BAD HEART: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 2) (13 page)

That makes everything extra tight.

When the thrusts, I feel him
penetrate me. I feel a wild pressure and I claw at his neck. I pull myself up
and groan, needing his mouth to touch mine. When Jake kisses me, he pulls back
and thrusts again, pushing deeper.

“
Fuck,
”
I whimper as mine and Jake
’
s tongues go wild at each other.

He thrusts one more time and is fully
inside me. Then he holds there and just offers hard pumps. Our bodies
completely connected, the force of Jake
’
s
strength pressing on me, rocking the entire car.

He breaks our kiss and goes to my
neck. He kisses hard and fast, sucking just a little, making my neck tingle. I
dig my hands into his hair and keep pushing at him. I put my head back and want
more. I demand more.

Jake lifts my shirt and hooks his
thumb under my bra. He grunts as he fucks me, pulling up my bra, exposing my
breasts. One hand cups my left breast and then his mouth devours my right
breast.

I cry out as his teeth graze my
nipple.

He
’
s
going faster by second, pounding at me between my legs. I want relief, I want
to open my legs more, but I can
’
t.
The pressure and pleasure are colliding. A dull pain is present, but it
’
s masked by a coming orgasm.

Jake sucks on my breast, pulling so
hard on my nipple that I wiggle, trying to break free of him. He pulls away and
I look down to watch his mouth engulf my breast again.

That
’
s
when I lose it.

My hips rock as I climax. Jake
still presses deep within my core, reaching places that I always thought were
impossible.

He lifts himself a little, his head
touching the ceiling of the car.

“
Fuck,
sweetie,
”
he groans.
“
It
’
s
so tight and wet. You
’
re
killing me.
”

I reach down and grab his waist. My
thumbs feel hard muscle. The rest of my hands hold and feel the hard thrusts.

“
Go,
Jake, please
…”

I
’
m
crying for him. Desperate to feel him finish inside.

This risk is insane and it keeps
lingering in the back of my mind.

If we get caught
…
if we get caught
…
if
…
we
…

Jake hisses and slides a hand to
the back of my neck. He pulls me up and comes down on me. Our lips meet in a
single kiss. We hold the kiss and I feel him start to come.

His beautiful dick throbbing and
exploding inside me. I keep rocking at him, loving how my body gives way for
him, how I clench at him each time he pulses, how my deepest and naughtiest
urges are to have him like this.

He fucks me through his climax and
then starts to slow. He lowers me back to the backseat of the car. The tips of
our noses touch, our lips flutter for a few seconds.

“
Oh,
fuck,
”
Jake whispers.
“
Fuck
…”

“
Fuck,
”
I whisper back.

I try to kiss him and he pulls back
a little.

That
’
s
when my cell starts to go off.

I instantly panic.

What if I butt dialed someone
…
Jake fucking me
…
did I yell his name
…

Jake pulls out of me and my inner
thighs tingle. My sex quivers for a few seconds and I can
’
t breathe. I reach for my pocket
and see who
’
s calling.

It
’
s Hunter.

The phone stops ringing.

Jake is on his knees, his dick
bouncing and glistening.

I open my mouth to say something
…
something good. Something sexy.
Something that makes this all okay.

My phone starts ringing again.

“
Fuck,
”
I say.

“
Who
is it?
”
he asks.

“
Hunter.
Second time.
”

Jake
’
s
face drops.

He hurries and opens the car door
and gets out. He puts a hand out for me to take and pulls me from the car. I
don
’
t even have my panties
and pants up yet. I drop my phone to the backseat and hurry to grab my clothes
and pull them up. I turn, figuring if anyone is going to see anything, let them
see my ass.

I get dressed and the phone stops
ringing again.

I turn and look at Jake.
“
Hey
…”

“
No,
”
he says.
“
Thanks for the ride.
”

“
I
could say the same to you,
”
I grin.

Jake doesn
’
t smile back. He just swallows hard.

He
’
s hurting
…

My phone rings for a third time.

“
You
better get that call,
”
Jake
says.
“
It
’
s your boyfriend calling. Tell
him I said hey.
”

Jake walks away.

I
’
m
completely torn right now.

Either answer the phone and appease
Hunter so he
’
ll leave me
alone. Or chase down Jake and tell him
…
what?

What would I say to Jake? That I
like this arrangement we have. That I like him. That I want him. That I
…

Fuck. That I
’
m falling for him.

__

11.

(Jake)

I go to my old apartment. It
’
s really the only place I have
in life to just get the fuck away from things. I should have never left the
place to begin with, but Rebecca asked me to do her a favor to announce her
marriage. And I was supposed to crash in the mansion, make things look good,
and then have my money and take the fuck off. Of course
…
Jade played a part in me staying there. Wanting to
be there. Wanting to be near her.

What am I supposed to do right now?

The closer I get to Jade, the more
it hurts. I
’
m not just
getting used to her body, I
’
m
seriously addicted to it. Fuck, I had no intention of fucking her in the back
of my car. I just needed a ride. My plan was to be silent, be an asshole, and
disappear. But she wanted me to fuck her and I did.

Her body and smell lingering all
over mine.

I can take a shower, but I don
’
t want to.

I want to smell like Jade. I want
to be
…
with Jade
…

I sit on the couch and run a hand
through my hair.

Things aren
’
t supposed to get serious at all. It
’
s just sex. Really good and wild
sex. Just me touching her innocent body and showing her what it feels like to
be fucked. To be touched. What it feels like to come really hard.

All the other feelings? They
’
re supposed to be dead.

How can anything happen between us?

Her father, my mother
…

The apartment smells dusty and
musty.

I walk to the bedroom and the
sheets are still messy. I can
’
t
remember the last woman I fucked in the room. The rest of the bedroom is clean.
I don
’
t like to live in a
mess. I mean, everything around is always a fucking mess. At least this I can
control.

I sit on the edge of the bed.

There has to be some whiskey or
beer in the place.

I start to scour - from under the
bed to the fridge to every damn cabinet I can check. There
’
s nothing. My apartment is
actually dry.

That
’
s
a damn tragedy.

I grab my keys and my phone. I
’
m set to either leave, call
Jade, or both.

If I call her, I don
’
t know what to say. We need to
get something worked out for real now. Either do it or don
’
t. If we don
’
t, then we don
’
t. I move back here and stay
away. When Thomas and Rebecca need me to show face as their
son
, I
’
ll do it. For the sake of Jade.
Because if Thomas gets what he wants, Jade gets a decent life.

And Hunter. A decent guy.

I don
’
t
like to lose, ever. But if I let Jade go and push her into something better, I
’
m not really losing, am I?

Then again, if we decide to keep
this fling going, it has to be a fling. No emotions. No hugging. No jumping
into each other
’
s arms. No
kissing and making out. There has to be some kind of rules in place.

My phone starts to ring.

It
’
s
my mother.

“
Hey
Rebecca,
”
I say, gritting
my teeth.

“
Why
don
’
t you call me
Mom
?
”
her voices asks with a little
slur.

I sigh.
“
You
’
re
drunk.
”

“
I
’
m not drunk.
”

“
You
sound drunk.
”

“
I
’
m at the pool, Jake. Enjoying a
beautiful day. Thinking about you.
”

“
You
’
re thinking about me?
”
I ask.

Yeah, she
’
s definitely drunk.

“
What
happened?
”
she asks.
“
You got into a fight, Jake? Got
arrested?
”

“
Nothing
big. Three guys taking me on.
”

“
What
did you do to provoke it?
”

“
What
makes you think I started it?
”

“
Did
you?
”

“
I
didn
’
t take the first
swing,
”
I say.

“
But
you did or said something
…”

“
What
do you want right now?
”

“
Where
are you?
”

“
If
you want to know the truth, I
’
m
in my apartment. Where I belong.
”

There
’
s
silence for a few seconds. Then,
“
I
wanted it to all work out, Jake. Thomas is supposed to take care of us.
”

“
Supposed
to?
”

“
Nothing.
”

I grit my teeth again.
“
Tell me what that means. What
’
s he not doing?
”

“
I
thought he was going to have a plan for you,
”
she says.
“
The trust fund
was a good idea, but it hasn
’
t
worked. I thought there would be more.
”

“
What
do you want? Me to be sent away? So I stay out of the limelight?
”

“
You
need to be
…
you need
something
…”

I need Jade
…
but she
’
s my fucking stepsister.

“
You
need a glass of water,
”
I
say.
“
Quit fucking
drinking.
”

“
Don
’
t talk like that. I didn
’
t raise you
…”

“
That
’
s right. You didn
’
t raise me. You spent all your
time getting lost, didn
’
t
you?  And now you
’
ve
finally cashed it all in. You have money from your old career and money from
your new husband. Congrats, Rebecca, you
’
ve
done amazing.
”

“
Is
that how you really feel?
”

“
Is
there any other way to feel?
”
I ask.

“
This
could work out for you,
”
Rebecca says.
“
If you just
make nice with Thomas. And Hunter even. You like to fix cars and motorcycles,
right Jake?
”

I nod.
“
Yeah, that
’
s
right. You know everything about me.
”

“
They
can help you. You can have your own shop and stuff. I
’
m sure Thomas would love that. You could be
settled. And have your own thing. Right?
”

“
So
I
’
m not a liability. And so
he and Hunter could destroy Jade
’
s
life?
”

I cringe, regretting what I just
said. I shouldn
’
t have said
a thing about Jade. She has nothing to do with this. Nothing at all. But she
’
s on my fucking mind. I can
’
t get her off my fucking mind.