Score - A Stepbrother Romance (12 page)

E
veryone knew that in a fight
, there were no draws. Not really. There was one winner and one loser, and I was never the loser.

Except when it came to Lina.

The other week, I thought I’d finally lost.

I’d had her in my arms, had my mouth on hers…and then she’d run away.
Again
. She’d avoided me for a week, and I’d been sure that she didn’t want me anymore, and that our kiss the other night had simply been an error in judgment for her. Another mistake. So as hard as it was, I’d tried to forget and gone back to my old ways. I’d had Tripp schedule me in for another fight tonight; an important one, too, against an old rival who’d been desperate to go up against me one-on-one again, so he could try to beat me this time.

I’d wanted to feel that euphoric rush of adrenaline flowing through me as I fought him again; the one thing I knew would make me feel good…although deep down, I knew there was something else that could make me feel just as good.
Someone
else.

Lina.

Then I saw her tonight, all sexed up in a frilly little black nightie and bright red lipstick as she blocked my exit from the house, and I’d known she still wanted me. She’d been waiting for me.

And now I was going to have her.

Fuck the fight.

I pressed my body against hers as I took her in my arms, and goose bumps erupted all over her arms as I stroked my fingers up and down her soft skin. She was breathing fast, like the dam of inhibition inside her had finally cracked open and all of her desires were spilling out in an uncontrollable torrent. I tightened my grip on her, sucking on her lower lip as she moaned, and I pulled away from our embrace for a second, watching her mouth fall open in a perfect ‘O’ shape of surprise as I pushed her up against the wall.

I grinned, clamping her hands up behind her head, and I could see everything she was feeling at once, written on her beautiful features. She was nervous, excited, hot, aroused, yearning…and I was exactly the same.

“Kiss me again,” she begged.

I took it slow, teasing her this time, trailing my mouth across her neck, earlobes and the side of her face. She shivered beneath my touch, and I groaned as her hand tentatively pressed against my crotch. I felt like an animal. I was out of control, and when it came to her, I always would be.

“Come on,” I murmured, unable to wait another second. “Let’s get you upstairs.”

Without giving her any warning, I scooped her up into my arms, and she gasped as I carried her upstairs before striding into my bedroom and switching the light on. I wanted to see every inch of her.

Then I was on her again. Clothes disappeared in a fevered frenzy of hands, and my fingertips roamed all over her body, devouring every inch of her skin.

She pulled back a moment later, standing before me and gazing up at me, her pupils dilating as my hands coasted over her perfect tits. I squeezed them, kneaded them, rolled her nipples around in my fingers, and then I lowered my mouth to them, taking one of her stiff nipples in my mouth.

She gasped as I sucked on it and then ran her hand through my hair, gripping it and pulling me against her until I nibbled on her breast, making her cry out. My fingers made their way down her stomach, and finally, they arrived at the last piece of fabric covering her body. Her little black thong.

I got down on my knees, and with my teeth, I pulled her thong down. She let out a nervous giggle, as if she hadn’t been expecting that. With my hands, I helped her step out of the underwear, and finally she was fully nude, her perfect pussy staring me right in the face.

I looked up at her, watching as she bit her lower lip in anticipation. Christ, she smelled so fucking good, and I knew she’d taste even better.

I hovered between her legs, and she squirmed as I moved even closer, my hot breath teasing her. I slid my tongue up through her soft folds, drawing a circle around her clit, and she let out a soft moan and leaned her hands back on the dresser behind her for support. My cock was already so hard it ached, and I wrapped my hands around Lina, grabbing her ass and pulling her pussy closer to me. I wanted to taste every inch of her sweetness and make her scream out loud, over and over again.

I’d never wanted to make a girl this happy before. I’d always made sure other girls I’d been with in the past enjoyed it, but I’d never cared about them on this deep of a level. With Lina, I didn’t just want to give her an orgasm. I wanted to give her everything.

My heart thumped like crazy in my chest as my tongue continued to dance over her clit, and she spread her thighs wider for me, giving me more access to her body. Her fingers twined in my hair, pulling me closer still, and I moved my tongue faster, licking and sucking on her clit like it was the last meal I’d ever have. Fuck, I could have done this forever, spurred on by her soft moans and trembling legs. She didn’t even know how fucking hot she was.

Her whole body began to writhe a moment later, and she pushed her hips forward, sucking in air like crazy as my tongue continued its assault on her clit. I kept my rhythm steady, pulling her higher and higher, and then I slid one finger up to her entrance, drawing a desperate whimper from her lips. She was so tight, and every inch of her shook and shuddered as I slid the finger in, feeling her warm walls close around me.

I pulled my mouth away from her pussy for just a second and looked up at her. Her eyes were closed now, and her lower lip was clamped between her teeth as if she knew she would scream the house down if she didn’t keep quiet.

I massaged her front wall with my finger and returned my mouth to her clit, working it with my tongue again. I could feel every muscle she had tightening as she drew closer and closer to the edge, so I sped up my efforts, and finally she let go, moaning like crazy as her body began to jolt.

“Oh…oh, God!” she groaned. I kept going, licking her through her climax, and her walls clenched around my finger as she kept coming and coming.

Finally she pushed me away, too sensitive for me to keep going. I rose to my feet and kissed her neck before pressing my mouth back down on hers, and she whimpered, tasting herself on my lips.

“Please,” she whispered, breaking away. “I want more. I want you…”

I picked her up again and threw her down on the bed, and she skittered up to the top, pressing her knees together.

“Don’t be shy now,” I said with a grin. “You weren’t two minutes ago.”

She smiled and watched as I grabbed a condom from one of my drawers, and the pungent smell of latex hit my nose as I tore open the packet.

“You sure about this?” I said sliding it down over my cock and giving her a questioning look.

She looked down at my cock as if suddenly realizing it was there for the first time. “It’s…it’s so big,” she said.

Well, she certainly knew how to flatter a guy…

“We can stop all this right now if you don’t want to do it. I want you to be comfortable,” I replied.

She shook her head and patted the bed beside her. “No. I want to. Get over here.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice.

I jumped onto the bed, pressing my weight down on my elbows as I slid up between her legs. Her skin was already coated with a thin sheen of sweat, and I reached down between her legs again, drawing out her juices and spreading them all around her entrance. Then I grabbed my cock and held it right there, and she swallowed hard.

“Do it,” she whispered.

I pressed inside her in one hard movement, and she gasped and dug her nails into my back. Every inch of her trembled as I stretched her and filled her, and she threw her head back, moaning and whimpering as I began to slide myself in and out of her in a steady rhythm.

I crushed my lips on hers again, silencing her moans, and she kissed me back. Hard. I slowly withdrew from her, and she pulled away from the kiss and demanded I keep going, so I grinned and ever-so-slowly inched back inside her, making her dig her nails into my back even harder.

“I said…keep…going,” she demanded.

“Well, if you insist on controlling everything…” I replied.

I slid out and grabbed her arms as I rolled over, and with a yelp of surprise, she found herself on top of me. She got used to being there right away, and she smiled and planted her hands on my chest, holding herself steady as she straddled me and lowered herself back onto my cock.

She began to ride me, slow and steady at first, then built up to a crescendo, moans spilling from her lips as she ground her clit against my pubic bone. For a moment, all I could hear was the slapping sound of our sex, skin against skin.

I was in fucking heaven. Literally.

She looked down at me, right into my eyes, and as she came again, I knew she was the only girl I’d ever want, ever again. No one could even come close to her.

I held her hips as her body began to slow, distracted by her second climax, and I kept thrusting into her, pumping her up and down on me until my own pleasure began to announce itself in a rush of heat up to my groin.

But I didn’t want to come just yet. Oh no, I wanted to keep this going as long as possible.

I pulled out of her and growled an order at her. “On your knees.”

She turned around, and I roughly grabbed her, pressing my throbbing tip back up to her entrance.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Fuck me like this.”

I began to push inside her, and in this position, she was tighter than ever. I grabbed her ass as I slid in, slapping it, making her gasp, and then I started to fuck her hard, slamming inside her as her body shook. The whole bed was moving now, and she was almost hitting the headboard, but I held her hips and kept her steady and out of harm’s way as I buried myself in her, over and over.

“Chase!” she cried out as I fucked her with wild abandon. “Oh…God…”

I reached between her legs, finding her clit, and then I leaned down and growled into her ear. “You fucking love this, don’t you?”

She nodded wildly, and I kept rubbing her swollen pearl as I fucked her harder and harder, faster and faster.

“Fuck, you’re so hot. Come on my cock,” I ordered.

“Oh….oh!”

My words were enough to send her crashing over the edge again, and her inner muscles clenched down on me, sending white-hot pleasure shooting up from my balls.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, pulling her back on my cock one more time. My dick throbbed and twitched inside her, and finally, I pulled out and rolled onto my back.

We spent the next three minutes lying there in silence, trying to catch our breath.

“Oh God…that was so wrong,” Lina finally gasped out. “Our parents would murder us if they knew.”

I grinned. “Well, you know me. I kinda like doing the wrong thing.”

She bit her lower lip before replying. “I kinda liked it too…”

I growled and wrapped her in my arms again, crushing my mouth down on hers.

And then it started all over again…

I
was happy
.

Even though I was doing the wrong thing, even though I knew the honeymoon period would end sooner or later…a smile was permanently plastered on my face, and I felt something warm in the pit of my belly. Happiness. So deeply rooted in me that I wondered how I would ever live without it again.

That evening, Chase kept sneaking glances at me and winking as we got ready. My cheeks were constantly flushed; making my Mom worry I was coming down with something.

We were getting ready for a campaign donor dinner at our house. It was a big and important event for Peter, and a press team had prepped all of us. The house was spotless, the catering company my Mom used to work for had provided an amazing spread, and it was going to be a great night.

I didn’t even protest once when I had to get ready, and I put on my beautiful gown and cast a satisfied look in the mirror. It was a long but tight crimson dress along with heels and pantyhose, and while my Mom wasn’t looking, I replaced the pantyhose with thigh-high stockings, thinking how I’d surprise Chase with them later.

As the doorbell rang, we all exchanged nervous smiles and I took Lily’s hand, going to greet the first guests. Soon, the event was in full swing, champagne glasses clanking together and laughter sparkling up in every corner of the room.

“You look stunning, Lina,” my Mom whispered in my ear as she brushed past me, and we exchanged smiles. She was beaming, and once again I realized she was happier than I’d ever seen her.

I knew she’d been happy with my Dad, but for all my life, he’d been sick and needed constant care. He’d been optimistic, even though cancer had claimed his life in the end. Mom had always been by his side, and even now, I never doubted her love for him, but I knew she was happy with Peter, too.

Lily looked precious, running around in her cute pigtails and sweeping the floor with her long floral dress. Goldie was up in her room, and I kept catching Lily trying to sneak upstairs to cuddle her. Such a little rascal.

Chase was busy mingling with guests, and I lived for those stolen glances between us. I knew I looked different all dressed up, and I couldn’t wait to show him more of myself, as naughty as that was.

We spoke for the first time that day when we both hit up the refreshments table. I was just reaching for a glass of OJ when I felt a warm hand on the small of my back.

“Hello, gorgeous,” he growled in my ear. I looked up into his blue-grey eyes, the very ones I’d been lost in the previous night. The thought alone made me blush deeply.

“Hello,” I replied shyly.
It’s now or never,
I thought nervously, bending down to dust off a piece of imaginary fluff from my shoes. I made sure to show Chase my stockings as my dress rode up, my hand resting provocatively on my inner thigh as I revealed an inch of skin.

Just enough, it seemed, because Chase grabbed my arm and pulled me closer as soon as a diamond-clad women left the table where the food was laid out.

“You look beautiful, Miss Diaz,” he told me with a grin. “I can’t help but think this is a ruse to get you out of the party, though.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well…” Chase made sure we were alone, pretending to pick something up from the table as he growled in my ear. “I’ll have to drag you upstairs now to rip that dress off you. I’m very sorry, but it looks like you’ll have to miss the rest of this event.”

“Chase!” I protested, but he merely grinned at me, motioning for me to meet him upstairs.

As wrong as it was, I found myself taking the stairs two at a time as soon as I excused myself from the party. Chase had truly gotten under my skin…and now I needed him to get under my dress, too.

I was wandering the hall when I saw that the door to Peter’s office was ajar. Strolling in, I found Chase standing next to the window, looking more handsome than ever in his designer suit. I took a moment to drink him in – his chiseled features, the broad shoulders. Expensive fabric hid the ink I knew covered his skin, and his usually unruly hair was slicked back.

He was dangerously handsome…and as soon as he spotted me in the room, he was dangerously close to me.

We collided in the middle of the room, giving me just enough time to close the office door behind us. Chase’s mouth met mine; hot, needy and demanding, and his hands were all over me, touching me in places that made me blush.

“I need you right now,” he growled in my ear, taking a break from the exposed skin on my neck. “You little tease. I did warn you that your teasing would get you in trouble one day…”

I grinned, my fingers hooking in the belt loop of his trousers. I pulled them down, and his cock greeted me in his boxer briefs, hard and ready for me.

“I couldn’t resist getting in trouble. And I knew you couldn’t either…” My voice was hoarse and I looked Chase right in the eyes before dropping to my knees. He was leaning against the office desk, his breathing hard as I pulled down his boxers in one swift motion.

His cock sprang free, thick and ready for me. I licked my lips and his fingers wound into my hair as I moved closer. I’d wanted to do this for ages, but in the weeks since we’d first made love, I hadn’t had the guts.

“Are you sure?” he asked, the undertone in his voice begging me to say yes.

My eyes shot up and I gave him a devilish grin as I reached for the tip of his cock, making him growl out loud. “I’m damn sure,” I said, and then my mouth touched his swollen tip.

He was so hard, his skin like velvet. I could taste a drop of precum on his tip; the pearl of moisture glistening and begging me to lap it up. I did just that, my tongue teasing his cock into my mouth.

With Chase’s fingers wound tightly in my hair, I started to lick. I couldn’t hold back, and in mere seconds, I felt his tip hitting the back of my throat as he groaned out loud. He was big; too big for me to fit his whole cock in my mouth…but it felt so good to finally taste him and have him in my mouth, licking his length as it throbbed with need for me.
Just me.

I’d always been too shy to do this, even with the one boyfriend I’d had before Chase. He’d begged and begged me to do oral, yet I could never be persuaded. With Chase, it felt natural, and I wanted it to happen so badly. He tasted so good; forbidden fruit with a salty tang from his precum. So wrong…so deliciously wrong.

My head bobbed as I sucked him in, and soon Chase’s growls got louder and louder. I felt him growing in my mouth, his cock becoming even thicker, the veins throbbing and threatening to release their load right in my mouth.

“Can’t fucking hold on any more,” Chase growled, pulling on my hair gently to make me stop. We came eye to eye, and he groaned as I licked my lips and fingers, still wet from taking him deep. “Desk. Bend over. Right now.”

It wasn’t a request.

My legs could barely hold my weight as I walked over to the desk and bent over it so my butt was exposed to Chase’s watchful gaze. He walked over to me, reaching me in two long steps. I felt his eyes on my skin, and then his hand found my butt, slapping it gently.

“Oh God,” I groaned, my cheeks flushing as he grabbed ahold of me. Before I could react, Chase had pulled up the fabric of my dress and slid down my thong, revealing my skin and my dripping wet pussy.

In any other scenario, I would’ve felt embarrassed. I would’ve been scrambling to my feet, ready to walk out of the room because I wasn’t the one in control. Yet this time around, I was more than willing to let him have his way with me. I wanted it, craved it.

I could feel Chase’s eyes burning into the back of my neck, and his hands pulled me closer until the tip of his thick cock bumped against me. I moaned out loud.

“Please, Chase.” My voice was hoarse as I begged him to take me. “I can’t wait. Please fuck me…right now!”

“Right away, princess,” he growled, stroking my cheeks as I begged him to do more. Then, with a single thrust of his thick cock, he was inside me, and I was squirming against his thickness. “Oh fuck, you feel so good…”

He claimed me with his cock, deep and unrelenting thrusts almost taking me right over the edge. I was so hot for him I couldn’t even hold back, and before even a minute had passed, I felt myself on the precipice, just seconds away from falling.

“I’m about to come,” I moaned. “I’m sorry, I can’t hold on...”

“That’s right, princess,” Chase growled in my ear, taking hold of my hips as he plunged even deeper. I moaned, my whole body shaking as he fucked me. “Come for me, come on my cock…”

I did as I was told, pleasure rocking my body and making me shake. It was so good…every single time. It actually seemed to get better and better each time we made love; the pleasure more intense with each thrust of Chase’s hips. And I knew he wasn’t done, either.

I’d just recovered from my orgasm when I heard something—an intrusive noise down the hall, something that made my blood freeze in my veins.

“Chase, someone’s coming,” I whispered, panic taking over as I moved away.

Chase cursed out loud, quickly pulling up his pants, and I scrambled to get to the other side of the desk, hiding under it just in time. The next second, the door to the office flew wide open and all I could see from my position was a pair of expensive loafers.

“Chase! There you are.”

My heart thumped so loudly it was a small wonder they didn’t hear it. I’d recognize that voice anywhere…