CUZ: Billionaire Stepbrother Romance (12 page)

“What do you mean?” I asked, barely above a whisper.

“You know.”

Deep down, I did know, but I wanted him to say the words.

“No, I don’t know.”

“Why do you think I’ve given you a thousand dollars, dear? You certainly didn’t think it was to just to sit on my lap and talk with your top off, did you?”

He laughed, which made me uncomfortable.

“That was the agreement.”

“Well, the agreement is changing. I’ll give you two thousand if you spend the weekend with me. Don’t worry. It’s not just sex I want. You’ll be my companion.”

I stared deep into his eyes, trying to discern if he was lying. Not older people could be trusted.

“Well? What do you say? I need to leave soon.”

“Can I think about it?”

“You’ve had more than enough time to get to know me.”

“I don’t know.”

“I’m going to send you a text message with a motel down the road. After I leave, I want you to come down. You owe me a blowjob at least.”

“What?”

“Now, now. You know how the game works.”

“I do, but…”

“You’re a single mother, right? Can’t you use two grand?”

“Well, yes, but…”

“No but action unless you’re into it,” he said seriously without skipping a beat.

Eww
, I thought.
What a dirty old man.

“I might come.”

“Yes, you might. If you’re lucky.”

His chuckle was creepy, but I smiled. He moved, so I got off his lap. Before he left, he dug into his pants pocket and pulled out ten hundred dollar bills.

“This is for tonight already, but if you show up for more down the road, I’ll give you another two grand to stay with me and play all weekend.”

What the fuck does that mean?
I asked myself, knowing the answer.

“I might. We’ll see.”

“I hope to see more.”

He moved his hand behind me and grabbed my ass, pulling me close. Before I could protest, he planted a kiss on my lips, slipping his wet tongue into my mouth.

“Later, baby,” he said and left the VIP room.

I sat down, trying to catch my breath. A bouncer came in to check on me. I waved him away, saying I needed a break.

“Well get the fuck to the back. You know the rules. This is a money making room.”

“Fine,” I said, standing up.

When I made it to the dressing room, I sat down in front of the full size mirror and thought about my life. It was almost like I’d won the lottery. Or had a chance to win it for sure. All I had to do was sleep with an older man. He was probably just lonely and could hardly get it up - or so I hoped. My initial reaction was, “Hell no, take the money and run,” but the money would help out a lot.

The two boys were expensive and I rarely was able to get ahead, let alone have a little money saved up for an emergency. As I thought about Cary’s proposition, two other dancers walked in. They were new. I didn’t even know their names, but I wanted to escape being them if I could help it. And Cary was definitely my ticket. Even if I slept with him for money, the relationship would be a real one.

At least that’s what I told myself as I got up and prepared to leave the club. It was still early in the night, but Cary had sent me a text with an address and room number along with four dollar signs and one comma.
Does he really think I’m that fucking crass?
I wondered then told myself I couldn’t care. If I wanted to provide the best for my boys, I had to make tough fucking decisions thanks to their father.

Once in my car, I started it up. Cary sent another text message, a picture of his wrinkled dick. I took a deep breath and put the car in gear. After backing out of the parking spot, I pulled onto the main street and headed toward the seedy motel on the outskirts of town.

You have five hundred in your pocket. Just go home. This isn’t you. Although two grand would be nice…
My thoughts went back and forth as I got closer to the huge fork in the road. If I went with him for the weekend, my life would never be the same.

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Party Cupid Style Excerpt

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Silence slam danced into the room like a ninja with a mute button. I stared into her eyes. She didn’t turn away. Time slowed down considerably. It could’ve been due to the weed I’d been smoking, but more likely it was something else. My heart beat faster in my chest. Slowly, we both leaned forward, knowing what was about to happen.

Our lips touched. Hers were so soft, wet and luscious. They had a faint taste of strawberries. When her tongue slid into my mouth, I touched her body with my hands. At first I wrapped my arms around her waist, but as we continued to kiss, I moved them so I could touch her breasts, something I’d been wanting to do forever. She moaned as she pulled my shirt up and over my head.

A look of lust swept across her face as her kissed moved lower. From my mouth to my neck to my chest, she made her way down my body. I watched in excited amazement as she got to her knees in front of me on the bed. Her hands ran up and down my thighs. She smiled up at me as her fingers undid my pants. When they were undone, she slid them down my legs.

I sat on the edge of the bed in front of my stepsister – completely naked. It was a dream of mine on more than one occasion. Her soft, nimble fingers stroked my thighs again, both of them at the same time. Blood rushed between my legs, causing my cock to get hard. Gradually, she moved her head closer and closer. Her cheek brushed against it, causing it to twitch.

She grabbed it at the base, holding it tight in her delicate fingers. I gasped as the tip slipped past her slightly parted lips. Inch by inch, it moved into her mouth. My breaths came faster as I got excited. When she couldn’t swallow any more of it, she pulled her head back, her lips still pressed tightly against the smooth shaft.
Fuck, that’s good…
No other thoughts were in my mind.

Her head bobbed up and down. At the same time, she stroked me with her hand. The sensation was incredible. I didn’t want it to ever end. Then again, I also wanted to get to the best part – the release. Would she swallow? Spit? I didn’t care one way or the other. She had my penis in her mouth, making me writhe and moan in pleasure.

“I’m going to come,” I said, giving her enough time to decide what to do.

I expected her to stop sucking and jerk me off onto her breasts, but she didn’t stop. Her lips pressed together even tighter as she moved up and down faster. My whole consciousness centered on my cock in her mouth. Time slowed then everything exploded out of me. After I stopped convulsing and my breathing returned to normal, I sat up. A smile spread across my face.

I want to taste her,
I thought as I stared at her.

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“You still think you love me or is that feeling gone now?” I teased as he looked down at me after I swallowed the last of his seed.

“Fuck, Carissa,” he exclaimed.

He stood up, towering over me. A moment later, he swooped me up in his strong arms and set me on gently on the edge of the bed. Before I could tell him he didn’t need to do anything in return, he got to his knees between my legs. As he spread them apart, he looked directly into my eyes. I didn’t look away. He made me feel special, like I was the only woman in the world that mattered.

And his hands roaming up and down my thighs felt even better. I moaned as he pulled the dress up some to get better access. His face pressed against my pink satin panties, which were already slightly wet. When he slid them aside and licked me with a flat, broad tongue, I grabbed the back of his head with my hand and pulled him closer, wanting him to continue.

Another idea on his mind, he pulled back, still looking at me. I watched his intense eyes as he pulled my panties down. Once they were off completely, he put his hands on my thighs and kissed his way to my pussy. Instead of diving right in again, he teased me with the tip of his tongue and his lips. They were so soft. My juices started to flow as he concentrated on my labia and clitoris.

“Fuck, Mark…” I groaned.

“Maybe later. I’m going to make you come with my tongue first,” he said, as if it was a personal challenge.

I didn’t think it could get any better, but he slipped his index finger inside my tight, wet hole, causing me to gasp. He continued to lick and kiss me as his digit slid in and out, slowly at first but quickly building up momentum. Just as I was about to come, he pulled away and looked up at me.

“Don’t stop,” I begged. “Please don’t stop…”

In that moment, he was no longer Mark my stepbrother. He was the man of my dreams, the one who could make me orgasm whenever he wanted. My breathing quickened as he manipulated all my hot spots. The friction built up. Waves of pleasure crashed over my entire body. I forgot where we were and what had happened earlier in the night. All that mattered was him pleasuring me.

With that thought, I tumbled over the edge and came fast and furiously. He backed away a little, looking back up at my face again. My body shook as I tried to catch my breath.
That was fucking intense,
I thought to myself as I stared down at him. Before I could say anything, he stood up. His cock was rock hard again, bobbing between his legs.

“Fuck me,” I hissed.

He held his dick with one hand and guided it into my hot slit. It fit perfectly, filling me completely. As he pushed it all the way in, he leaned forward. I sat up a little so we could kiss. Our first one earlier had been nice, but this was on an entirely different level. As our lips and tongues danced together, his thick cock penetrated me fully. My legs were held back by his powerful arms.

Each time he thrust into me, it pushed me back on the bed a little. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. The rest of the world faded away. All I could concentrate on was the sensation of his fabulous phallus sliding in and out of me. We had found the perfect rhythm. Our bodies moved as one. I was about to come again.

“Mark.”

When I cried out his name, an orgasm even bigger than my first rushed from all over my body, centering between my legs. I squeezed his cock tight as he kept up his motions. As I shook, he continued to fuck me. I looked up at his face. It was contorted in pleasure. He was close to coming. He slowed down, angling his stroke just a little bit differently.

“Yesss…” he cried out as he came.

“Yes, baby,” I cooed.

He groaned then slipped out of me. I tried to catch my breath as he laid down on the bed next to me, his legs also dangling over the side. Our naked skin touched.

“That was amazing,” I said.

“I agree. Better than I thought.”

“You’ve thought of doing that before, huh?” I teased.

“Whatever. As long as we can do it again.”

I sighed. “I don’t know, Mark. No one’s going to understand us in a relationship.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Seriously? You don’t think mom and dad would throw a fit?”

“So what. We’re adults now, right?”

“I guess.”

“Give me a month. Let me prove my love. You’re going to be graduating soon.”

“In a month.”

“So, yeah. Let me help you and see if this could work.”

“Okay.”

I was closer to sober than I had been earlier, but when it came to Mark my mind was always clear. While I’d never said anything, my crush on him went back a long way. We kissed again, cementing the agreement. Just as it was getting good, I heard someone rattling the doorknob. A moment later, they banged loudly on the door.

“Who the fuck is in my room?” a guy yelled.

Both of us jumped up and got dressed.

“What are we going to tell him? I asked.

“I’ll handle it. Just get ready to run.”

“You don’t think it’s going to come down to that, do you?”

“No, but you never know. I want to make sure you’re safe.”

“Aww, you’re my hero, my knight in shining armor, my…”

“Okay, smart ass. Let’s go.”

He unlocked and opened the door with one hand while he held one of mine in the other. As soon as it opened, he tossed my costume on the guy. With the tie-dye sheet under his arm and holding my hand in his, he took off past the guy toward the stairs. We made it downstairs before the dude figured out what the hell was going on. A moment later, we were outside and headed toward his car. I was safe.

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Step Soccer Excerpt

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Whenever she said my name, my heart beat faster. Urges stirred deep inside me. I stepped forward, bent down, and kissed her on the lips. To my surprise, her arms snaked around my back, pulling me closer as her mouth opened. Our tongues danced a timeless dance that brought pleasure to the forefront of my mind. Time ceased to be.