He breaks the kiss to take a breath then our lips smash together again. His need meets mine, his desire feeds mine and back until it’s burning so bright, so strong it will surely consume us. I come up for air once more.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe into him.
He shakes his head, our lips crushing each other. His tongue licks along my lips. I kiss along his jaw.
“No,” he says huskily. “Don’t be. I want you.”
“I want you!”
My hands start tearing at his shirt, clawing, ripping at last getting it free. His washboard abs press against me, I can feel his desire straining to break free of his sweats pressing into my lower belly.
My own silken folds soak my panties with desire. In one motion he rips my shirt down the front, buttons fly to clatter across the foyer of his apartment. My nipples press out rock hard against my lacy bra. He walks with me on his hips taking us somewhere. I don’t care my lips can’t get enough of him. His strong hands cup and squeeze my tight ass. I start pushing myself up and down pressing myself against his straining manhood.
He hooks me under my armpits and lifts me up then lays me gently back onto his soft bed. He stands looking down at me for just a moment, desire flaming in his eyes, his manhood standing straight out under his sweats. He hooks his hands under my pants and rips them down to my ankles panties and all. He drops down kissing his way up my thigh, across my belly and up to my breasts. He rolls his finger around my nipple making it painfully hard. The pain is offset by the sensations of his soft wet lips making their way up my body until they once more meet mine.
We meld into each other as I work to get his pants free. I need to feel him inside me, filling me. He wiggles his hips and then it’s free. He’s massive, bigger than any man I’ve ever had before and so hard. I touch it with my hand as he slides back down and it jumps to my touch. He lowers himself between my legs, his soft tongue running up and down the outside of my womanhood. Slowly his tongue penetrates me, its wetness tasting and taking my own wetness as he pierces my mound, working his way to my pleasure center.
Once he finds his way there he works all around it, gently licking over it, then circling again. The pressure build inside me as his tongue works a magic I didn’t know was possible. It increases until I can’t hold it back any longer and it breaks over me like an ocean wave crashing down. My hands lock in his hair, my body convulses as pleasure and release courses through. He only pauses for a moment before he’s over me our lips pressing together again.
His member is pressing against my swollen, sensitive opening but my desire is still high, I’m not going to be satisfied until he fills me with all of him, until we are melded into one. Slowly he presses into me.
“Ohhh,” he moans as he enters and I respond.
He stretches me beyond anything I’ve ever felt before. This isn’t just sex, this is ecstasy as he slowly enters me until he hits against my core. He pulls back just as slowly in a long tease. His control is unbelievable then he thrusts in again. Once he starts there’s no longer any holding back the dam. My nails are digging into his back as each thrust in sends me over an edge of reason into a realm of pure pleasure. We grunt, we moan, he thrusts and I buck. As our bodies intertwine our eyes meet and at last we meld into one, pleasure given and taken back and forth until he thrust in one final time and his hot seed spills into me.
I hold him tight and he presses into me as he unloads then we lay there together holding each other quietly as the pleasure and the desire fades back to low roars.
“I love you Lucille,” he breaths heavily.
“I know, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know but I do now,” I say tears threatening me.
He pushes himself back so he can look at me.
“No regrets,” he says.
I nod and smile. No regrets. The path may have been long but at last we’re here, we’re together. Nothing else matters, not ever again.
Chapter fifteen
Lucille
“All right. New business,” Alan Meriweather CEO says.
He turns to look at me and smiles. I stand up, taking the time to meet eyes with each of the Board Members. I rest my finger tips on the edge of the table, clear my throat, then begin.
“As you all know, my stepbrother, Samuel has returned to us,” there are murmurs of assent to this fact and many of them glance over at Samuel who sits beside me. “I have discussed things with Mr. Meriweather. Samuel will be taking on the role of Co-Chairman.
He and I will be working together directly. This is the role my father always envisioned for the two of us and we are very happy to bring his intentions to life.”
There’s a second of silence then the table erupts in applause. Samuel and I smile and nod. Congratulations and well wishes abound. I take my seat and Samuel reaches over under the table to grip my hand.
Everything works out the way it’s supposed to. We’ll let them get used to this idea before we announce our intentions to marry. We can’t wait too long though. I look down at my belly and wonder how long it will be before I begin to show.
THE END
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“Sit down kids,” Mr. Morian says motioning to the two leather chairs in front of Meryl’s old desk. “Now, your mother thought the world of both of you. She told me that her greatest regret was that you two are no longer as close as you once were.”
I look over at Ben and then back at Mr. Morian. Her regret? What? She never mentioned it to me. Hell she collected books full of Ben’s exploits, I was just going through them.
“We talked a lot once she found out she didn’t have long to live you see. She told me that you Victoria were every bit the find your father was. That when she married him it was so she could be a mother to you as much as a wife to him. She also told me that you Benjamin became a much better person when Victoria entered your life. That the two of you would be unstoppable together. This was important to her.”
I watch Ben but his face is an unreadable mask. He’s had years of schooling himself for high end business deals and being chased by paparazzi so he doesn’t give away his feelings on his face.
“So to that end before either of you can claim your inheritance you must spend a month at her villa in the countryside of France. There’s an itinerary of things you will do which includes three meals together every day, a daily outing, and other various sundries.”
“No,” Benjamin says.
Mr. Morian sits woodenly and I turn to Ben with shock. Even for an inheritance he can’t spend a month on vacation with me? He’d turn down all that to avoid me?
“Benjamin, there really is no choice. You’re living and working with your mother’s company. If you want to gain your full inheritance, including keeping your position on the Board of Directors, you have to comply with her last will and testament.”
Ben shakes. He literally shakes as he stares straight ahead not even sparing a glance for me.
“Is that all?” I ask.
I’m still waiting for another shoe to drop. There has to be another catch. One month on vacation to secure my education? You bet. Spend it with my stepbrother who hates me? My heart does a nervous flip in my chest.
“Yes, in essence that is it. I’ve made all the arrangements. It’s set around your school schedule so you don’t have to worry about that Victoria. I also talked with your Secretary Benjamin and she has cleared your schedule for the duration.”
Ben leans back in his chair, steeples his fingers in front of him staring at Mr. Morian. “I’d like my own lawyers to look this over,” he says through gritted teeth.
I close my eyes feeling small. It’s hard to catch my breath as my chest tightens. It hits me that I’m having an asthma attack. My vision darkens around the edges as I gasp for ai
r. I fumble around trying to find my purse where I keep an inhaler but it’s in the kitchen. I try to stand up but fall back into the chair which falls over and I’m on the ground looking up. Ben’s face appears in the closing tunnel of my vision.
“Vic!” he yells then he’s gone.
It’s okay, everyone leaves. He doesn’t want me around anyway.
Don’t leave me! echoes through my mind as blackness overwhelms me.
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Rogue: A Stepbrother Forbidden Romance
I have a secret.
I can’t tell anyone. Not my mother, not my best friend, and especially not my stepbrother. It eats away at me. Digs in, distracts me, randomly hits me at times when I’m supposed to be focused on something else.
The sun beats down on my already golden skin as I lay beside our pool. A thin sheen of sweat glistens. My secret consumes my thoughts. Quiet surrounds me. My stepbrother and my bio brother have gone off to the store for something and my folks are gone. I’m alone in our giant backyard, soaking up some rays, and wrestling with the one thought that consumes me.
Glancing towards the house to make sure I’m still alone, my hand wanders down to my mound, sliding easily under my string bikini. I rub, finding that perfect spot. Some of this tension has to go before they get back. My secret envelopes me as I give myself over to it. I imagine him climb out of the pool, the water runs down his washboard abs, the muscles of his chest and shoulders flex and roll as he pulls himself out.
My rubbing gets faster. Circular motions. He’s running his hands through pushing his wet hair back. I gasp, my hips thrust up against my hand to increase pressure. Slowly he turns towards me, almost there.
“Cindy!”
Shit! I jerk my hand out of my suit as I jump up from the lounge chair.
“WHAT!” I yell.
My younger brother Danny runs out of the house barreling straight at me. He bowls into me and I take two steps back from the impact.
“Oooph,” I exhale.
“We got strawberry soda!” Danny says excitedly.
“Oh yay,” I feign enthusiasm.
He’s only eight, the product of my mother’s second marriage to Josh’s dad, my stepdad. Josh comes out of the house carrying a two liter of strawberry soda with a sheepish grin on his face. I feel myself flush at the sight of him, my secret pounding in my mind.
Did he see? Does he know …
Josh is beautiful. We’ve lived together for almost nine years now all of which I’ve been in love with him. Love like not in the way you should, like brother and sister love, love as in I want him.
Josh is my secret.
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