BAD HEART: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 2) (17 page)

“
Fuck,
”
he growls.
“
You
’
re so good.
”

Hunter then finds some nerve. His
other hand comes off my breast and he grabs my wrist. He pulls me to his dick
and wants me to touch him.

Fine.

I wrap my hand easily around his
shaft. I start to stroke him. Up and back, hard and fast. I can
’
t help but feel my hand
tingling, knowing the size Jake is compared to Hunter.

We keep kissing and Hunter puts a
hand to the back of my neck. He pulls me close and starts to thrust. His
fingers penetrate me again and he stops moving them.

“
Oh,
oh,
”
he groans and jumps.

That
’
s
when I realize he
’
s going
to come already. I keep a little distance between us and stop kissing him. I
step to the left and make sure he
’
s
not going to come on me. I keep stroking him, knowing I can
’
t stop now. His fingers dig at
the back of my neck.

“
Fuck,
Jade,
”
he says. His knees
bend a little.
“
Oh
…
I fucking love you right now
…”

He puts his head back and groans.

His dick lets loose and he starts
to come. Each time his dick squirts, he groans and whimpers. He actually
whimpers. My hand pulls up and I watch his stuff collect and drop to the floor,
over and over.

When he
’
s done, I wipe my hand on his stomach -
which is
not as hard as Jake
’
s
- and then I pull away.

He takes his hand out of my
panties.

“
Holy
shit,
”
he says and smiles.
“
That was
…”

“
I
’
ll be right back,
”
I say.

I rush from the room, in bra and
panties, and find the bathroom. I shut the door, look in the mirror, and start
to cry.

I hate myself and my life.

I wash my hands.

Then I dry my hands and my face.

I have to get back in the bedroom.
I have to finish the night.

At least Hunter is done.

I get back into the bedroom and
Hunter has his pants back on. Of course, his phone is glued to his ear again.
Talking, yelling, arguing. He looks at me and smiles with horny eyes. Because
he
’
s gotten a handjob from
me?

Hunter ends the call and puts a
hand out for me. I offer my hand and he pulls me in. He hugs me.

“
That
was
…
if I knew you were
coming here
…
I mean, you
caught me off guard
…”

I look at him and smile.
“
It
’
s
okay. I don
’
t mind.
”

“
I
mean, I could still, for you
…”

“
No.
Later. Tomorrow.
”

“
What
now?
”
he asks.

“
Sleep
with me. Right now.
”

“
Sleep
…
you mean
…
sex
…”

“
No.
Real sleep.
”

I don
’
t
want to fuck Hunter right now. He
’
s
good, I
’
m good. This is
simply a preview of my life.

We climb into the bed and Hunter is
behind me. His arm around me, holding me. But he
’
s
not tight to my body. He
’
s
not touching me. He
’
s not
kissing my neck or shoulder.

He actually falls the fuck asleep.

My eyes are so heavy
…
so damn heavy
…
if I sleep right now, this is
it. Everything I came here for. My eyes shut and then I open them. I look at
the clock and it
’
s an hour
later. Drunk time moves so damn crazy, doesn
’
t
it?

I lick my lips and look over my
shoulder. Hunter is on his back.

I can
’
t do this
…

I really can
’
t.

This is not my life.

I want the pain. The risk. The
temptation. I want the love. I want the passion. I want to be fucked. I want to
feel
…

I sneak from the bed. I stare at
Hunter as I dress myself. I get the dress on and zip it up. He doesn
’
t move an inch. I grab my heels,
and with my heart in my throat, I leave the bedroom and the apartment. I call
for a cab and walk down the street a little. I can
’
t stop looking back at the apartment building. I
’
m waiting for Hunter to come out
of the apartment, looking for me.

This is so bad to do.

So wrong to do.

I
’
ll
need a story. I
’
ll need
another lie to tell. This is the life I
’
m
choosing now. To think I
’
m
in love
…
with my
stepbrother
…
and I have to hide
it all. Sneak around like a slut.

The cab gets me and I blurt out an
address. It
’
s where I need
to be right now. To feel safe. To feel at home.

I rest my head against the window
the entire ride there. I
’
m
not even sure I have money to pay for the cab. And when the vehicle finally
does stop, I just throw my purse up front and tell the driver to take what he
wants. Probably something stupid to do.

He looks back at me.
“
Are you okay?
”

He hands me my purse. I take it and
shake my head.
“
No.
”

I leave the car and rush to the
front door. I tear it open and go for the stairs.

I can
’
t
believe I
’
m actually here.
Of all places
…
to find
comfort somewhere I
’
ve
never been.

Trust me, I
’
m not home. Not the place my father considers home.
Not the place where he came back from vacation with a wife and a stepson. A
stepson that
’
s my
stepbrother that I
’
m
…
well, I
’
m in love with.

I
’
m
right there.

Right at the door.

I lift my hand and knock.

It
’
s
a bad decision.

Standing like this at Jake
’
s apartment door. Knocking like
a fool. I know he
’
s got
someone in there. That woman from the bar. Probably bending her over, holding
her shoulders tight so he could thrust harder and deeper. Like he did to me.

My eyes fill with tears.

The door doesn
’
t open.

That means he
’
s not home.

I turn around and put my back to
the door. I feel crushed. Destroyed. Defeated.

I wave my hand like I
’
m holding a white flag.

I slide down the door and bury my
hands in my face.

If I can
’
t have Jake
…
then I don
’
t want anything.
Real or fake, it doesn
’
t matter.

__

14.

(Jake)

I can
’
t
take it anymore. I pay tab, pick up her tab, and then walk away from the bar.
She has the fucking nerve to chase after me, leaving the bar, grabbing for my
hand. We
’
re outside and I
finally spin around. My hands go into fists and I take a breath. I
’
ve never hit a woman and never
would.

“
What
do you want?
”
I ask.

“
You,
”
Gabby says.
“
Just one night. I
’
m coming off a breakup
…”

“
Christ,
”
I say.
“
Go call a cab and go home. Watch a romance movie or
touch yourself.
”

“
I
thought you fucked anything that walks,
”
she says.
“
That
’
s what I heard.
”

“
You
heard wrong,
”
I say.
“
Now leave me the hell alone.
”

“
Something
wrong?
”
a voice asks.

I turn and there
’
s a guy standing a foot away,
dressed in black.

“
Nothing,
”
I say.
“
She
’
s
looking for a fuck. Give it to her, bro.
”

“
That
’
s a real nice mouth,
”
he says.
“
In front of a woman.
”

“
Fuck
off,
”
I say. I look at
Gabby.
“
Have a good night,
Gabby. Don
’
t fucking follow
me.
”

“
You
know, I should knock your teeth out,
”
the tough guys says.

I stretch my neck and step toward
him.
“
You really want to do
that? Take your shot.
”

I go nose to nose with the guy.

He slowly backs up, shaking his
head.
“
You
’
re not worth it, man.
”

“
Exactly.
I
’
m not worth shit.
”

I can
’
t
just walk away. It
’
s bad
taste. So I throw my head forward and slam it off the guy
’
s face. He goes flying back and
down to the ground, losing his hat.

“
Whoops,
”
I say.
“
Keep your nose out of my business, asshole.
”

Now I get the chance to finally
leave.

I walk away and go to my car. I
’
m far from drunk. And that
’
s part of the problem tonight.
At least I have something to drink at my apartment. Like fuck I
’
m going to go to that house and
see Jade. Like fuck I
’
m
going to see anything that resembles the fake life that
’
s been built around me.

I get to my place and stop dead in
my tracks when I see the body at my front door. Sitting there, sleeping. It
takes me a few seconds to realize it
’
s
Jade. Her head to the side, hair in her face. She
’
s
barefoot, heels next to her.

The first thing I think is that she
’
s dead.

I drop to my knees and touch her
shoulder.

“
Jade?
”
I ask.

Her head slightly moves.

I sigh in relief. She
’
s just drunk and passed out.

I move the hair out of her face.
“
Jade, look at me. I
’
m here now.
”

Jade
’
s
eyes flutter and she looks at me. She blinks a few times and then smiles.

“
I
’
ve been waiting,
”
she whispers.
“
I thought you were in there with
that woman from the bar.
”

“
With
…
what?
”

“
Did
you fuck her, Jake? I saw you.
”

“
What
are you talking about?
”

“
I
was at the bar, too. I saw you. Then I left
…”

“
Christ,
”
I say.
“
Let me help you up and we can talk.
”

I stand, scooping Jade up. I hold
her in my arms. She
’
s
staring at me, arms around my neck. It
’
s
like time freezes right then for us. She
’
s
in this pretty dress and looks so beautiful. My fucking gosh, I
’
ve never seen anything so
beautiful in my life. It
’
s
like a part of my heart is working that I never knew could because of her.

I open the door with one hand and
carry Jade inside.

I shut the door, lock it, and look
at her again.

My body is on fire. Her eyes are on
fire as they stare at me.

“
We
can talk in a few minutes, right?
”
she asks.

“
Fuck
…”

Jade bites her bottom lip. I know
what she wants. It
’
s what I
want so badly, too.

I catch myself walking. I
’
m taking her to the bedroom now.
I kick open the door. I finally have the privacy I
’
ve dreamed of with her. Right here in my apartment.

I hold her at the bed.

And that
’
s when we finally kiss.

Our lips touch for a second and
then our mouths open. My tongue presses to hers and she groans. Her hand digs
into the back of my hair. She breaks the kiss and puts her head back. I then
kiss her neck, suckling at her skin. Going down to the top of the dress,
wanting more.

I put Jade on her feet and then
grab the back of the dress. I hurry and unzip it. My fingers are fast and
aggressive as I peel it off her shoulders and down. I drop down to my knees and
I help her out of the dress. My hands then trail up her sexy legs and I cup her
ass. She flexes her ass and groans. My thumbs cut between her cheeks and pull.
I touch the warmth of her panties right against her pussy. I peel the panties
to the side and touch her bare, wet skin. I tease and play for a second.