Joe leaned over her to kiss her lips.

  “No, you my dear are amazing." he responded. "Watching you come was the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

  She blushed at that and curled her legs around his waist.

  “Inside me,” she demanded.

  Not one to disappoint, Joe leaned over a grabbed a condom from his nightstand drawer. He rolled it on his thick length, and prepared to enter her. Slowly he pushed his body inside of hers.

  She is so freaking tight, he thought, and decided to move slow so he didn’t hurt her.

  Marina felt full; it was a tight fit, but it felt so good. She opened her legs further to better accommodate him, and he was able to slide in to the hilt. Giving her a moment to adjust to his size he began to move. He was pumping into her slowly so slowly she couldn’t take it anymore.

  “Joe, please," she exclaimed. "Faster, please faster and, and harder!”

  Being a shifter gave him super speed and super strength, and he used both to pleasure her. He was pumping in and out of her so fast she didn’t know where he ended and she began. After his cock brushed her g spot for the third time she came; screaming her orgasm at the same time he found his release.

  They lay together for several minutes before Joe got
up to dispose of the condom. He then got back into bed and cuddled up to Marina.

  Marina was having the best dream. Joe was slowly caressing her legs coaxing her to open to him. She was playing with him but she knew she would let him have his way. She couldn’t deny him even if she tried. When he lightly nipped her leg, the slight pain it cause forced her to open her eyes. She realized she wasn’t dreaming. She gladly opened for him, and accepted his delicious torture.

  The sunlight streaming in the window eventually woke Marina. She startled awake feeling refreshed and wonderfully sore. Joe had woken her several times during the night to fuck her. Well, sometimes he fucked her and other times he made slow sweet love to her. She smiled at the memory of their night together. She looked over to check the time, and gasped when she saw it was one in the afternoon. She hadn’t slept this late since she was in college.

  She looked to her left and saw that Joe was still asleep. Quietly so as not to wake him she slipped from the bed, grabbed her purse, and headed to the restroom. She had to call Lauren and cancel their shopping trip as she was already late to meet her friend. She ended up telling Lauren everything and promised to call her when she got home. She freshened up a bit and brushed her teeth; all the while, so thankful that she carried a travel toothbrush in her purse.

  When she exited the bathroom dressed in her clothes from the day before she found Joe awake and checking his email on his phone. She looked at him and blushed, embarrassed at everything they had done throughout the night. Before he could say anything she began, “I should get going.”

  Joe looked up at her. He wasn’t prepared to feel like he still wanted more of her. He had taken her at least 4 times last night. That should have been enough to get her out of his system. He didn’t usually bring girls here to his home; this was his sanctuary; the place where he could forget about everything. At home, he could forget about work, forget about his past, and forget about what an asshole he could be toward others. At home, he was content to just be. Never before had he let a woman into his sanctuary; luckily Marina did not know this. Luckily she was unaware of what his acceptance really meant; it was a good thing too because he himself wasn’t sure of the exact meaning.