Stepbrother Dearest (30 page)

He wasted no time ripping off his belt and throwing it to the ground. I lowered his boxer briefs and

lifted his cock out, taking a moment to marvel at its girth, its length, its heat and the shiny ring at the tip. I’d fantasized about sucking him off more than anything because it was the one thing we never did.

He bunched some of my hair between his fingers. “I can’t tell you how many times I have dreamt of

fucking that beautiful mouth. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Instead of answering him, I flicked my tongue over the metal ring and savored the salty taste of the

precum on his tip as I stroked his length. With each pump, with each lick, he became wetter.

His abs tightened, and his breathing was labored. “Shit. That’s such a tease.”

I stopped and licked my lips as I looked up at him. He closed his eyes in response. Elec was always so

controlled, but now he was at my mercy, and that turned me on.

His eyes were still closed when I took him down my throat for the first time. The sounds of pleasure

emanating from him were so damn sexy and only encouraged me to take him even deeper and faster. I

loved the smooth feel of him filling my mouth. I couldn’t get enough and sucked harder. I was so wet and

could have come so easily from this if I touched myself.

He dug his fingernails into my hair and pulled on it. “Stop. You’re gonna make me lose it, and I want to

come inside of you.”

I sucked him harder. “No,” I said, wanting him to come in my mouth.

His breathing was erratic. “Are you on the pill by any chance?”

I nodded yes. “I have been for years. It regulates my cycle.”

He pulled out of my mouth. “Stand up and turn around.”

My heart was racing as he lifted my dress over my head. He grabbed my hips and sunk into me. Without

a condom, the hot, wet feel of his skin inside of me, and the sensation of the metal ring were almost too

much to bear. Every feeling was enhanced.

His hands gripped my ass as he fucked me. I could hear my wetness as he moved in and out. I was

ready to come at any moment, so aroused after sucking him off and his taking me bare.

“I can’t ever use a condom again with you,” he breathed out. “This feels too good.”

I was starting to come. “Come inside of me now.”

He pumped into me so hard, I was sure I’d have bruises on my ass tomorrow. “Fuck…Greta…oh…” He

kept moving in and out until there was nothing left and even after, he continued fucking me slowly for a

while.

Elec finally pulled out of me and flipped me around to kiss him. He chuckled. “We couldn’t even make

it past the front door. Do you realize that?”

“I think I could even go again.”

“Good, because I’m nowhere near done with you tonight,” he said, dragging me to the bedroom as his

pants hung down his waist.

***

Four lit candles flickered around us as we sat in my bed at four in the morning feeding each other ice

cream out of a Ben and Jerry’s container.

“So, how did you know where to find me tonight?”

“Well, when you sent me the text that you’d finished, I was sitting at a Starbucks around the corner

from your apartment. I came straight here since I assumed that’s where you were reading. I wanted to go

right to you and surprise you. I waited on your steps. This…person…who said she was your fairy

godmother came up to me and said, ‘Alec, right? I’d recognize you anywhere from the description my Greta

gave me. I knew you’d be back for her, you dumb fuck.’”

“Are you serious?” I burst into laughter. “That’s Sully. She
is
like my fairy godmother.”

“Well, you do realize your fairy godmother has a bigger package than mine, right?”

“Yes, I’m well aware of that. We just don’t discuss it.”

“You must have given her an earful about me. Anyway, I just needed to get to you and asked if she

knew where you were.”

“So, she gave you the name of the club?”

“Not at first. I think she wanted to make me suffer.”

“What did she do?”

“She made me take off my shirt.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“I’m dead serious.”

“That was it?”

“I wish.”

“What?”

“She made me hold up a sign made out of cardboard that said ‘fuckface’ and took a picture of me

holding it.”

I covered my mouth and spoke through my hand. “What?”

“Yeah. Then, she said it was collateral.”

“Sully is nuts.”

“Well, he…she obviously cares about you. I can relate in that sense. Anyway, it was only after I let her

take the picture, that she gave me the address of the club and said, ‘This is your last chance.’”

“Wow,” I said.

“Yeah.”

Elec turned to me. “I need you to know something.”

“Okay…”

“Earlier tonight, after we finished in the alley when you told me not to go back to Chelsea, that was hard

to hear. There’s a part of you that doesn’t trust that this is real, and you’re still traumatized by my leaving you in the past. It made me realize just how badly I hurt you, how much work I have cut out for me.”

“I was just very emotional at that moment, especially after reading your book all day. Every feeling

including my biggest fear came pouring out.”

Elec took the ice cream from my hands and put it aside. He placed his hands on my cheeks. “There was

never any contest. I loved Chelsea, but it was by default. I love you so much more. Every second I was

with you again, I had to constantly reassure myself that I loved Chelsea, which is not something that you

should have to do. My feelings for you were so powerful that they scared the shit out of me. The second I

got on that plane, I knew I was really going back to California to end things with Chelsea. That was the

right thing.”

“You hurt her pretty badly, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. She didn’t deserve it.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It would have been worse if we were engaged or married because I’m not sure the outcome could have

been any different. It wouldn’t have been fair to stay with her and love you like I do in secret.”

“I feel like I know exactly how she must be feeling right now.”

“Yeah, you probably do. A part of me will always feel horrible about hurting her, but there was no way

to avoid that. It took me several days after I got back to figure out how best to explain everything to her

because I wanted to be honest about you. I didn’t do it immediately, but I never slept with her again; you

need to know that. I made up excuses. The bottom line is, I didn’t want to come back here to you until I no

longer had any baggage and until you knew everything about my past. So after I moved out of Chelsea’s, I

spent a lot of time working on the book until I got it to a point where I was comfortable with you reading

it.”

“Thank you for sharing it with me.”

He kissed me. “I love you so much, Greta.”

“I love you, too.”

“I’m not going back to California.”

“What? Not even to get your stuff?”

“No. I put it all in storage. Mami is doing okay for now. We need to go out there soon to visit, though.”

“We?”

I wanted to meet Pilar about as much as Dorothy wanted to meet the Wicked Witch of the West.

“Yes. I already told her about you. She didn’t take it well at first, but I explained to her how much I love you and that she needs to accept it. She will, Greta. And if she doesn’t, it wouldn’t matter anymore.”

“I hope so. ”

“I needed to find another job because I quit the youth center after I ended things with Chelsea. So,

actually, one of the things I did over the past few days was interview at a school here in the city last Friday.

They offered me a guidance counselor position.”

“Are you kidding?”

“No.”

“Elec, that’s the best news!”

He picked up the ice cream and started eating it again. “I’ll need a place to stay, though. Do you know a

girl who needs a roommate?”

“Actually, Sully’s been looking.”

He fed me a spoonful. “I’m talking about another girl. I was kind of thinking of moving in with this

beautiful little nymph I know who likes her pussy licked.”

“Oh…she might be interested.”

“Good, because I wasn’t planning on taking no for an answer.” He kissed me with his mouth full of

Cherry Garcia ice cream. “Hey…you never explained to me what it is you actually do for a living. You say

it’s an administrative position, but what does the company do exactly? Or are you really an FBI agent or

something?”

Oh boy. I was surprised it took this long before I had to fess up. There was a reason I never went into

it.

“It’s not quite administrative, and you have the agent part right. There’s a reason I’ve been kind of

hesitant to tell you. I felt really guilty when we were apart because I wished I could have helped you,

actually.”

“I don’t get it.”

“I’m a literary agent, Elec.”

He put the carton down on the end table. “Say what?”

“I represent authors, and I think I could actually help get some of your work published, particularly

Lucky and the Lad.
I work closely with a major publishing house’s young adult imprint, and I think we should submit it to them.”

“Are you fucking shitting me?”

“I’m dead serious.”

“How did you get into that?”

“Actually, I fell into it. I was looking for a job out of college, started as an intern and worked my way

up to an agent position. I’m newer, so my clientele is still growing.”

“Please tell me I’m gonna have to sleep with you to get ahead in my writing career.”

“That’s definitely part of the deal.”

“Wow, in all seriousness, I’m so proud of you.”

“You have no idea how guilty I’ve felt this past year when I’d see writers not nearly as talented as you

getting deals and having success. I didn’t know how to contact you or if you’d even want to pursue

anything because I knew how private you were about your writing.”

“You know I would never expect special treatment. You don’t owe me anything.”

“Your writing blew me away long before this career. I believe in you. We’ll work together. If nothing

comes of it, then at least we tried.”

“If nothing comes of it, I’m still the luckiest man in the world.” He whispered to himself, still thinking

of my admission. “That’s wild.”

I got up to straddle him and brushed my finger over his side. “Speaking of lucky, I noticed this new

tattoo right here.”

He started to tickle me. “Oh, you did, did you?”

It was a small
Lucky Charms
cereal box with the words
Get Cereal
above it.

How cute but bizarre.

Even though it went along with the Irish theme of all the other tats, it made me chuckle. “What’s the

significance of this?”

“Honestly? I just got this recently. It reminds me of you and the horseshoe up your ass. Also, you’re my

lucky charm. More than once in my life, you turned something miserable into something magical for me. He

pulled me into a deep kiss then said, “And if you scramble the letters of
Get Cereal
, you get our names.”

Get Cereal=ElecGreta

Oh my God. I loved him.

“That’s my favorite anagram you’ve ever come up with.”

“It was either that or
Rectal Gee
, which made no sense. Then I would have had to get an ass tattooed on my side. That wouldn’t have worked.”

***

A few months later, it was Christmas in New York. This was my favorite time of year with all of the

lights and decorations adorning the city. This Christmas was like no other because Elec and I were

experiencing it together in love for the first time.

We’d be going out to San Francisco to spend the actual holiday with Pilar. Per Elec’s suggestion, he had

me speak to her on the phone to take some of the edge off. She was surprisingly cordial to me, and it made

me feel a lot better about the trip. Things would never be perfect between us, and I was sure she would

have preferred him ending up with Chelsea. At least, though, with Randy gone and through the passage of

time, she was able to accept me.

A few days before we were set to fly out west, Elec and I were invited to a Christmas party at Sully’s.

Sully’s apartment was very classic New York, lots of dark wood crown molding and a hefty built-in

bookshelf lined from top to bottom with books ranging from erotica to military history. She’d gone all out,

hanging plastic mistletoe and white lights all throughout the apartment. There was even a gold banner that

read,
Eat, Drink and Be Mary.
She also set out a table of spiked eggnog and assorted appetizers. Elec and I were feeling pretty good after a few mugs of the eggnog.

He looked so sexy in a velvet Santa hat when he led me to a private corner of the room.

I pulled on the fuzzy ball at the end of his hat. “You know you’re the sexiest Santa I’ve ever seen,

right?”

His slid his hands down my waist. “Lucky for you, I’ll be coming way more than once a year.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him. “And I’ll be giving you way more than

cookies.”

“I wouldn’t mind spreading some cheer in that bathroom right now,” he said.

So, that was what we did.

When we emerged, it was time to open presents. Sully gave Elec his first. They’d actually grown pretty

close and were constantly busting each other’s balls.

“Oh, Sully. You shouldn’t have.” The room burst into laughter as Elec lifted a t-shirt that displayed the

photo of his bare-chested self, holding the cardboard
fuckface
sign. There was also a mug and mouse pad featuring the now classic image.