Billionaire Stepbrother (A Dark Erotic Romance) (4 page)

“What’s wrong Lex? Don’t you like being pursued? And here I thought you wanted me to get close.” I grinned at him.

He halted, suddenly realising what was happening.

I was at the kitchen doorway on the opposite end of where we started. My skin was on fire; surging with power, I held all the cards and knew how to play them. I’d never felt this good naked before and it was all because of Lex. I had to have him but knew there was no way he would relinquish his control to me.

I would have to choose between pride and desire.

Oh, but the ache between my legs cried out to be touched. I tried to silence the constant pull towards him; I needed to walk away and yet my legs were heavy as if they’d been stuck in a bucket of cement.

The silence was thick in the air, coating us like heavy snowfall in winter. Yet it was the height of summer and his eyes burned; he was conflicted too, battling his inner demons deciding whether or not he could give in to me.

If only we could meet each half–way, I thought.

Suddenly the theme tune from The Sex and the City TV series interrupted our standoff. The noise came from Lex’s side of the Kitchen… it was the ringtone I’d programmed into my phone to let me know my mom was calling; she was a die–hard Carrie fan and couldn’t get enough of the show.

Lex flashed his pearly whites at me, dug deep into his breast pocket and revealed my vibrating phone. To my utter astonishment, with a quick glance at the screen and a slide of his thumb he answered the call.

Chapter Seven

“H
ello, Loretta.” His eyes never left mine as he listened to my mom on the other end of the line.

I waited, unmoving, not sure what to do. All of a sudden I became acutely aware of my body and my nakedness, and tried to cover myself up.

“Yes, we’re getting on fine,” he replied. I could only hear one side of the conversation and wanted to get closer, scared of what he was going to say.

Another pause.

“She’s right here; do you want to speak to her?”

My eyes must’ve looked like saucers I was that shocked. The bastard was testing me. Was it a trick? Should I take the phone… what would I say? God, this was not a good time to speak to my mother.

“Hold on a moment, I’ll pass you over.” His cunning eyes dared me to come closer as he waggled the phone at me.

Beats of my heart thumped; ticking down the passing moments.

I came around the counter and closed the distance between us. My bare body came into full view as I rounded the last corner and stood opposite him, keeping a metre away. My hand stretched to take the phone, but he reeled it back towards his chest forcing me to step closer.

It was only when I was inches away did he let me take the phone and then secured my other wrist, sending sparks of electricity up my arm, tethering me to him again.

I was breathing hard again due to being so close to him and tried to swallow the nervousness that was floating all around me as I lifted the receiver to the side of my face.

“Hello?” I croaked.

“Aimee? Are you OK? You don’t sound like yourself,” she asked, her tone was full of worry and impatience. She didn’t need me causing problems while she was on her honeymoon.

“I’m fine, Mom.” I stared into Lex’s blue eyes, not really hearing or listening to her. Another bolt of lightning struck as his cold finger slid up my arm.

“Well, good then. I managed to get a signal and thought I’d let you know we arrived safe. I miss you, honey.”

His hand skipped over my elbow and floated down onto my waist, smoothing at the curve. My mouth went suddenly dry as my gaze fell upon the rising material at his crotch.

“Aimee, are you there? Damn cell reception,” she muttered.

Lex’s hand made its way around to the dip of my spine. He grabbed a chunk of bare cheek and yanked me closer. My breathing was out of control, a rasping rhythm, surely she could hear me down the phone, I thought.

“I miss you too Mom. I have to go… Hope you have a nice time, love you,” I said, speeding through the words and ended the call; dropping the phone onto the island’s granite top. Lex took his other hand and used to pull me closer still.

His body was as hard as sculpted marble and my breasts were squashed up against the unrelenting figure.

I looked up at him again. “What now?” I breathed.

“Now, we begin again.” He tilted his chin and released the tie from around his neck and slipped it over my willing wrists. As Lex took his time wrapping the silk fabric around and around, making sure it was tight and secure, my fingers tentatively extended out and brushed his shirt. I closed my eyes and sighed; why did this feel so wrong and yet so deliciously right. My thoughts bundled together and spun around like a tumble–dryer out of control. Being so close to him made my head whirl.

He smelled like the ocean on a warm summer’s day; salty, fresh and clean… oh but what I had in mind for him, what I wanted to do to him and with him was far from pure.

Lex finished with my bindings and I was ready for him to caress me again. It was agony waiting for him. I bit my tongue and resisted the urge to take control. I could do this, I thought. I would let him guide me; let him have the power.

His forefinger lifted my chin up and his thumb kneaded the small dimple at the centre.

“You will do as I say.” It wasn’t a question; he stated a fact. He could sense my malleable state. My barriers had all but crumbled, eroded by not just his will but my own.

I nodded my agreement and licked my lips dangerously touching upon his thumb on my chin. A fire ignited inside me and I hope his thumb would find its way into my mouth.

Lex cocked his head as if debating whether or not to scold me for my boldness. The moment passed. He reversed me towards the stainless steel fridge. My butt slapped against the cold vertical surface and he brought my bound hands up high above my head again.

“Who do you belong to?” he questioned.

This was it, I thought, this was the moment where everything would change. If I accepted him, gave in to him, my life would be truly turned upside down. I felt like Alice; on the verge of a great adventure, almost ready to jump head first down into a dark rabbit hole, leading god knows where. I just needed a little push.

My thoughts swirled around my confused head. His finger reached out and rested upon my bottom lip as if he were trying to encourage the words to fall from my mouth.

That gentle touch was all it took; it was the final push I needed as it sent raw urges through me.

“You,” I whispered.

His eyes lit up and Lex slipped his finger into my parted mouth.

I moaned at the bizarre but delicious sensation as my tongue explored and wrapped itself around his digit.

Before I could get used to a part of him being in me, he removed his finger and was suddenly upon me; closer than ever as he pressed his face into my neck, nuzzling my flesh. Jolts of pleasure shot up the back of my head with each tease of his warm mouth.

“Take off your clothes,” I asked tentatively. I longed for him to see him stripped bare, to feel his skin against my own, but he kept me held against the fridge door, his hips pinning me as I felt his cock pressed hard against my stomach.

“Shh,” he said, “keep your hands like that.” I kept my arms elevated above my head as he caressed the length of my body; from my wrists down to my sides. He bent his long torso and knelt, his eyes level with my belly button, as he continued to draw his hands down.

“Open your legs,” he commanded. I could feel his rapid breath trickling into the V at the top of my thighs.

I shuffled them apart, as he demanded, the soles of my feet squeaking as they shifted against the floor.

I struggled to keep my hands above my head, there was nothing by air to hold onto, and I wanted desperately to run my fingers through his hair.

All at once his tongue darted out and buried itself between my lips.

My butt juddered away in shock and Lex quickly took hold of my hips to keep me still.

Oh god, this was madness, I thought as he moved and licked, me making me squirm against his face.

Without thinking my arms fell and rested upon his head, and for a second all thoughts of reason flew out of my mind as I pushed him further into me.

Lex pulled back and shot up to standing position, grabbed my arms and slammed them up and back to their original position.

His fiery eyes were level with mine.

“No touching,” he breathed and leaned in to me, his head buried in a curtain of my hair. Was he giving up? Was Lex battling his own demons?

He pushed himself up and for a moment he looked at me and smiled. God, that smile changed everything.

“Fuck it,” he said and his mouth was suddenly upon mine.

I closed my eyes as they rolled back, melting as our tongues met for the first time. I’d never been kissed like this before and I revelled in it; hoping it would last forever.

He consumed me and I let him. My hands dropped again, wrapping themselves around his neck as he held me, but this time he allowed them to stay and I hung on tight as he jerked my body upwards towards his waist; holding onto my bottom. My legs curled around his thighs and pulled him closer. His rigid cock hidden beneath the material of his trousers rubbed against me, sending me into a wild frenzy.

I needed him, and could sense the same urgency in his rough touch; his hands reached around and in–between, finding my wet opening.

I moaned again, louder this time, and his mouth moved to my erect nipples. He licked their bead–like tips and I grinded against him, letting him know I needed and wanted more.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he whispered. I couldn’t quite believe his words; finally the dark veil he stayed hidden behind was turning translucent, revealing a softer unseen side of him. His silhouette stood behind that curtain and I could just about make him out; his outline becoming clear with each passing moment.

“I have to have you now,” he said as he turned and carried me out of the kitchen and into the living room. His powerful frame had no problem bearing my load and he eased our bodies down to the thick rug by the dying fire.

Embers glowed red; the light fell onto his face, making it look softer as he gazed down upon me.

I watched him and my fingers curled into the twisted carpet fibres, as he slipped off his jacket and undressed himself. The unbuttoning of each round pearl was like torture as he slowly revealed slivers of his tanned, rock–like, flesh beneath.

I wet my lips as he moved his long fingers to the buckle of his belt. He flipped the catch open and eased the leather from around his waist.

I wanted this moment to last forever but from that point on everything became a blur; a haze of passion. I helped him slip his trousers down with the inside soles of my feet and gasped as his cock jumped out from his tight boxers. He was magnificent and my walls contracted in anticipation; pulsing a furious beat.

My feet curled around his muscular butt and urged him to move forward, but his body was unyielding. Lex was knelt between my open legs studying my impatient body. He was breathing hard through his nose; his chest rose and fell. God his eyes were wild, he looked like a bull ready to charge, holding off until the perfect moment.

I didn’t dare utter a sound for fear that he’d lose that feral look. I wanted to be ravaged no matter the cost.

Slowly, his hand skated the top of his cock and I almost whimpered at the sight. Just take me now, I thought, and I spread my legs a little farther apart.

Lex titled his head, not missing anything. His hands slid down from my knees to my thighs and finally he was on top of me; kissing me, touching every part of me. I couldn’t figure out where my body ended and his began.

He found my hot centre, prying my sodden lips apart; teasing me and pressed his cock at my entrance. It took everything I had not to tilt my hips higher and force him to enter me. I waited, experiencing each tingle – his fingertips ran up and down my arms, over my swollen breasts; I could’ve sworn he’d grown and extra pair of hands.

All of sudden, he stopped. His eyes met mine and our noses nearly touched.

He thrust his hips forward and I moaned as I opened to welcome him. His movements were slow and delicate at first, letting me feel his whole entire length inside me. But as our bodies warmed, as they dripped with sweat; our sides singed by the fire, his pace increased and my hips moved in tandem, rocking while we held onto each other.

My spine arched as he lifted my legs into a vertical position allowing him deeper access and oh god did it feel good. A building wave of pleasure circled, getting faster with each spin inside me and knew I was on the verge of bursting.

He held the tops of my thighs and pounded his hips forward; sweat dripped from his forehead and landed on my rippling stomach.

“I’m going to come,” my lips let slip.

With every thrust, with every grunt he made I swelled and neared the edge of ecstasy.

“Not yet, not till I say,” he demanded.

My nails dug into his forearms, cutting deep as I clung onto him waiting for the command. I grinded my teeth as sounds of fury were caught deep in my throat; held prisoner awaiting their release.