Stepbrother HOT! (The Stepbrother Romance Series - Book #3) (8 page)

I picked up my pace gradually, working the base of
Jaxon’s cock with my fingers while I used my lips and tongue against the length
of him, sucking just a little harder at the tip. I moaned again and again with
him in my mouth, feeling him getting more and more turned on, feeling his cock
starting to twitch between my lips. Jaxon was moaning, murmuring praise—words
tumbling out of his mouth without any meaning at all, without any thought. I
wanted to make him come; I’d never really liked going down on a guy too much,
but somehow with Jaxon I loved it. I felt myself getting more and more turned
on at the thought of him coming into my mouth. I wanted to get him off. I
wanted to give him the same pleasure he had given me.

Jaxon’s hips began to thrust up towards me as he got
closer and closer to orgasm, his hands pulling at my hair, but not—as a lot of
guys tend to do—trying to push me down onto him more. I took as much of him
into my mouth as I could, gagging slightly; I took a deep breath to suppress
the reaction and swallowed down the freely-flowing
precum
that was starting to fill my mouth with every movement of Jaxon’s hips. I knew
he was on the edge—I knew he couldn’t hold back for much longer.

Just when I was certain I had him, Jaxon gave me a
careful shove, pushing my head up, my mouth off of him. He was panting and
gasping, his eyes tightly shut, shuddering from how close he was. “God, Mia,”
he groaned, grabbing my hand and holding it tightly. “You are way, way too good
at that.”

“Not good enough, apparently,” I said, grinning as
he opened his eyes. “I wanted to make you come.” Jaxon laughed shortly.

“You almost did. But I don’t want to be done. Not
yet. Not when I know you’re so hot and wet.” He pulled me up and pressed my
body against his, running his hands all over me, touching me everywhere
seemingly all at once. Jaxon’s hands moved down to my hips and he tugged my
pajama pants down, pushing them along my legs until I could kick them away at
my knees. He reached down between our bodies and slipped his hand up along my
inner thighs, cupping my pussy and rubbing the heel of his palm against my
soaking wet folds. “
Mmm
, just like that, Mia,” Jaxon
murmured, pressing harder against me. I gasped as he worked his fingers between
my labia, finding my clit again and starting to stroke me carefully. I rocked
my hips, pushing down into his touch, wanting him more than I ever had before
in my life.

Jaxon pulled me up and around, kissing me hungrily
while his hands held onto my hips tightly. I could feel his hot, hard cock
brushing against my pussy, just barely there—but enough that I couldn’t have
stopped him if I had wanted to. I had to feel him inside of me. I rubbed myself
against him, teasing us both, pressing against him so that the tip of his cock
stroked my clit while my hips moved. We were both moaning, neither of us caring
about the fact that we could be discovered at any moment—that we might have
already been discovered. Jaxon grabbed onto my hips again and pushed me down
onto him.

He filled me up in one quick thrust, and I moaned
against his lips, my whole body tensing up at how good it felt. He was so hot,
so thick inside of me—I had thought I’d remembered it, but the reality was so
much better than my memories or dreams. Jaxon groaned, holding me still against
him for a long moment while he struggled to keep from coming. His cock was
twitching inside of me and I knew that neither of us would last very long—we
were both so incredibly turned on, both on the edge already. Jaxon finally
began to move, his hands loosening on my hips. He thrust into me deeper and
deeper and I pushed down onto him in counterpoint, falling into his rhythm, my
heart beating faster and my breaths going ragged. I tightened my thighs around
his hips and began riding him harder, picking up my pace gradually and forcing
him to keep up with me.

I sat up, looking down at Jaxon with a little smile
curving my lips, watching him watching me. He reached up and cupped my breasts,
twisting and rolling my nipples between his fingers, sending tingling electric
pleasure shooting through my whole body. We were both struggling to hold back,
wanting to drive each other crazy but neither of us wanting it to be over too
soon. Jaxon touched me everywhere, playing with my breasts, tickling my ribs,
gripping my hips tightly as he pulled me down into his thrusts, his cock
driving up into me harder and faster every moment. I could feel my breasts
jiggling as I rode him faster and faster, taking his cock as deep as I could,
moaning out without even caring whether anyone could hear me.

Jaxon reached down between my legs and I cried out
as he began to stroke my clit in time with his thrusts, his rubbing fingers
sending crackles of electricity through my nerves, driving me out of my mind. I
moaned out again and again, clenching my teeth, biting my lip, holding myself
up just barely with my hands on either side of the lounge chair as my body
started moving without any thought. I could hear the wet, squelching sounds as I
tightened around Jaxon’s cock, our panting and gasping, the moans that ripped
out of our throats as we got closer and closer by the moment.

All at once I couldn’t hold back for a second
longer; I gripped the lounge chair, pushing myself down onto Jaxon’s cock as
hard as I could as the first wave of orgasm hit me. Sensation rocked me,
rolling through my bones, rushing through my veins, lighting every nerve in my
body on fire. I couldn’t stop moving—I kept lifting my hips and pushing them
down even as my eyes closed, even as
every ability
to
think evaporated. I felt Jaxon reach his climax a few heartbeats later, and he
was thrusting into me wildly, driving his cock up in me deep, and moaning out
so loudly that anyone in the hall would have heard him. I felt the hot,
sticky-slick slap flooding deep inside my pussy, and my fluids gushing around
his cock as we held on for as long as we could, trying to keep it going.

We slowed down,
both of us
completely finished, and I
felt like every bone in my body was made of
jelly. I collapsed against Jaxon, panting, my heart racing, my whole body
tingling with the pleasure of two orgasms nearly back-to-back. I felt Jaxon’s
cock still inside of me, twitching in the aftermath of his climax, echoing the
spasms that jolted through my muscles long after I’d stopped moving, long after
I’d collapsed against him. Everything started to fade into a warm, calm black
and I let my mind drift away.

Chapter
Ten

I came back to myself—it felt as if it had been an
hour but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes at the most—with a jolt
that rocked me just as thoroughly as the orgasms had. “Shit,” I said, pulling
myself up as adrenaline rushed through my body. “Shit, shit, Jaxon.” I sat up
and looked down at him, my heart pounding for an entirely different reason, my
skin crawling with dread.

“Hmm?”
Jaxon opened his eyes and looked up at me, still sleepy and content.

“Jaxon—what the hell is wrong with us?” I looked
around, certain that I’d see someone in the pool area, or at the door, watching
us, ready to report back to my mom or maybe blackmail us both. “Oh, God, this
was such a fucking mistake. I am an idiot. I never should have come in here.” I
lifted myself off of Jaxon’s body, staggering from the weakness still in my
legs, looking around for my shirt and my pajama pants.

“What are you talking about? That was great,” Jaxon
stared at me in puzzlement and I scrambled for my clothes, nearly falling over
as I tried to yank the pajama pants up my legs.

“This was a huge mistake.” I shook my head. My eyes
were burning. If my mom ever had a clue about what had happened between Jaxon
and me, she would never speak to me again. “Just—god, just leave me alone,
Jaxon. I can’t deal with this.” Before he could say anything, I turned on my
heel and ran across the pool deck, around the deep end of the pool and straight
to the door.

There was no one in the hallway but I couldn’t help
suspecting that someone—anyone—could have watched Jaxon and me together and
then gotten away in minutes. I barely remembered where my room was, my brain
was spinning with paranoia and anxiety. I fumbled at the doorknob, my hands
slick with sweat, and finally managed to get it open.

I closed and locked the door behind me and sank down
onto the floor, tears beginning to flow from my eyes. I was the girl who never
cried and now I’d cried twice in the same week—what the hell was wrong with me?
Whatever it was, I decided right then that I was going to stop being such an
idiot. I couldn’t trust myself around Jaxon; I couldn’t trust myself around
anyone. I had nearly ruined everything for my mom—all of her dreams of a happy
family spending Thanksgiving together, of me meeting her new husband and
everyone loving each other and becoming good friends. I felt sick to my
stomach, knowing that if Mom ever found out about what Jaxon and I had just
done, she would never be able to forgive me for screwing up the happiness she
had found.

I stayed in my room the entire night, telling Mom I
still felt under the weather when she came home. I took another shower,
standing under the hot water until it ran cold, and then crawled into bed,
shivering and lonely. There was absolutely no one I could talk to about the
stupid situation; I couldn’t even talk to Jaxon about it—every time I had tried
to, we ended up having sex. I snuck out after I was sure everyone had gone to
sleep and grabbed leftovers from the kitchen, eating them in my room and
sneaking out again to put the dishes in the sink.

The next day I stayed alone again; Mom was worried,
I knew. She came by my room three different times and asked if I was sure I was
okay. I wasn’t, but I told her I was just under the weather, that I wasn’t
feeling up to hanging out with the rest of them. I had no idea what Jaxon did—I
told myself I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. I had to get back to campus, and
just pretend that he had never existed. I had to forget I’d ever been attracted
to him, that we’d ever had
sex, that
anything existed
between us.

I made a token appearance before I left to go back
to school. Even as fucked up as the situation was, I knew Mom would be more
upset if I left without saying goodbye. I’d already done enough to ruin her
dreams of a perfect family holiday—I wasn’t going to pour salt in her wounds by
making it worse. She hugged me and kissed me and told me in a low voice that
we’d get around to talking sometime, and I was too tired, too exhausted
mentally to do more than nod and tell her I loved
her, that
I would drive safe. I didn’t know whether or not Jaxon had already left. All I
knew was that I was way happier to be going back to the world of classes and
tests and essays than I ever would have thought I could be.

I’d thought that it’d be a relief to be on the road,
but as I started out, I kept dwelling on the whole crazy fucked up situation.
Of course, I thought, it would be funny to anyone else. Probably a million
comedies had been done just on the same exact premise. But in real life, I was
completely miserable. I could still feel the ache between my hips, the tender
feeling between my thighs from the sex I’d had with Jaxon; but I knew that
there was no way we could ever—ever—do that again, no matter how much I wanted
him. I had to do the right thing for my mom. I couldn’t just ruin everything
she’d looked forward to so much. She’d given so much up for me; I owed it to
her to not screw up her new marriage. I just wanted to get back to the dorms,
and bury myself in my bed, and try not to think about Jaxon or his dad or the
whole crazy mess for a few hours. I’d be relieved when I had something else to
fill my mind
with
. I kept seeing my mom in my mind:
how happy she’d been to introduce me to my new family, and how shocked she had
been when she walked in on Jaxon and me. Some holiday it had been; I’d never
been more completely miserable in my life.

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