My Future Stepbrother

Chapter 135

I turn to see Jayce, standing lent against the frame of the door in nothing but jeans and a black leather jacket. Why did he have to be shirtless too? Is this a drunken mirage?

“Yeah well it wasn't him I wanted to be kissing.” I look at him, the butterflies in my stomach awakening as his beautiful smile takes over his face. “What kind of costume is that? Have you come as sex on legs?” Fucking hell Aleah, horny much?


He pulls up the collar of his coat and poses at me. "I'm James Dean, obviously." Stepping in he kicks the door shut behind him before leaning back against it and swallowing deep as he looked over my outfit. "So who did you want to be kissing if not him? Because I will warn you, if Brie hadn't got there first, I'd already made plans to remove his pretty little head from his shoulders when I walked in and saw him looking at you like that."


I smirk, good to know the anger management hasn’t dulled his protective instincts. "Oh I didn't plan on kissing anyone, haven't you seen these things? I'm an angel remember." I turn around and wiggle my body to flap my wings at him, although I'm sure his views right now is focused a little south of that.


He steps to me in only two strides before his arms come into contact with my body. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here quicker, I had to wait for them to fall asleep to sneak out. Why won't you just let me tell them to fuck it? What can they really do? I'm fucking 18 now and I hate all this sneaking around bullshit."


I sigh. He knows why, we've spoken about it so many times now. I don't want my Dad to hate him or me, I just want everyone to get to a better place with each other, that requires us to at least look like we're playing by the rules. "Can we not get into this tonight again? Do you want to go back down and get a drink or something?"


He looks at me. "I don't drink anymore. What do you want to do?"


Right now I mostly want to screw your brains out until this all feels better. Is that an appropriate response? No? Didn't think so.

"I just want to have peace. This night was supposed to be me forgetting everything with my mates except it’s mostly been me watching them all happy in their perfect couples, getting hit on by drunk randoms and having the guy that's supposedly been my best friend for the last few weeks just confess that what he actually wants is to fuck me senseless and I don't know exactly how to cope with that soooo..."


Okay. Maybe that was a little too honest.


Jayce grabs my head, his hands holding tightly to face him. "Chad said what?! I thought you guys were good, there was like an understanding there?" Rage clearly building within him as his eyes glow with fire.


"Yeah so did I but he had a bit to drink and apparently all this flirty banter has been anything but, those feelings of his are growing into something else and I don't know what to do about that because I don't want to lose him, or you. I just want all this shit to stop for one fucking night and give me a rest."


Word vomit.


He looks down at me and I can sense his erratic pulse steadying, my hand places over the top of it against his bare chest. I don't want to fight right now, I just want to feel better. I've had enough if feeling confused, I've had enough of crying.


His eyes travel over me before returning too meet mine with a smirk spreading across his face. “I can do that.” 


Jayce grabs my hips, pulling me from the ground and laying me down on the soft silk sheets of Josh's bed, my back hitting hard before he climbs on top of me.

“Jayce what are you doing?”

His lips meet my neck. “Clearing your head.”

Am I going to let him do this? 

I run my hands over his shoulders, forcing his jacket off his arms and throwing it to the floor next to us before returning my hands across his chest, all the way down his abs and feeling the shiver that runs through him at my touch. I’ve missed his skin against mine, the way his warmth seeps into me. He always did know how to give me exactly what I want.


He leans down so our chests touch, his face above mine as he runs his fingertips from my ankle, all the way up my leg until it slides under my skirt and takes hold of the waistband of my underwear, his touch so gentle it causes a sea of goose bumps to follow the trail he makes.


His eyes look to where his hand sits under my skirt before returning to my eyes and I know he is asking for permission here. He could do this, he could make it all go away for a moment in the way only he knows how.


His lips approach mine, it's too intimate, too full of emotion. It's not what I want right now.

"Wait..." He pulls back. "..If we're going to do this you can't kiss my lips. This isn't us getting back together. I have an itch and you want to scratch it, that's all this can be. If you can't cope with that then walk away, now. It won't change anything between us and I'll understand."


I wait, I won't blame him for walking away but for me right now, this just has to be physical.


He looks back to his grip on my underwear and in one fluid motion he pulls them down to my ankles. I guess that means we're doing this...


His lips fall to my chest and start to kiss the delicate skin of my cleavage, sucking and nipping as he unfastens the hooks up the front until it opens and let's him full access to my hard nipples.


I kick off my panties, allowing my legs to part and pull him between them, my hand sliding down to his belt and unbuckling it. He grabs hold of my wrist. "Wait Lee, this isn't about me right now."


His lips return to my breast and suck in my hard bud, rolling it between his teeth whilst sucking gently, it's been so long since he touched me like this, my body reacts on instinct as I arch up into him and allow him to take more of me into his mouth. He's greedy, devouring me like its the final taste of me he'll ever get.


His hand comes up to my other nipple and starts to flick and pinch it in collaboration with what his mouth is doing, the moans I was holding back start to leak from my lips as the sensation in my core tightens, my pussy grinding against the bulge in his jeans.


I never want this to stop, my mind clears until all I feel is what he's doing to me. His lips leave my chest and start to kiss their way down my stomach, his hands sliding under my skirt and taking handfuls of my juicy cheeks, tilting my pelvis up towards him.


I can see him smile as he looks down at me, my pussy glistening with my fresh juices in the moonlight. "Hello old friend."


I want to laugh. Did he seriously just say hello to my cunt? But all thoughts of doing anything other than screaming leave me as his tongue licks down the length of my slit. I shake, the sensation of him being there so familiar it's like stepping back into the comfort of your own home after a long stay away.


His thumbs separate my lips and his tongue slips between them as he laps up every drop of wetness that covers my clit. My head spins, how does he always know what I want? He focuses on the spot he knows drives me crazy, teasing it with the tip of his tongue before gently sucking against it and giving a cheeky nibble with his teeth.


I grab his hair, my fingers pulling at the roots as he senses my urgency and stops teasing, instead flicking me in a frenzy before I feel two fingers enter me and I yelp and the sudden pressure. He starts to fuck me slowly, curling his fingers inside me each time as his tongue moves expertly to match the pace.


"Jayce..." His name leaving my lips seems to push whatever control he had off the bed as he starts to fuck me harder, his tongue increasing its pace and I have to grab the pillow from next to me to smother myself with, so everyone downstairs doesn't hear my screams.


I'm on the brink and he knows it, his pace doesn't slow as he feels me tighten around his hand until it almost becomes impossible for him to move.


My legs start to shake so hard they're practically kicking him until I feel my thighs hold hard against the sides of his head as my orgasm hits... and it's hard. I can feel myself coming against him, his fingers move slightly inside me and I scream as another wave of pleasure hits and forces my juices to come squirting out of me.


He maintains the position, rocking against me gently until he knows I have ridden it out to completion. I'm done, well and truly done. My head completely clear.


I can see Jayce smirking between my legs as he leans in and kisses against the swollen folds of my pussy, I shudder at the sensitivity of my body and it only makes his smirk bigger.


"You only said I couldn't kiss those lips, not these ones..."


As he continues to kiss along the skin I feel my sensitivity start to make way for more pleasure, the sound of his belt fully unbuckling forces my attention back to reality as he trails kisses back up to my chest and then my neck.


My nipples brush against him as my feet wrap around his hips and force down his pants and boxers until I push them all the way to his ankles, his massive hard cock springs free and presses against my core. He starts to run the tip between my dripping lips until he is coated in my juices.


His eyes meet mine, but they aren't raw or animalistic anymore... they're filled with love.

I realise in the same moment he does it was stupid of us to believe we could ever separate our bodies from our emotions, the pull between us is just too strong.


He lowers his head and stares down at my body before stopping.

"I can't do this Lee, I'm sorry. I can't be with you but not be with you. Right now I just want to make love to you and I know that's not what you're looking for. It can't be like this... we're meant to be together. We were made for each other. I can’t do it like this."

He’s right.


He steps out from between my legs, pulling my body with him so we lay next to each other face to face. His hand interlocks with mine and he pulls it to his lips. "Even your hand was built to fit perfectly in mine."


I push my other hand under his neck and pull his head to my chest, his ear resting over my heartbeat the way he's done to me so many times. "It’s okay... I wish I could... I just need more time. I want to be there now but I can’t make it happen, I'm sorry. I’m not angry or hurt. I'm just still scared. I'm terrified of giving you all of me again because I wouldn't survive losing you twice. It's different now too, so many other people could get hurt."


He pulls his head from my chest, leaving kisses from that spot up my neck until we come face to face again. "You will never lose me again. I'm yours Lee."


I pull our still connected hands to my mouth and kiss his knuckles one by one. Then we lay back down, staring into each others eyes, the beat of the music coming up through the floor the only reminder there is a world beyond this room.


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It was getting late, the party was clearing out and we knew it was only a matter of time before people came looking for us but neither of us wanted to leave as our body's held themselves against each other.


"You have to get back before they realise you’re gone and Tara ships you off to boarding school in Switzerland or something."


He laughs. "You watch too much Parent Trap."


I scoff. "It's a classic!... Can I ask you something though... before you go?"


He nods leaning down to the floor and grabbing his pants. "Why did you want Chad to take me to the dance? I could have gone alone or with Brie? Why him?"


He stops and turns to me. "He was going to ask you anyway, he spoke to me about it after I got back but it wasn't the right time with everything that happened. I just wanted you to know I was okay with it... Of course that was back when I thought he was keeping his thoughts about you to himself and just being there for you... Can I ask you something now?"


I nod, clipping my bustier back together. "If I hadn't said anything would you have still said yes? Were you happy he asked you?"


I take a deep breath. I honestly didn't know the answer to that question, I was never expecting him to ask me but I knew I couldn't go with Jayce, would I have said yes? "I'm not upset to be going with him, I don't know how I would have reacted if he'd asked me as a date but he didn't, he asked as a friend. Would you be happier if I was disappointed to be going with him?"


He smirks. "Maybe.” 

We get dressed and he sits back on the bed, pulling me into his lap. “At least I get to see you there, might even steal you for a dance if your date doesn't object."


I shove him and laugh.


Two months.

I can't believe it's been almost two months since Jayce said he loved me. It's been such a whirlwind since then.

Two months. I think this dance is going to be a night we'll all never forget...

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