BAD HEART: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 2) (5 page)

“
Like
you mind,
”
I tease.

Katelyn smiles.
“
Yeah, I know. Anyway, he gets to
finish the way he wants, right? Then he goes down on me and it
’
s like he
’
s afraid of me. Or afraid of it.
”

“
It?
”

“
My
pussy.
”

“
Ew.
Don
’
t call it that.
”

“
Then
what? My vagina? Sounds like a health book or something.
”

“
What
does he do?
”

“
How
about
…
what he doesn
’
t do
…
he licks it and that
’
s
it. I tell him to finger me and he sticks a finger inside and then forgets
about it. He can
’
t find my
clit, even if I touch it and rub it. Like, hello, right? And he doesn
’
t get into it. I mean, it makes
me think, like, I
’
m dirty
down there or something.
”

“
You
’
re not,
”
I say.

“
I
know,
”
Katelyn yells. Then
she leans at me.
“
Last time
…
I faked. I had him stop. Then I
went to take a shower because when he
’
s
done, he falls asleep. So I put on the water and then stood there, touching
myself.
”

“
Why?
”

“
I
tasted it. My fingers. Just to see
…”

“
Katelyn.
”

“
I
couldn
’
t help it. It didn
’
t taste bad or anything. I
guess, normal.
”

“
I
’
m sure you
’
re fine.
”

“
Maybe
I could ask your stepbrother to taste.
”

“
No!
”
I shouted.
“
Fuck. No.
”

Katelyn
’
s eyes go wide. Crazy wide.
“
Wow. Sorry
…
that was sort of a joke, Jade.
”

“
I
know,
”
I say.
“
I
’
m
sorry. He and I got into a fight or something. I hate his name. I hate that he
’
s my stepbrother. Sorry. Go on
about Kyle.
”

I
’
m
blushing now.

The thought of Jake between Katelyn
’
s legs, licking her, makes me
want to scream. I know how good Jake is, and I know how horny Katelyn is all
the time. He would make her come like crazy.

My nerves are pinching with intense
jealousy.

“
Okay,
”
Katelyn says.
“
I just told him. I don
’
t know. I said he wasn
’
t good and he needed to listen
to me. Let me tell him what to do.
”

“
How
did that go?
”
I ask.

“
He
freaked out and left. I kind of had this thing in my mind where I
’
d take my pants off and touch
myself. Show him where things were and what I liked. But he flipped his shit
and left.
”

“
Wow.
I
’
m sorry.
”

“
I
’
m not,
”
Katelyn says.
“
I
just need to find someone who can take care of me then.
”

And yet again, right on cue, here
comes to Jake. I see him from the corner of my eye. He walks out of the back
door of the house. He obviously wants to purposely walk by me and Katelyn. I
feel jealous again as he does.

Katelyn eye fucks him intensely as
he struts by.

His fucking arms filled with
perfect muscle, pressing against his shirt. A black t-shirt at that. The
definition of his chest trying to show through.

He looks over at me and Katelyn.

He nods.

He smiles.

“
Take
it easy, sweetie,
”
he says
and keeps going.

Katelyn follows him with her eyes
until he gets into his car and drives away.

“
Did
he just call me sweetie?
”
she asks.

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
I say, lying again.

He called me sweetie, but I
’
m not going to argue it with
Katelyn.

“
Wow,
”
she whispers.
“
You live with that?
”

“
Hardly,
”
I say.
“
He comes and goes when he wants. Plus, I have
…”

“
Hunter,
”
she says.
“
That
’
s right. Listen to me rambling about myself. How
was your trip?
”

“
Okay.
”

“
Did
you fuck Hunter yet?
”

“
Nope.
”

“
Why?
”

“
I
don
’
t know. Everything is
business with him.
”

“
So
get down to business with him,
”
Katelyn says.
“
Between the
sheets.
”

Katelyn laughs and snorts.

I don
’
t.

“
It
’
s just weird,
”
I say.
“
My father is pushing this.
”

“
So?
”

“
It
’
s like he
’
s right there all the time. Even the way Hunter
talks and acts sometimes
…”

“
Oh,
”
Katelyn says.
“
But he
’
s kind of sexy. Right?
”

“
He
’
s sexy,
”
I say.
“
I
guess.
”

“
You
guess? You don
’
t like him?
”

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
I say.
“
I feel forced right now. So I
’
m putting up my guard. Being a
bitch about it.
”

“
Because
you want to fuck Jake.
”

“
What?
No!
”

Katelyn laughs.
“
Well, I do.
”

“
Shut
up,
”
I say, white hot
jealousy raging again.
“
I
’
m sick of talking about it.
”

“
I
’
m just fucking with you, Jade. I
would never get involved with that. Not your brother.
”

“
Step
…
brother,
”
I say.

“
Oh,
right. That makes it okay then for you to fool around with him.
”

“
Katelyn
…”

She puts her hands up.
“
Fine. But don
’
t lie that you haven
’
t played that fantasy out at
least once in your mind.
”

I start to blush.

Not because of what Katelyn
’
s saying
…

Because I didn
’
t have to play that fantasy in
my mind. I played that fantasy in really life. And I want more.

__

5.

(Jake)

I drink a lot at Zeke
’
s. A lot, really fast. I skip
the pleasantries of beer and mixed drinks and go straight for the whiskey. It
just makes sense, and it feels so damn good.

I crash to the couch, the bottle
between my legs.

The house is thumping. Music
playing. People laughing and yelling. It
’
s
filled with women who are mostly drunk and always willing. Zeke just came down
the stairs from his second fuck of the night.

He told me the spare bedroom is all
mine.

In all reality, I should be up
there right now fucking someone. Getting this thing out of my system. That blowjob
from Kate (or whatever her name was) the other night has long since worn off. I
need a good fuck. A really good fuck.

My eyes scan the house and there
’
s nobody good enough. Which is
completely pathetic to think. So maybe I need two at once. Find a nice blonde
and a nice redhead. One with big tits, one with little things bouncing around.
One shaved, one with a little fuzz to play with. Both sopping wet. Both
desperate to lick my cock and have it buried in their pussy.

It pisses me off because it all
turns me off.

Trust me, this isn
’
t a
I can
’
t get it up
issue. If
that ever happened, I
’
d
fucking do myself in. I can always get it up. I can always fuck. I can always
come. It
’
s just whether I
care enough to actually enjoy it. You know, the needs versus the wants.

I look forward and see someone
eyeing me.

A brunette, leaning over the counter
from the kitchen to the living room. Low cut purple shirt, tits pouring from
the top. Her hair pulled back, biting on her pointer finger. Her eyes are
locked to mine.

I don
’
t
have to do anything else.

I keep my stare and she slowly
moves to the edge of the counter and then comes toward me. She
’
s got a nice set of curvy hips,
a little thick, but nothing wrong with it to me. I love having something to
hold onto when I
’
m fucking
them hard.

I can almost already hear her
scream my name.

She walks up to me and reaches
between my legs. She grabs the bottle and lifts it to her lips. She throws the
bottle back and takes a drink. Then she slowly leans down and puts the bottle
back.

“
Thanks
for the drink,
”
she says.

In a gutsy move she turns and walks
away.

“
No
problem,
”
I say.

She gets to the bottom of the steps
and looks back.
“
That was
an invite.
”

“
I
know,
”
I say.

“
I
’
ll be upstairs.
”

I nod.

I watch her thick ass push against
her jeans. I imagine my hands digging into that soft flesh as I get behind her.
Push and pull her back and forth on my cock, making her do all the fucking
work.
You want my cum, baby? Earn it.

I should be standing. I should be
going after her. I should be ready to fuck her brains out.

But I sit here, doing nothing.

I wait, take a sip of whiskey, and
then finally stand up. I put the bottle down and walk to the front door. I open
and find Zeke on the porch with another woman. He sees me and gives me a thumbs
up. I wave and go for the steps.

“
Whoa,
bro,
”
Zeke says.
“
What are you doing?
”

“
I
’
m out,
”
I say.

Are you really going to drink
and drive?

I can almost hear Jade
’
s voice in my mind. Bitching at
me. Squealing to not be so fucking stupid.

Then I picture her standing there
in her bedroom, covering her tits. A few seconds before that she had been bent
over, putting on her bikini bottoms. I didn
’
t
mean to see her naked. I had gone to her room to apologize for being in there.
To just tell her I was thinking of her. Maybe give a sliver of myself that was something
different.

But then I saw her perfect little
ass and the slit of her pussy. It made my mouth water and my cock throb. And
when she turned around and refused to move her fucking arms, it killed me on
the inside. She was able to get to me. To chip away at my wall.

Nobody does that to me.

Jade did.

“
Jake!
”
Zeke bellows.

I turn and Zeke is almost in my
face.
“
What?
”

“
You
can
’
t leave,
”
he says.
“
Fuck, man, you
’
re hammered.
”

“
So?
”

“
You
can
’
t leave drunk. If
something happens, it
’
ll
come back on me.
”

“
And
your Daddy?
”

“
Fuck
off.
”

“
I
’
m trying to.
”

“
You
can
’
t drive. Don
’
t fuck me right now. Tell me
what
’
s wrong? Why aren
’
t you buried between someone
’
s legs?
”