Billionaire Stepbrother: Autumn (Our Forbidden Year Book 2) (5 page)

His cock presses against the zip of his trousers, ready to burst out.

“You want this?” he asks, smoothing his palm over his crotch.

I nod. The zip slides down revealing a huge bulge beneath. I reach in and ease him out slowly, making him wait.

My tongue slides over my lips, making them glisten. He groans with impatience. I allow my fingertips to caress over his rock–hard shaft, teasing the precum from the tip. And with the tip of my tongue, I lick at it, lapping the sweetness away.

“Open your goddamn mouth,
now
, Aimee.”

My eyes twinkle as I look up at him and open up wide. I keep my eyes on him as I take him whole into my hot, wet hole… I swirl my tongue around and suck my cheeks in; it was like he’d never been away.

The tip of my tongue darts around the head of his engorged penis as he pulls ever so slightly out. I don’t let him dictate the pace, and with my hands against his butt, I force him back in, deep within my mouth.

His groans get louder as I suck harder. My hand fondles his balls, and Lex cries out, and I pray no one can hear us.

He stiffens, and I pull my head back, just as he’s dangerously on the brink.

“Teasing little cunt, aren’t you?” Lex says.

Impatient, he yanks me to my feet and whips me around, causing one of my heels to scatter across the floor tile.

“Think you can humiliate me, do you?” he says.

“Poor baby, don’t you know it’s just a game?” I retort.

My hands reach for and quickly grab onto the side of the porcelain sink for balance as he shoves me against it. For a second, I see him behind me, his reflection in the mirror, and I remember the emotional turmoil he caused me. But I’d give anything to be with him again, so I banish the feelings and let him pull and tug at my dress. His hands find their way beneath the folds of the dress to reveal my curvy behind, and he rips at my panties, pulling them away hard.

We stare at each other in the mirror, our breaths rasping and heavy, knowing we can’t turn back the clock, knowing without doubt this is exactly what we both want.

“Fuck me hard. Do it, Lex,” I demand.

Lex pushes forward. His cock glides between my wet folds and enters me with a single hard thrust.

I almost cum at that one stroke, but I bite my tongue and force air into my lungs.

“You’re so tight,” he says amazed as he grabs hold of my hips, yanking me roughly towards him.

In the heat of our thrusts, beyond the bathroom door, I hear the party continue on as normal– people mingling and enjoying themselves as we fuck our brains out. The thought of them being only metres away turns me on even more, and I slam my ass hard against Lex, letting him fill me completely.

I take one hand off the sink, bracing myself with the other, and I run my fingers over my exposed hardened nipple.

Lex feels so good inside me, and my cunt around him begins to contract as his finger taps my clit.

He looks up and sees my reflection in the mirror, and our eyes lock again, falling so hard into one another.

He tenses, and just when I feel I can no longer hold on to the building wave that rushes between my legs, I whisper, “Still bored with me now?”

Lex’s eyes widen as he remembers one of the last things he said to me weeks ago in this very apartment. I squeeze my inner walls around his cock, and he explodes within me. I writhe and buck, making his cock hit me in just the right spot, and I echo his explosion a second later. My juices trickle down my legs, and I can’t help but feel satisfied, in control.

“Don’t stop… more,” I gasp, and I reach behind to grab hold of his butt, keeping him securely within me. I sway my hips and feel the pressure building again. I never, ever want this to stop. I want to stay in this delicious orgasmic bubble, away from everyone else, in our sanctuary, just me and him, forever.

I close my eyes, and Lex buries his head into my neck, kissing the delicate skin that sends raging impulses to every cell within my body.

Slower now as we rock back and forth, never taking our eyes off each other, trickles of ecstasy release throughout me. My legs shake violently, and my remaining high heel threatens to topple, but Lex holds me up. Strong and secure in his arms, I burst again with pleasure.

In what I can only imagine to be a moment of weakness, Lex whispers, “I missed you.”

I sigh with relief and contentment; I’m not delusional or crazy for thinking we had something more. It wasn’t just me. He has definite feelings for me. Those three words, little as they are, start to fill the cracks of my broken heart. It is far from repaired, of course, but it’s a start.

His cock slips from me, and I almost whimper at the loss, but I keep the feeling of emptiness bottled up inside.

Lex turns me around to face him and pushes a lock of hair away from my flushed cheek.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” he says, scanning every feature of my face. I smile. They’re probably the sweetest words to fall from his dirty mouth.

“But we can’t do this again,” he says.

I try to interrupt, but he places his fingers across my lips. “I wish I could lock you up and keep you a secret from the world forever.”

I rip his hand away. I won’t let this happen again.

“Then why don’t you?” I say, daring him.

His thick eyebrows twitch as if he’s not quite sure what I’ve said. Or maybe he’s actually considering my crazy (‘cause that’s what it is) and absolutely ludicrous proposal.

“No one ever has to know. Just you and me,” I encourage.

A loud banging on the door disturbs our staring contest.

“In a minute!” Lex shouts at the person knocking.

“Don’t leave me again, Lex, please. Not again,” I say without thinking, my resolve threatening to break.

He looks disappointed, sad perhaps, as he kneads the bridge of his nose, thinking.

The banging increases, becoming incessant and getting louder, drilling into our fragile moment with each and every crash.

The vein at the side of Lex’s head pulses uncontrollably.

He reaches for the door and pulls it open. “What?” he shouts, wanting to say more but stops as he sees my mother, standing there with a look of puzzlement plastered all over her perfectly made–up face.

“Everything OK in here?” she stutters, looking past Lex to see me leaning against the sink. I turn my face away from her gaze and quickly wipe a tear from my cheek.

“Fucking fantastic,” Lex replies with a sneer, and with a short momentary glance over his shoulder at me, he pushes past my mom and leaves.

I’m frozen. I can’t look at my mother; I can’t move. But I know I have to think quickly.

“Aimee? What was that all about? Why were you both in here?”

“Oh, nothing, Mom.” My voice is much too high. “Lex just wanted to make sure I was all right after I knocked into that waitress.”

Is she buying it? Her face is so hard to read at times.

“Mhmm,” she replies. Her face contorts as she studies me, “Your lipstick’s smudged.”

I gasp and swirl around to look at my reflection in the mirror. How could I have been so stupid?

She steps closer to me, and I think she’s about to embrace me, but what comes next sends my stomach into free–fall.

I can feel her breath close to my ear, “Keep your legs shut. If you ruin this for me, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

The bathroom door softly shuts behind her as she walks out, and I slump to the floor as exhaustion and panic overtake me.

Fuck.

Chapter Eleven

M
y original plan to stay overnight after the party is now blown right out of the water. After the confrontation with my mom, there is no way I can’t stay and risk bumping into her again. I can only imagine the awkward, stilted conversations. Knowing her, she’d act as if nothing had ever happened, and that would be worse.

I sit on the cool floor for a few minutes, encouraging my heartbeat to return to a normal rate before I pick up my phone and call the town–car service. At least there are some benefits to being rich…

The apartment is still full of guests as I pop my head around the bathroom door. With a last look in the mirror, I burst from the room and don’t stop to look or talk to anyone. The slow screeching of the never–ending quartet grates on my nerves, and I am glad as the elevator doors abruptly cut off all sound and leaves me in calming silence.

Once in the car, on my way back to my University apartment, my head fills with bittersweet thoughts of Lex, of what we did and how he’d left me, yet again. This is becoming a nasty habit of his.

Can I forgive him if he ever speaks to me again? Do I want to forgive him? The answer to that is obvious… There is no simple procedure that can remove my love for him, and I doubt that will ever change.

After several hours of driving, the car pulls up to the curb of my apartment and comes to a stop. I can’t wait to get out of this dress and crawl beneath the covers. I’ll leave the worrying and planning for another day.

The car door opens suddenly, but I look over to the front, and I see the driver is still sitting in his seat.

A hand reaches in, and I begin to think that I’m concocting the whole thing, dreaming – a fairy–tale dream that every woman plays out in her mind.

I take the hand, and it helps me out of the car.

Lex. I search his face for any insight to explain his presence here. I don’t dare smile.

He stands, holding onto me, and it’s a good thing, too, because without his support, I’d be on the floor again.

“This won’t be easy, you know that, right?” he says, his crystal eyes twinkling.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

I know full well what he intends, but I want to hear him say it.

“You’re getting your wish: I’m going to lock you up and make you my little secret.”

He leans his head down. I feel his breath on my face, and a moment later our lips meet in soft, slow, meticulous kisses.

Dreams do come true after all, I think.

Finally, he’s mine.

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