Hunger (A Stepbrother Romance Novel) (15 page)

After a nap and another round of sex, Luke and I finally got up and left the motel room in search of food. Even though the breakfast I ate at Daniel’s had been filling, skipping lunch and spending almost the entire day in Luke’s bed was enough to make me ravenous.

“There’s a pretty good sandwich shop just up the street,” he said as he pulled the motel room door closed behind him. “Is that alright?”

“Sounds perfect,” I said, smiling when he took my hand in his own.

As we walked to the shop hand in hand, I almost felt normal. Nothing about our relationship was conventional in the least, but all the problems surrounding us ceased to exist for the moment. We were just a typical couple going out to dinner together.

It was nice.

Luke must have thought so too, because he swung our hands through the air together and grinned when I laughed at his antics.

We reached the sandwich shop he mentioned within five minutes. We ate in a comfortable silence, but once we were finished, he asked me to explain what went down after he left the house. I ran through a quick version of what I told Daniel, then let him know that Frieda had managed to get his number from his mom and that I was hoping it meant the bridge was repairable.

“It might be with my mom, but I’m pretty sure your dad’s never going to get over it.”

I shrugged and took a sip of my soda. “Not my problem.”

Luke’s fingers drummed on the tabletop and he frowned. “It kind of is. What about your future?”

“You mean college?” I asked, frowning at him in return. “If he’s that mad about us, then that’s fine. I can apply for grants and take courses locally. We’ll deal.”

“You’d give up an Ivy League education just to be with some guy you hardly know?”

I looked up at him sharply and shook my head. “I may have only known you for a short period of time, but I know you better than you think I do.”

He met my serious gaze and matched it, but eventually sighed in resignation. “I can’t really argue with that considering I feel the same way.”

“Besides, you were willing to give up your entire life just to follow me to college,” I pointed out. “Relationships require compromise. Or so I’ve heard.”

Luke smiled. “They do. So is this your first?”

“Relationship? No, but it’s my first serious one,” I admitted, then caught myself. “I mean... It feels serious. I don’t know if it is to you, but—”

He held up a finger into the air and shook his head. “Let me cut you off right there. You damn well know this is serious. You don’t have to take it back.”

I nodded and changed the subject. “So, do you think we should try talking to your mom?”

He hesitated, his eyes going behind my head to stare at the wall as he thought about it.

“I don’t know. Honestly, I think it’d be better to wait a few days and let your father cool down, then talk to them both at once. I’ve already caused enough trouble for them—I don’t want to accidentally make another rift.”

“That makes sense,” I agreed. “Just tell me whenever you’re ready. Daniel said he’ll give us a ride if we need one.”

“He’s a good friend,” he stated with a nod. “You’re lucky to have him in your life.”

“I know.”

“Ready to head back?”

I pretended to think about it, tapping a finger on my chin thoughtfully. “Hmm... I don’t know. What could we possibly do for the rest of the night in a tiny motel room?”

Luke leaned forward on the table and grinned. “I’ve got plenty of ideas.”

“Care to share?”

“Not yet, it’ll ruin the surprise. But I do need to make a quick stop at the store first.”

“Color me intrigued,” I said as I stood up and made my way to the door, looking back at him as he followed me out. “Do I get to go in and see what you’re buying?”

“Nope. It’s a surprise.”

I pouted as we began walking in the opposite direction of the store. “Fine. I’ll just wait outside wherever we’re going and try not to get kidnapped.”

Luke abruptly stopped and pulled me into his arms. “Don’t joke like that,” he warned before leaning down to plant a kiss on my lips. “I’d lose my mind.”

“So don’t leave me for long,” I whispered against his mouth.

“Never.”

~*~*~

As Luke unlocked the door of the motel room, I tried to sneak a peek into the bag of stuff he’d bought at the drugstore. He made that damn clucking sound with his tongue when he realized what I was trying to do and twisted the bag around his wrist.

“Patience, baby. Patience.”

“I can’t believe you had them triple bag whatever it is.”

He gave me a lopsided grin as he pushed open the door and gestured for me to step inside. “I didn’t want to take any chances on you sneaking a peek.”

I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him, squeaking in surprise when his eyes darkened and he pushed me into the room before slamming the door closed behind him.

He yanked me close to him and whispered, “Baby, the next time you stick that tongue out at me, I’m going to take it as an invitation to stick my cock in your mouth.”

The words were meant to chide me, but I could feel my lips curling up into a wicked grin. He watched as I slowly slid out the tip of my tongue and stuck it out at him.

“Alright, that’s enough,” he said, untwisting the bag and dropping it on the little desk before he gripped my shoulder and pushed me down to my knees. I sank down willingly and he kept one hand on the top of my head as the other worked open his jeans. “Can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

I helped him pull down his underwear enough to free his semi-hard cock, then opened my mouth to take it in. He hissed as I sucked at the head then popped off to lick the shaft until he had swelled to full length.

“Put the head in your mouth.” I did as he told me and he spread his legs further apart and held my face with both hands. “Now hold still, sweetheart. I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth and I’d hate to make you choke on my cock.”

Even though his tone told me he really
wouldn’t
hate that, I did my best to keep still. I kept up suction the best I could as he began to rock back and forth, using my tongue to caress the underside of his cock as I concentrated on breathing through my nose.

“
Ohhh
, that feels so good,” he groaned, and I looked up to see his head tilt back and his jaw flex. I moaned at the sight and his hips bucked wildly, forcing a little too much into my mouth and making me cough.

Luke shuddered and pulled out enough to let me catch my breath, waiting for my nod of approval before he resumed. This time, his cock was covered in spit from my small coughing fit and he seemed to be rapidly losing control.

I mumbled around his cock as I felt him begin to swell and he pulled out, bringing his fist to his cock and squeezing the base so hard that I thought it’d be painful. He was panting like he’d just run a marathon and shuddering so much that I put my hands on his legs, worried that he was going to fall.

“I’m alright.
Fuck
, you almost made me come.”

“Do I get a prize?”

“You’re a little smartass,” he noted, looking down at me with his dark eyes. “But yes. I suppose I will give you a prize. Stand up and strip.”

He helped me get to my feet before he rid himself of his own clothing and I went to work on my own. Once I was naked, he jerked his chin towards the bed.

“Hands and knees, baby.”

I did as he told me, crawling up slowly on the bed and smiling to myself as I heard his approving hum.

“Closer to the headboard,” he said and I heard the crinkling of the plastic bag from the drugstore as he rummaged through it. “Get close enough to prop yourself up on it.”

I was getting more and more excited for the surprise, thinking back to the last time he fucked me like this—when he pulled me up and held me against his chest as he slowly pushed in and out of me. It had feel incredible and I shivered just from the memory.

“Close your eyes and keep them like that.”

“Really?” I asked with a whine.

“Do it,” he said, then waited a beat before he asked, “Are they closed?”

“Yes.”

“You promise?”

“I swear on your cock,” I said with a smirk.

The bed dipped behind me and he chucked. “Little smartass,” he muttered under his breath before I felt a hard slap land on my ass. I grunted and he laughed. “Got anything else to say?”

“Nothing springs to mind,” I replied as I raised my ass higher in the air, daring him to do it again.

To my great delight, he did. I squealed and arched further up, mewling when he soothed the stinging flesh with his hand.

“You really like getting spanked. I wonder if you’d like my belt across your ass just as much.”

I moaned and pressed my face into the mattress. I couldn’t say for sure, but I had a feeling that I
would
like it. I had a feeling I’d like it a
lot
. Who knew I’d turn out to be so kinky?

“Maybe another time. I do believe I owe you a prize right now,” he said seductively, and I heard the sound of plastic tearing.

I frowned as I tried to decipher what I was hearing as I kept my promise to keep my eyes closed. I listed to him tear open a package and then a box, then more plastic tearing sounds before a there was a distinct pop.

It could’ve been something like massage oil or lotion, but I knew better. It had to be—

“Oh!” I gasped when I felt his lube slicked finger sliding between my ass cheeks. Even though I had suspected it and was working on bracing myself for the touch, it still managed to surprise me.

“Is this okay?” he asked, his voice unsure.

“Yeah. Go ahead.”

He spread my cheeks with one hand and pushed his finger past the tight ring of muscles, breaching my ass for the second time. He squirted another dollop of lube onto my hole as he began to slide it in and out, and after a few seconds, it felt almost normal.

Once he noticed my body relax, he slid in a second finger along with the first. It burned in a way that made me clench my jaw painfully tight, holding back the sound of the pained groan that threatened to slip out.

The last thing I wanted at this point was for him to think I couldn’t handle this. Although I had never tried it before, I was certain I could. I just needed time to adjust. Thankfully, Luke seemed to realize that and he kept his fingers still for a long moment as my body got used to the intrusion.

He repeated the same thing he did with the first finger and by the time he was smoothly pumping three fingers in and out of my hole, I felt more than ready to try to take his cock.

When I told him that, he groaned and pressed the hard length against my ass as he asked, “Are you sure? I can keep prepping you until you’re sure.”

“I’m ready,” I confirmed, wiggling my ass in the air and pressing myself back against him. “Fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he murmured before sliding out his fingers. I went to twist my head back to watch him slick up his cock, but froze when he made a sound of irritation. “No! Keep your eyes shut.”

“But I already know—”

“Keep. Them.
Shut
.”

I huffed and turned back, reclosing my eyes with an unamused, “Fine.”

“I promise, you won’t regret it. Not when you get your prize.”

“But I already—”

“Shhh,” he hushed me as he brought the head of his cock to my back entrance. “You ready to take me?”

“Mm-hm,” I murmured as he began to press forward, the blunt pressure against my tight hole making me doubt my ability to speak clearly.

“Want to know the best part about me fucking your ass?” he ground out, not bothering to wait for a response as he continued. “I get to fill it up with cum.”

“Oh FUCK!” I screamed as he finally pressed hard enough to push the bulbous head into me.

Luke was panting wildly behind, like he was barely able to keep himself from just slamming inside of me. I tried to will my body to relax, but he was far larger than his three fingers and it was a little more painful than I expected. His fingers flexed on my hips as he waited for me to relax.

After what felt like hours, I finally felt ready for more and I croaked out, “Go ahead.”

He pushed forward, sliding a few more inches into me, and I cried out at the feeling. It hurt like hell, but it also felt so fucking
good
. Far better than I had imagined it would. Then again, nothing that Luke had done to me thus far had felt bad. I wondered if there would ever be something that he did to me that I didn’t like.

Luke grunted and slid out and I heard the bottle click open and felt the coolness of the lube hitting my hole as he squirted another dollop there. We were both panting hard when he started pushing back in, and this time, he kept going until he was fully buried.

“Christ,” he whispered, leaning forward enough for me to feel his lower abdomen brushing against my lower back. “You’ve got the tightest ass I’ve ever felt.”