CUZ: Billionaire Stepbrother Romance (7 page)

“Who is that?”

“How should I know,” he said, getting out of bed.

“Should we call the cops?” I asked.

“Settle down, we’ll be okay.”

He opened the door. Outside, a white haired woman with a wrinkled face stood.

“Can I come in?” she asked.

“Who are you?” Josh asked, not moving aside to let her in.

“You don’t know me, but I’m familiar with you.”

“I don’t have time for riddles.”

“Just heed my message. You two need to watch your backs. While you’re destined to be together, forces are at work against you.”

“Did the club owner send you?” Josh snarled, obviously upset.

Without another word, the woman turned and left. Josh shut the door and turned to me.

“What the fuck was all that about?” I asked, getting out of bed.

“I don’t know.”

“Did she say we’re destined to be together?”

“I think so, but…”

“But what?” I asked, walking over to him.

“Some other guy has been following me down here. I think she might be connected to him.”

“Some other guy?”

“Yeah, a private investigator or something. He told me to stay away from you. I think the Knights hired him to keep us apart.”

“Those fucking assholes,” I said.

All of a sudden, emotions overwhelmed me. I tried to look away as tears streamed down my face.

“Hey,” Josh said, moving forward and putting his arm around my waist. “It’s going to be okay. I’m not going anywhere.”

I wanted to tell him everything I’d kept hidden for so many years, but no words came out as I sobbed. Unable to hold back any longer, I put my head on his chest and threw my arms around him, hugging tightly.

“I love you, Josh,” I admitted.

He sighed and pulled away.

“I have a long drive. I should go.”

“Why don’t you just stay for tonight?”

“I’m tired. I guess I could get another room.”

“No, I mean here. With me. We don’t have to do anything. I’d feel safer if you were sleeping next to me.”

That’s not a lie
, I told myself as I studied his face, hoping he would say yes.

He sighed. “Okay. But no funny business.”

“I’m not in the mood,” I said.

Still in our clothes, we got back into bed and laid next to each other. I curled up against his body, listening to his heartbeat. Our bodies matched up perfectly. Everything pointed to us being together, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up. Can love overcome anything? I wondered as I drifted off to sleep, more at peace than I’d been in years and years.

Twelve

Josh

After an awkward night of sleeping next to Ashley in the hotel bed, we woke up around the same time. I got up to leave.

“Where you going?” she asked, stretching.

“I have to go.”

“Can’t we have breakfast first?”

“Order some room service. I’m going to take a shower.”

“Okay, but hurry. I’m hungry.”

I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. After I got undressed, I turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. When it was perfect, I stepped into the shower. The warm water hit my skin refreshingly. I soaped up, still thinking about Ashley. Spending a whole night in bed next to her had been incredible.

I have to end up with her
, I thought to myself as I rinsed off. As I dried off, I thought about ways to get around the stipulations the Knights had put on my trust fund. They wanted to control whom I married. When I thought Ashley was my sister, that wasn’t really a problem. Now that I knew we weren’t related, I couldn’t stop thinking about her and how perfect we were for each other.

When I walked out of the bathroom, someone knocked on the door to the room. Ashley got up from the bed and went over to answer it while I finished drying my hair. Instead of someone with a room service cart, I saw the man in the black trench coat. His face was cold and expressionless as he stood in the hallway.

“Can I help you?” Ashley asked.

“I’m here to speak to Josh Knight,” he said calmly.

I walked over. “I told you to leave me alone.”

“It seems you’ve not taken my advice.”

“What’s he talking about?” Ashley asked.

“Just go, okay,” I said, putting my hand on the door to shut it.

“You’re getting really close to losing everything,” he said.

I closed the door. Ashley turned to me.

“Who was that?”

“The guy I was telling you about.”

“He warned you against being with me?”

“Yeah. And now he saw us in the same room.”

“We’re adults, Josh.”

“I know, but the Knights control all my money.”

“Is that all you think about?” she asked.

“No, but…”

“I’m tired of your fucking buts,” she said, opening the door.

“Where are you going?”

“I need some air.”

“Are you coming back?” I asked.

She walked out of the room without saying a word. A minute later, someone else knocked at the door. I opened it, hoping she had forgotten her keycard. Instead, it was someone from the hotel staff with a cart full of food. I waved them in and stepped aside. I tipped the young man a twenty because I didn’t have any change on me.

He smiled. “Thank you, sir.”

“No problem.”

After he left, I sat down on the edge of the bed, not feeling like eating. I laid on my back and started thinking about Ashley.
Does she really want to fuck me? Should I just fuck her and be done with it?
The idea of her pussy wrapping around my cock was too much, and I started to get hard. I slipped my hand down my pants, giving my dick a few tugs.

I undressed her in my mind as my hand moved up and down. When it started getting hard, I undid my pants and pulled them down, freeing my cock completely. It had been years since I’d masturbated, but I couldn’t keep my hands off it as thoughts and images of Ashley floated through my mind. Her long hair. Those breasts.

My chest rose and fell quickly as blood rushed to my cock. It stiffened as I slowly rubbed the entire length, teasing the tip before going all the way down to the base. The harder it got, the faster I pumped my fist. I spat in my hand, making my dick slick and wet. I had a long day ahead of me, but the only thought in my mind in that moment was what it would be like to fuck Ashley’s tight, wet hole.

Thirteen

Ashley

After leaving Josh, I headed downstairs. Two blocks away, stopping to get coffee, I realized I’d forgotten my purse. With a sigh, I headed all the way back to the hotel. On the elevator ride up, I wondered what Josh was doing.
Is he still around?

We were able to read each other from any distance when either of us was in pain, but we also felt when the other was extremely happy or feeling good. When I caught a feeling on the way back to the room, I had a good idea of what he would be doing if I walked in. Should I barge in on him? Would he let me join in?

Outside the door, I stopped and took a deep breath. If I opened and went into the room, the relationship between Josh and myself was sure to change forever. All of the good times in my life had one thing in common – Josh. He had been with me through the good and bad, better than any brother a girl could want.

He’s not your brother
, I reminded myself.
It’s okay to want him
. All my old urges returned as I stood outside the door with the keycard in my hand. I wanted to feel his body against mine. While not forbidden anymore, it was still awkward.

The card slid through the slot and I heard a click. I opened the. As soon as I walked through the doorway, I saw him lying on the bed, his pants pulled down and his hand wrapped around his thick, hard cock. My mouth hung open as I stared at him, unable to move.

He stopped stroking and looked at me, eyes open wide. All I could think was having him inside me. After so many years of falling in love, we were finally going to consummate our relationship and take it to the next level. He moved to get up.

“It's okay,” I said in a voice barely above a whisper as I closed the door. “Please don't stop.”

He stroked himself as he stared at me undressing. Naked in front of him, I saw hunger in his eyes as he looked at me. It turned me on so much. I took a step toward the bed, staring at his massive cock.
It’s so hard. And impressive
.

I crawled onto the bed and kissed his leg. Slowly, I made my way up his body. When I let my cheek brush against his cock the first time, it twitched. His breathing quickened. I loved how my touch affected him so directly, the epitome of raw power.

We made eye contact, neither of us looking away. My tongue darted out and lightly brushed against the tip of his dick. He twitched again and moaned. I smiled and gave him the sexiest expression I knew how to make. It was all in the eyes.

As he watched me intently, unable to look away, I slipped an inch of his cock into my mouth. My lips pressed against the smooth skin of his shaft as I simultaneously played with his balls, which were shaven clean.

With my other hand, I wrapped my fingers around his delicious man-meat. It’s so huge, I thought as I stroked, ticked and sucked all at the same time, driving him wild.
I have to have him inside me
, I thought as I stopped blowing him. We made eye contact, neither of us saying a word.

My heart beat fast as I straddled his body. Ever so slowly, I lowered myself onto his beautiful, hard cock. I loved the way it curved upward slightly.

He filled me completely. I adjusted myself and put my palms on his chest. Neither of us looked away as I moved up and down on his marvelous cock. It fit me just right. After so many years dreaming about it, I finally had it inside me. I leaned down and kissed him. His mouth opened, allowing me to slide my tongue against his.

He pulled back. “You feel so good.”

I smiled. “So good.”

Our bodies moved as one as we found the perfect rhythm. The rest of reality slipped away as he fucked me, penetrated me with his massive cock. I threw my head back. He reached up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them as I rode. That delicious curved cock slid in and out of me, the friction building up, sending waves of pleasure washing over my body.

“I’m going to come,” I moaned.

It was too soon for my liking, but it had been a while since I’d fucked anyone.

He thrust into me deeper, harder and faster. My entire body tingled as an orgasm hit me. I screamed, throwing my head back again. As I shook, he continued poking and prodding me with his dick.
Don’t quit, don’t quit
, I thought, my pussy clenching tightly around him. I looked into his eyes. They were filled with lust.

As I stopped coming, finally, his cock throbbed. He smiled as he looked up at me. I felt alive for the very first time in my life. Everything was going to be okay after all. Even if we didn't have money or a lot of wealth, we would have each other. We were young enough to be able to build a decent life for ourselves.

“Fuck,” he grunted, bringing me back to the moment.

He thrust deep into my soaking wet pussy one last time. I watched his face contort in pleasure as he came, filling me up. His chest rose and fell quickly as I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against him.

I wasn’t sure about him, but the wait had been worth it for me. We held each other tightly with him still inside me. His cock slowly got smaller. All I could think about was spending the rest of my life with him, about how happy we would be together.

“That was amazing,” he said, still trying to catch his breath.

“I agree.”

His cock slipped out of me as I raised myself up. After crawling next to him, I curled up against his body. He squeezed me tightly then kissed me on the forehead. We both stayed silent, enjoying the afterglow.
I can’t believe that just happened
, I though, not regretting a single second of it.

“Let’s never leave this bed,” I teased.

“Mmm. Sounds good to me.”

I loved him, and he loved me. With the sexual tension finally out of the way, I was sure we were going to be okay with each other. When I finally crawled off him, we stayed in the bed a few more minutes, neither of us wanting the afterglow to ever end. It eventually did. We spent the rest of the day together, exploring a lot of shops and bars all over New Orleans.

* * *

That evening, when we returned to the hotel, the receptionist told me I had a message. I took the envelope. We headed upstairs. Both of us were exhausted in a good way. All I could think about was jumping into the shower with him and feeling his hot, hard body pressed against mine once again. Once in the room, I opened the envelope while he poured each of us another drink.