Dearest Stepbrother Romance: Billionaire Standalone (2 page)

Brad pulled his finger out of my pussy again and rubbed my clit, up and down and in circle movements. He started off slow and upped the pace the longer he rubbed my clit. I wasn’t going to hold it much longer, I was close already. I tilted my head back and bit my lower lip. His head was next to me, touching mine.

“You like it when I touch you like that? You like it when I rub you clit? Say it,” he said in a commanding voice.

“I love it. Please make me come,” I responded. I loved how he was handling me, how he touched my pussy and made me feel fantastic.

He now rubbed harder and faster making it impossible for me to postpone any much longer. I let go of everything and moaned hard. I came while he was still rubbing my clit, making it that more enjoyable. My body shook and he wrapped one hand around me, holding me close to him while I was coming.

“That’s it, let it all go,” he whispered.

After an intense orgasm of almost a minute, the longest time I’d had an orgasm before, I lay against him with a smile on my face. My stepbrother had just made me come. It was hot and wrong at the same time but I preferred to look at it as just hot.

“We need to get to the party,” he said and tapped my shoulder. “People can’t start wondering about where we are. We need to blend into the crowd again.”

“You’re right,” I responded and stood up, pulling up my panties and dress again.

We headed to the party again without holding hands this time and joined the crowd of people again before he left me because he had to. Apparently he needed to greet some other guests he knew from work.

Brad

Great, I had to take the day off to attend the wedding of my father. He’d found the love of his life, Helen, and wanted to marry her a few months after getting to know her. I didn’t mind, my father was a hard-working man and he deserved a woman who loved and supported him. The only thing I did mind however is I had to attend the wedding party. Sure, I’d make time for the actual wedding itself but I didn’t plan on staying for the party as well. I had too much work to do, clients I needed to talk to, mails I had to send, phone calls I had to make. But how could I ever say no to my dad? He was the one who’d taught me everything there was to know about doing business and I applied that knowledge perfectly. He’d taken the day off, so I had to be able to do that too. It made him happy so I agreed.

On top of the wedding party I had to get to know Helen’s family too and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to that. It wasn’t in my interest to get to know them, I’d hardly see them again anyway. The person I wanted to get to know the most was my stepsister even though there was probably not much to her. I set a high bar when it came to women and I was very specific about my liking. Not that it actually mattered because she was my stepsister after all. I didn’t care about that, if I liked someone I’d go after her. As with everything in life, that was a big part of why I was so successful in business. I’d never seen her before but my father had told me she had long brown hair and blue eyes, but that’s all the information he’d given me.

After having greeted most people there I walked around the garden, looking for an interesting person to talk to, someone who wasn’t as boring as this party. Most people stood talking with their friends already and I didn’t like to join a conversation like that. I’d be the center of attention too much and I wasn’t up for that right now. They’d ask me how I felt about the marriage, how happy I was, all of those stupid questions really. That annoyed me like no other.

I made my way to the right part of the party to the delicious buffet stalled out at the table there. Grabbing something to eat would surely bring me some pleasure right now. And that was the moment I saw her. Long brown hair, blue eyes, and wearing a blue dress that fit her perfectly. She had a special aura around her, some sort of vibe that pulled me toward her. I had no idea my stepsister would look like this but I liked it a lot. How would I be able to keep myself from making a move on her when she already had the effect of pulling me toward her? No other girl had ever been able to have that effect on me.

I went to say hello and talked to her a bit without losing eye contact even once. She was pretty, funny, and I liked her a lot. She was mine. I took her to my favorite place in the garden and made a move on, she didn’t resist. And more important, she obeyed everything I’d told her to do. The feeling of her wet pussy was something I’d never forget, she was wet for me, she wanted me. I’d known her for no longer than an hour and I’d already made her come. I loved being in control, to dominate her, to do with her whatever I wanted. Her moaning turned me on like no other and I had to force myself not to fuck her right there on the spot. That wouldn’t be appropriate. Not that what I’d done was that appropriate either, but still. I wasn’t the type of guy to stay with one single girl though and I had to make that clear to her. As soon as we’d blended ourselves between the other people again, I left her to go talk to some friends. She needed to understand I wasn’t looking for the boyfriend-girlfriend thing.

Sarah

It had been two weeks since I’d seen Brad, two weeks since he’d made me come and made me feel like I’d never felt before. Apparently he was just the kind of guy to enjoy girls and nothing more. I couldn’t blame him, I didn’t know what I was expecting by letting my stepbrother touch me. Of course there could never be a relationship between the both of us, how foolish of me to think such a thing.

“What’s wrong darling?” my mother asked as she entered the living room. I sat on the couch with my elbows on my knees, my head leaning on my hands.

“Nothing,” I lied. “I’m just a bit tired, that’s all.” I gave her a smile and she met it with one of her own.

“Listen,” she started and took place on the couch next to me, looking me in the eyes. “You know me and Dwain have talked about going on a honeymoon, right?”

“Yes, but you didn’t know where to yet.” I nodded.

“Exactly.” She moved her hand on my shoulder. “We’ve decided not to go on a honeymoon, instead we have a much better idea.”

“You’re not going?” I raised an eyebrow. “Then what’s the plan?”

“Dwain and me have talked about it and we’ve decided to spend the next two weeks in the beach house of his son.”

“The beach house of Brad? Why would you do that? Doesn’t Dwain have a house himself?” I asked her. Why would she want to spend her honeymoon in the house of someone she barely knew? I didn’t get it.

“We’ve talked to Brad about this too. He offered his beach house as a place to stay for us for the next two weeks, as an extra wedding gift. Dwain appreciated the kind offer of his son and after having talked to me, we accepted it.”

“That’s a bit weird, but still a nice gesture I guess. I hope you won’t regret not spending your honeymoon in some expensive hotel.” I shrugged.

“I won’t because you’ll be coming with me.” She smiled and nodded excitedly.

“I what now?” I frowned and froze, what was she talking about?

“Yep. I think it would be a great idea to spend the next two weeks in the same house, as a real family.”

“A real family? So you mean Brad’s spending two weeks there too?” Two weeks with Brad wouldn’t seem like a bad thing, but after he’d left me like that without contacting me again, it would be awkward.

“Yes, he’s coming too. Dwain has taken two weeks off and Brad has decided to work half the time during those two weeks. Both of them have made sure everything in their company is settled for those two weeks.”

I wanted to refuse the offer because I wasn’t looking forward to spend the next two weeks in the same house as Brad, knowing he basically just took advantage of me because after he’d gotten what he wanted, I never heard of him again. But she looked at me with that sparkle in her eyes, I could tell she was really looking forward to it so it was impossible for me to say no to her. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings and after everything she’s been through with my father, she did deserve this. She deserved a happy life again and I wasn’t going to be the one to take that opportunity from her.

“Okay, I’ll go. I’ll spend those two weeks in the same house with our new family. I think I can get my boss to give me two weeks off, I’ve working like crazy lately anyway,” I said to her.

“That’s already taken care of!” Her smile widened. “I’ve talked to your boss and he’s fine with it.”

“So you knew I was going to say yes?” I frowned.

“Of course I did, why wouldn’t you? You love me too much to say no and you know I’d do the same thing for you too,” she explained.

“That’s true.” I met her smile with one of my own.

“I’m so happy darling, I’d never expected things to go this way.”

“I’m happy for you too mom, you deserve it.” I gave her a hug and she wrapped her arms around me with a tight grip.

“Now we just have to get everything ready, pack our bags, leave the house in proper condition, stuff like that. And then we’re off to the beach. Can you imagine how much fun we’ll have Sarah?”

“I know, it’ll be amazing.” I gave her a smile but inside I was filled with doubt. I had no idea how Brad would react when he’d see me again. Hell, I didn’t even know how I’d react myself yet.

Brad

I entered my dad’s office because he’d called to see me. Usually when he did something like that, there was something going on. He never wanted to be interrupted during work so I knew some sort of big news was following.

“Good morning father,” I told him and took a seat at the desk, in front of him.

“Good morning Brad. There’s something I want to talk to you about.”

“Go ahead, I’m curious to hear what it is.” I nodded.

“Helen and me have been looking for a place to spend our honeymoon, but we’ve been having too many doubts. So I came up with a great idea, what if we’d spent our honeymoon right here? That way we can live as an actual family for two weeks.”

“Two weeks? you want to spend your honeymoon here for two weeks? And what do you mean with an actual family? You’re not asking me to stay there for two weeks as well, are you?” I raised an eyebrow, I wasn’t looking forward to that at all.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. That way you can get to know Helen better, I can get to know Sarah better and you and Sarah can get to know one another too. I think it’s a great idea,” he said and gave me a smile.

He was right, it was a great idea. The four of us together in one house would be fun for two weeks, but I couldn’t give up on work just like that. but dad did deserve two weeks like that, he deserved some happiness and he seemed to really love Helen. I’d never seen him look at my mother before the way he looked at Helen. If I were to agree however, that’d also mean I had to spend two weeks with Sarah again. Which would mean I wouldn’t be able to stay away from her, she’d just attract me with her looks, that beautiful smile and just her aura in general. I couldn’t allow that to happen so I’d have to stay strong. My father’s happiness was more important than that, so I’d stick through those two weeks for him.

“I think that’s a good idea, but you know how I feel about spending the night at someone else’s house. So why don’t you use my house at the beach during the two weeks? It’s the perfect location for a honeymoon and it sure is big enough. See it as a second wedding gift for the two of you,” I proposed.

“That sounds great son, I love the initiative. Then that’s settled. Now I just have to give Helen a call and see if she agrees with it, but I’m sure she will.”

The next two weeks would be hard for me, I had to find a way to focus on someone else than Sarah. I had to find a way to do that, I couldn’t give in to her again. I’d already made her come and I wanted to do a lot more to her now too. I wanted to feel her pussy, push my cock inside of her and just fuck her like no other. I had to block those thoughts out of my mind, none of that was allowed to happen during those two weeks.

Sarah

I parked my car in front of the house, my mom next to me and the backseat and trunk loaded with bags and other stuff for the two weeks that would follow. The house looked amazing. This was supposed to be his second house to escape reality every once and a while but it looked like a freaking castle.

“Welcome!” Dwain said in a raised voice and held open his arms for my mom to hug.

“Welcome to you too Sarah,” he said and gave me a hug too. “Let’s get your stuff inside.”

Brad came walking through the door and approached us to help with the bags.

“Good morning,” he said and looked at the both of us. “Are you as excited as I am?” he asked with a smile on his face.

“You bet I am,” my mother replied. “Now come here and give me a hug.”

“Hey Sarah,” he said to me after he’d given my mom a hug. “How are you?” He gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m good.” I nodded.

“Great. It’s good to see you again.” He grinned. “Now let’s get the bags.”

All of the bags were collected in the hallway which made sure for a big pile of them.

“That’s it, all of the bags are here right now,” Brad said.

“Good, now we just have to get them to your rooms,” Dwain said and grabbed a bag of my mom, guiding her to her room.

“I’ll show you your room too,” Brad said and gave me a smile. “It’s pretty close to mine and it’s at the other side of the house than your mom’s room. So she can’t hear you from here.” He winked at me.

I sighed and followed him upstairs, carrying a bag of my own while he carried two of mine.

“This is it,” he held out his arm, pointing to the room and dropped my bags there.

“Wow,” I said in amazement. The room looked fantastic, it was bigger than the living room of our own house.

“Well you’ve got everything you need around here. If there’s something wrong, my room’s next to yours.” He nodded.

“Okay, thank you,” I said and he closed the door. The window of my room overlooked the beach. The sun was shining on the water and the sky was clear, not a single cloud to be seen. It really reminded me of vacation, this would be two weeks of pure relaxing. I was already looking forward to it. The beach was empty so I assumed he’d bought this as a private beach too. My mom was very lucky to have found a man she really loved and who could give her anything her heart desired. She deserved that, I was happy for her. I hoped I’d find my soulmate too one day.

***

After having spent almost the entire day at the beach, we got ready for dinner. Brad had a personal cook who worked for him and he’d made the most delicious lobster. To my own surprise there was a lot of talking going on during dinner, mostly about business and the personal life of my mom, but it was nice nonetheless.

After dinner we watched TV together as a family, it was lovely. I’d missed that a lot, it’d been over five years since I was able to sit together with a real family. Now that time had finally come. After about two hours Brad stood up and left through the front door. I got up and went upstairs, staring through the window to see what he was doing. He got in his car and took off, I had no idea where he was going. He hadn’t spoken a lot time ever since we got here, it was a whole different Brad than I’d met at the wedding, that’s for sure. I didn’t want to invade my mom’s privacy so I just stayed at my room, I had a TV in here too anyway. I could imagine she’d wanted some privacy with Dwain, they just got married after all.

Apart from Brad leaving so soon I did have a lovely first night here. The bad thing is that I couldn’t catch sleep. I stared at the TV screen endlessly, watching some stupid soap just because I was bored. Suddenly I heard a car arrive at the house again. I quickly rushed through the window and peeked through it. Brad had come back again but this time he had a girl with him. My heart ached even though I knew there was no future for the two of us. For some reason it still hurt me.

They came up the stairs in a pretty loud way, laughing and teasing each other. Brad’s room was right next to mine, I was praying I wouldn’t hear anything. But to my own regret the walls were pretty thin. I heard her moan and couldn’t help but imagine what he was doing to her. Was he doing the same thing he’d done to me? Would he enjoy it just as much? I missed his fingers inside my pussy, I missed them circling my clit, making me come. This meant there was officially no chance for the both of us, he’d already moved on to another woman. I was just a toy for him, someone he had fun with and that was it. I knew it was wrong because he was my stepbrother, but I still wanted to be that woman in there. I wish that was me right now who enjoyed his touch and his commands, I loved that. The woman moaned louder and louder, and suddenly screamed. The scream sent a chill through my spine, I wasn’t special anymore. He’d made her come just like he’d done to me. I pulled my pillow over my head in an attempt to block the sound but it didn’t help. Tears strolled down my cheeks as I tried to catch sleep.