Ripe: A Stepbrother Pregnancy Romance

RIPE

By Kate Thorn

Copyright © Kate Thorn 2015

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This book is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people, places, or events are strictly coincidental. All rights reserved. This book may not be reproduced or distributed in any format without the permission of the author.

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This book contains mature content, including graphic sex. Please do not continue reading if you are under the age of 18 or if this type of content offends you.

NOTE:  All characters in the book are 18+ of age, non-blood related, and all sexual acts are consensual.

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my beautiful mother, who departed from this world far too soon. You always were an angel.

Now you have your wings.

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Five

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Seven

Chapter Forty-Eight

Chapter Forty-Nine

Chapter Fifty

Chapter Fifty-One

Epilogue

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Chapter One

They were supposed to be visiting universities along the coast, but their latest tour brought them so close to the water that they begged their parents to stop. It was how they ended up completely alone in each other's presence, with their feet buried in the sand and their parents inside a restaurant somewhere up the road.

It was a much-needed moment alone.

Elise stood along the water as the ocean breeze tousled her hair in a wild torrent around her face. She laughed as she tried to keep each loose curl pinned back and safe behind her ears, but she wasn’t all that successful.

Jesse stood a few feet away and smiled at how radiant his stepsister looked. Before he knew what he was doing, he closed the distance between them and wrapped his strong arms around his waist.

Elise didn't protest. Instead, she tucked her head into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of his cologne as he whispered escalating comments into her ear. When his tongue grazed her flesh, she met eyes with him, remaining breathlessly trapped in his embrace.

Their faces were less than an inch apart now, and Elise started to feel her mouth forming words she knew Jesse didn't want to hear. When they didn't ever reach the surface, he gave her a cocky smile that only served to leave her all the more frustrated.

Jesse raised his hand and smoothed Elise's hair back away from her face. He kissed her before she could protest, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth. A few seconds into the embrace, she brought her slender arms up to push him away, glaring up at him as her dark eyes clashed against his far bluer ones. When he brought his lips back down against hers, she attempted to hold him back but his smile only widened even further.

Jesse knotted his fingers in Elise's hair as her breath quickened, melding with his own. He pulled her in closer against him despite her protests, allowing her to cling to him for support as they were splashed by two passing children—a gesture that left them both slick and sticky with salt water.

Elise pulled back at the faint sound of laughter, looking around for the source. Before she could hone in on it, Jesse grasped for her hand, half running and half walking as he pulled her along after him. She repeated his name in a fruitless protest as she struggled to keep up, but all he could think about was how he needed to get her somewhere more private. Somewhere no one would interrupt them.

Spotting an isolated boardwalk up ahead, Jesse quickened his pace with Elise's hand still in his, leading her up under the large structure and away from the view of the few stragglers on the beach. When they stopped walking, he pushed her up against the flaking wood, evoking a desperate moan from the pit of her throat as his hands rested on her backside.

If Elise had been more conscious of her surroundings beyond Jesse's chiseled face and swollen lips, she would have protested the fact that they were still very much in public, but she could hardly focus on anything other than his warm hands pushing up under her tank top. He kissed his way down her neck, wet and escalating pecks that did their part in threatening her reserves.

Jesse couldn't help himself. Elise looked, smelled, tasted, and
felt
so damn good that he could no longer keep his desires at bay. She moaned his name in soft breaths that made his cock twitch to life, abandoning what was left of her apprehension as she snaked her fingers up under his t-shirt. Taking her time, she grazed her hands up along the naked flesh of his back, cupping his broad shoulders and pulling him in close.

At this point Jesse was practically panting, propelled forward by the overwhelming desire he felt to feel Elise's warmth around his girth. He trailed his hands up and down her body, burying his face in her cleavage with a deep sigh of relief.

"Wait," Elise gasped, pushing a hand against his chest.

"What is it?" Jesse questioned, searching her dark eyes for an explanation as his tongue grazed the top of her breasts.

"We can't keep ignoring this," Elise reminded him in a troubled tone, grazing her fingers along the top of his waistband. It'd be sexy if she hadn't already removed him from the moment. "Jesse, this baby is coming whether we like it or not. How are we going to tell them we messed up this badly?"

By them, of course, she meant their parents.

Jesse sighed into her, feeling his erection shrink as she went on to talk about a million things he didn't want to be thinking about at all, let alone in this moment. When awhile passed without him saying anything, she grew quiet and pulled back to look at him, frowning as she studied his expression for any sign of an opinion. Before she could notice that he didn't have one to give, he brought his mouth crashing back down against hers, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth in a desperate attempt at making her drop the subject.

When they heard footsteps on the boardwalk above them, Jesse pulled back and pressed a finger to Elise's mouth. When the sound finally dissipated, he recaptured her lips with his own and ran his tongue over them in a reassuring manner. She melted into his embrace without even trying, but it wasn't long before she pulled away from him again. It was clear that she was irritated that she'd allowed him to get the better of her.

Jesse wasn’t about to back down that easily, however. He busied himself with ridding Elise's tank top from her body, forcing the straps down her shoulders with his teeth. It didn't seem to matter that it was the exact sort of behavior that got them into this situation to begin with.

Elise's milky breasts spilled forward from her bra, filling Jesse's palms as she continued to ask him heated questions about their future. Each time his fingers grazed her nipples, her words were lost somewhere in the midst of moans she tried and failed to keep at bay. When she managed to regain her composure long enough to continue speaking, Jesse started to tell her that he wasn't equipped to have this conversation, but he stopped when her bra dropped into the sand. Suddenly, playing another game of verbal tug-of-war with her was no longer at the top of his to-do list—if it ever was to begin with.

Elise, on the other hand, was no longer quite as receptive to his gestures. Before Jesse could shed another piece of clothing from her body, a furious look flashed across her face and she wasted no time in shoving him off of her. She stared at him with wild eyes, fiercely splitting his name into two syllables as she hit him, this time pinning
him
up against the wood.

Jesse stood perfectly still, smirking at the tornado gaining traction in front of him. His shorts were bunched up around his knees and there wasn't any hiding the throbbing bulge that strained out against his briefs. Elise stood just out of his reach, mouth on fire, with a look in her eyes that made it clear she wouldn't be allowing things to go any further until she got the answers that she craved.

Jesse reacted to her the way he always did: with a silent smirk that said far more than his mouth ever could. With one quick lunge and a downward pull, he had her back against the wood and her skirt bunched up in the sand. Elise angrily lurched forward, pounding his chest with her small fists as she dissolved into him in defeat. This wasn't the solution that she needed, but it was certainly a whole lot easier than talking.

Jesse hands traveled their way down to Elise's hips, which were already starting to curve out from the small life blooming inside of her. He held her close against him, cupping her face as she drew her nails up and down his back and kissed him with a sense of urgency he wasn’t used to from her. Her breath came out short and stifled in the few seconds their lips managed to unlatch. When they heard footsteps on the boardwalk again, they quickly scrambled to get dressed just in time to hear their parents call out to them.

"We’re here!” Jesse called out when he and Elise were finally decent, allowing her to reach out and rub away the smudged lipstick stain on his mouth. "We were just…uh…looking for something we dropped. We’re coming!”

"Well hurry up, would you?" Elise’s father demanded from somewhere above them. "We need to get back on the road before dark!”

Elise gave Jesse a look that screamed ‘this always happens’, but he couldn’t help but notice that her eyes were still hooded with lust. She flattened her skirt, stepping back into the sun and running to catch up with their parents as she gave him a fleeting glance over her shoulder.

At this point, Jesse was sure that one look would eventually be the death of him.

Chapter Two

When the family returned home later that evening, Elise and Jesse bounded up the stairs to their own respective bedrooms. When their parents finally retired to bed, she tiptoed into his room and made a point of locking the door behind her.

Jesse looked up from the adoption website he’d been sifting through all night, quickly exiting out of the tab, followed by the email from his father requesting that he come out to San Francisco after graduation to intern at his law firm. None of it mattered as he spun around in his chair to face Elise. She climbed into his lap before he could speak, silencing him with her mouth before he could protest the intrusion.

"Finish what you started,” she urged him, keeping her voice low so as not to wake their parents in the adjacent room. Her tone was relaxed, but the urgent way in which she was removing her pajamas was anything but. Jesse could hardly come up with a response as he watched her strip naked before him. It was the most forthcoming he'd seen her since that little pee-stick flashed pink, but he wasn’t about to ruin the moment by asking what had gotten into her.

Elise dug her knees into the recliner, resting them on each side of Jesse’s hips as she kissed him into obedience. The only thing he could focus on was her naked flesh against his as he rubbed his hands up and down her back. When she finally pulled away from him, a low groan escaped his throat before he could keep it at bay. The air between them was so tense it was nearly scalding, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her lips. He arched himself upward, desperately pushing against her center as his cock sprung to life.

Jesse wrapped his mouth around the erect bud of Elise’s nipple as he traced ticklish figure eights across her back. Her body felt as though it was experiencing a sensory overload. When his fingers found their way to her most sacred region, she was catapulted into a whole new kind of oblivion. A soft moan fluttered from between her lips, finding shelter in the cusp of his neck as he wrapped his arms around her more tightly and pressed wet kisses along her collarbone.

Elise's heartbeat spiked as her clit ached for attention. She became more desperate with every bated breath, but she couldn’t hold back the next words to leave her mouth. She shifted her body above Jesse’s, bending her head to whisper in his ear. “I made up my mind," she breathed, jarring him right from the moment. “I'm keeping it.”

Jesse looked up at Elise with heavy eyes. She was biting down on her lip in that way she knew he couldn’t handle, which really wasn’t fair given the bomb she’d just dropped on him. He knit his brows together as he glared at her, willing his cock to stop throbbing against her core.

“Jesse, come on,” Elise hissed, arching her back as he dug his fingers into her flesh and grazed his tongue over each one of her nipples. She went on to tell him that she was tired of him avoiding the subject, but it wasn’t long before a slew of noises left her mouth that were hardly verbal.

Jesse pulled Elise in closer against him and she put up her very best fight, causing the chair to buckle beneath him. His breathing was erratic as he forced her up and into his bed, climbing on top of her and placing his palm over her mouth to quiet her protests. Taking advantage of his newfound position above her, he forced her panties down her legs, grazing his fingertips over her wetness and pushing his way up between her knees.

Elise tossed her head back as Jesse lined his cock up with her core, daring her to protest. When she didn’t, he entered her all at once, gnawing his teeth into her flesh. She tensed beneath him, clenching her inner walls around him as he traced faint figures over her nipples with his tongue. Within seconds, her legs were wrapped around his torso and his face was flush against her bosom.

Elise gasped into him, shallow noises that made his cock throb even harder inside of her. He pressed his nails into her thighs as he thrusted, tangling his other hand in her hair. There would be marks there later but right now he didn’t care. He couldn’t breathe. All he could focus on was the sweet taste of her sweat as she convulsed beneath him. When his thoughts became too much for him to handle, he slowed his pace, and Elise put up a silent fuss as she tried to pull him back down against her.