Bad Fighter Stepbrother (Book 2) (2 page)

“I kissed you because I couldn’t keep myself from you. I wanted you so bad, and I could see, for the first time since we had met, that you wanted me. I needed to taste you, and I couldn’t stop at just your lips.”

Her violet eyes flashed open, and Emma searched his blue ones. There was no arrogance in them, no mocking expression. His eyes were somber and filled with more heat than she knew how to describe. He stared into her eyes, and then he slowly moved lowered his lips. He let go of her wrist and removed his hand from her jaw. He gave her every chance to escape, but she couldn’t pull away from him. God help her, but she wanted him.

Aiden’s lips brushed against hers, and she felt his heat sear into her mouth. He tasted like a slow bonfire on a summer’s evening. She licked her lips as he pulled back slightly and a new urgency flared to life in his eyes. He returned his lips to her mouth, gently as though he was waiting for her to flee...or maybe even break at the slightest touch.

She stood there, motionless as she closed her eyes and explored the feeling of his kiss. She’d been kissed before, but never like this...and she’d never wanted more like she did now. But she had no idea how to ask and while she longed to deepen the kiss, something held her back. He was the one who left, who ran away because of guilt. He needed to prove to her that he was willing to stay and explore these feelings together.

As though he read her mind, he deepened the kiss, but he still didn’t close the final distance between them. She felt his heat radiating from his body, and she felt burned everywhere. That all too familiar coil of need twisted in her gut, and her heart beat a rhythm through her body that she could feel in her very depths.

When his tongue swiped across her lips, begging for access, she opened her mouth and felt him invade her mouth. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and she began to move it, hesitantly and completely unsure if she was doing it right. She matched his movements and sparred with his tongue as need and urgency filled her. She still didn’t reach for him, still terrified of where their kiss would go, but he reached for her and pulled her against his hardness. She gasped against his mouth in surprise at his dominance.

His hands gripped her shoulders as he held her in place and ravaged her mouth. Her nipples responded to his kiss, and she felt a sweet ache pulsing in the pebbled buds. She found herself arched against him as he bent her back over the arm he had slipped behind her. She moaned, driven by something she’d never experienced before as she urged him to take his kiss deeper. He read her every need. His hands slipped down her back and gripped her jean-clad ass – rocking her against his erection.

Emma groaned and broke free of the kiss. She pulled away from him and searched his eyes. She felt helpless in her passion and didn’t know how to break through it. He watched her like a tiger watching his prey, and she shivered at the pulse beating at the apex of her thighs. “I want...” she stopped talking. She didn’t know what she wanted. She wanted to touch him and taste him.

“I want to...touch you,” she said nervously. She was positive he would laugh at her shyness, but he only sucked in his breath.

“We can take this slow, Em.”

She shook her head, the blush deepening in her cheeks. “I need to touch you,” she whispered and looked down in shame. She felt pathetic. She might have had sex before, but she felt like a novice with this.

“Then touch me.” There was no laughter in his voice, only a need that seemed to wrap around her. He captured her hand and guided it to his chest. He shuddered as her palm pressed against the hot skin there. “Just touch me however you want to, Em. I won’t let you lose control...I’ll keep you here, with me.”

She gazed up into his eyes and realized that Aiden would protect her in everything, even this. She could let go of her fear, of her shame, and of her inhibitions with him because he would take control of everything between them. He would make sure that her desire drove her deeper, while his strength would keep her anchored to the world. She could let go completely and not have to worry about being hurt when she did.

Caught up in that moment, Emma trailed kisses down his jaw to his neck, where she playfully bit the skin. Her hands found their way to the edge of his shirt and she burrowed them under the fabric, sighing when she touched the hard ridges of his stomach. She pulled the shirt off and threw it into the empty tub as she licked and nibbled her way down to his nipples.

Pulling back, she glanced up at him. There was hesitation in her eyes, but he kissed her lips. “You can do anything you want to me, Em. I won’t judge, and I am positive I will enjoy it all.”

It was like his permission gave her the courage to explore this strange emotion. It felt like she was taking control at the exact moment that she was giving up that control. She stared at his chest and licked her lips as she leaned towards his nipple.

The small beads were hard, and she laved each nipple before she bit the flesh around them. Aiden growled in excitement, and Emma felt a gush of wetness between her legs. Her body had never responded to a man like it did to Aiden. She suddenly needed him inside of her, so she fumbled with the button of his jeans. Pulling the fabric down, along with his underwear, Emma palmed his shaft. Aiden captured her hand and stopped her. His eyes searched hers as he said, “We don’t need to do this, Emma. We can wait until we figure everything else out.”

Emma smiled. Some part of her had needed to hear that, even if she didn’t plan to listen to it. She lowered herself down onto her knees and looked up at him. “I need to do this,” she said and then her tongue flicked out and licked the drop of pre-cum on the head of his penis. “For me.”

Aiden bucked under her touch, and she smiled at how he reacted to her. She moved closer and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft as her other hand cupped his balls. She slid her hand up his silky shaft and marvelled at how soft his skin felt. Her thumb played over the slit of his cock and she massaged more pre-cum into the tip.

She flicked her tongue over it and moaned at the salty taste. “Fuck, Emma, you are going to kill me,” Aiden moaned.

Looking up at him, Emma wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock and then slowly swallowed him. He slid into her mouth, and she relaxed her throat to allow him to slide down it. He closed his eyes, and his fingers sank into her hair as she swallowed him until she couldn’t take any more without gagging. She was surprised at the length of his shaft as she wrapped her hand around the base.

She pulled him out of her mouth slowly and then swallowed him again. She took him even deeper than the first time, and he cursed again, his hands flexing in her hair. He tasted amazing, and she felt victorious that she could bring him to such a base state. Her body thrummed with need and her clit ached for his hands, but she ignored what her body needed and focused on what she wanted instead.

Swallowing him again, she allowed her teeth to rake across his skin as she pulled him out. He hissed and then moaned as she soothed the skin with her tongue. She worked her mouth up and down his shaft as he began to thrust into her mouth, matching her movement with his own. She took him all and sucked as he shuddered under her.

He opened up his eyes and she looked up into his. His teeth were clenched as he shuddered again, and she knew he was close. Her own body hummed with need, and she slipped her hand down between her legs. She pressed on that tense spot between her legs and felt her own orgasm start to build as she continued to stroke and suck his cock.

Aiden moaned. “I’m going to come, fuck, Em,” he panted as he tried to control his orgasm, but Emma sucked him even harder and he came undone. He cried out, and his yell was hoarse as his cum sprayed into the back of her mouth. She swallowed every drop of him as her own orgasm shattered through her and left her feeling as fragile as a glass figurine.

She licked the tip of his cock like it was an ice cream cone and pulled away. He was staring down at her, his eyes heavy with satisfaction as he said, “I wasn’t expecting that type of homecoming...the wrench, definitely, your delectable mouth on my cock, not at all.”

Emma felt the burning blush in her cheeks and she went to smile, but then she felt the crashing guilt fill her. What had she done? Over the last week and a half, she had promised herself that she wouldn’t do anything sexual with Aiden and here she was, not even fifteen minutes after he arrived home, she was on her knees sucking him off.

Before she could voice her horror, she heard the chime on the door ring out as someone opened it and then a voice rang through the office, “Emma, dear?” Jackie, her one o’clock appointment was here early. “It’s me. Jackie.”

Emma cast a look of fear towards Aiden as she stood up and quickly moved to the door, “Yes, Jackie. I am just fixing the tub so give me a second to clean up, and I will be right with you.”

She turned towards Aiden and found him pulling up his pants. “I have to go and treat my patient. Can we arrange some time to talk? Tonight?”

Aiden smiled and reached for her, but Emma danced out of his reach. He frowned. “Honestly, I have to go. Jackie is waiting and I need to go and brush my teeth. Tonight?”

She slipped out of the door as though she was being chased by a demon and maybe she was – only this demon hung onto her throughout the rest of the day and filled her with guilt at what she had done.

Chapter Three

“Honey? Is that you?” Her mom’s voice filled the air, and Emma felt a fresh stab of guilt. She hung up her purse and coat and leaned against the door of the mudroom. The last person she wanted to see was her mom...actually, she only wanted to see one person and he seemed to be missing.

She’d been tied up with Jackie for over an hour and then she’d had two more appointments. She wasn’t sure how he did it, but sometime during one of the sessions, he had slid out of the gym without anyone noticing. She hadn’t noticed until she went into the room he’d been in and found it empty.

Emma glanced out the window in the door and thought about heading back outside, then she turned and saw her mom standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Her eyes were filled with concern and Emma gave her a meek smile, “Hi, Mom. Sorry, it was just me.”

Her mom’s eyes filled with concern, and she asked, “What’s wrong?”

Tears pricked at her eyes as Emma said, “Nothing, just a long day. The hydrotherapy tub is broken, and I think I may have made it worse trying to fix it by myself. Plus, a client is not progressing as well as I would like and she wants to get back to training for her next marathon. I can’t give her the all clear.”

Emma felt even more guilt wash over her, but she bit it down. Although she hadn’t lied about her problems today, she’d left out the biggest problem: Aiden. “Why don’t you come into the kitchen and I will make you a cup of cocoa.”

She smiled at the offer and nodded before she followed her mom into the kitchen. Despite being raised as a debutante, Alison was as at home in the kitchen as she was in the stables and she made the best hot chocolate around. Sitting down at the island, she watched her mom move around the kitchen. She was tall and graceful and her blonde hair had a small amount of silver in it. She didn’t look a day over thirty-five and her eyes usually sparkled with laughter.

Today, they were filled with concern as she watched Emma. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, just really tired. What are you and Tony doing tonight?” she asked in an effort to change the subject.

Mom paused and looked like she was hesitant to say anything before she said, “Packing.”

“What? Why?” Emma asked in surprise as Mom placed the hot chocolate on the counter in front of her.

“Because we are going with Aiden tomorrow morning. Tony was so excited about the last fight that he decided to join him on the circuit for the next two weeks. It ends with a huge fight in Vegas and then we will all be coming home,” Alison said as she took a sip of her own hot chocolate.

Emma stared at her mother in disbelief. He came home for one day and now he was leaving. Why the hell hadn’t he said anything? “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” Emma asked, completely stunned.

“I just found out. Actually, Aiden had come home to let us know that his schedule had been changed around. He needs to be with his trainer right now and focusing on his matches. He had a fight while he was away and almost lost...his head wasn’t in the ring.” Her mom glanced at her again with concern in her eyes and Emma wondered if she knew about them...about the things that were happening between them.

“Are you okay with us going? Derek is supposed to be coming home for a few weeks at the end of the month when your grandmother will be home from her trip to Paris. Until then, however, you will be alone. I can stay if you would like me to.”

I want Aiden to stay
, she thought silently, but said, “No, it’s okay. I don’t mind being alone. Besides the ranch is always full of people.”

Her mom nodded and smiled. “I know, why don’t you ask Julia to move into the main house while we’re gone.”

Emma nodded numbly as her mind raced over the afternoon’s activities. She’d given him a blowjob and he didn’t have the decency to tell her he was only here for a night. She felt used, betrayed, and all she wanted to do was cry. She stared down at her hot chocolate as her mom talked about the trip and the two fights Aiden would have while they were gone, but she didn’t really hear her.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Emma interrupted her mom, “I’m going to go for a walk. I need to clear my head after today. Don’t hold dinner for me.”

She stood up and headed towards the mudroom and the escape outside as her mother watched her in shock.

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Emma stared at the black stallion prancing around his paddock and longed to go and saddle up one of the horses. She could definitely use a ride right now, but Julia would kill her if she injured one of the horses. The sun was setting and she knew she would end up riding in the dark if she saddled up now.

Sighing, she just watched their pride and joy. He seemed completely worry free and she wished she could be like him. She didn’t want this guilt niggling away at her, and she didn’t want to be attracted to Aiden. But the truth was, she was definitely attracted to him – but it was more than that. She felt a connection that was deeper than the physical...a connection that had always been there, if she was honest with herself.