Dirty Little Secrets: A Stepbrother Romance (19 page)

“You don’t need to do that,” I said as she worked up a lather.

“I don’t, but I want to. Unless you say no, please let me.”

Alix’s touch through the warm cloth was magic on my muscles, and I leaned back, sighing in pleasure. “As you wish, Princess.”

She started with my chest, using her hands to cup water over my skin before running the soapy cloth over my tired chest. She carefully avoided my wound, and then went to work on my shoulders and arms. “You had an idea, Kade?”

“I was thinking, after I recover a bit, there’s a very special thing that I want to get.”

“Oh?” she asked, reaching into the water before pulling back. Her shirt was getting soaked, so with little ceremony she pulled her blouse over her head, leaving her upper body bare except for the lacy bra she was wearing. “It’s one from home. What do you think?”

“I think it looks beautiful on you,” I said, admiring the emerald green, lacy cups. I could see the beginnings of her pink areolae through the top half-inch of lace.

Alix smiled and reached into the tub, lifting my right leg and working the washcloth over my calf and lower leg. “So . . . something special?”

“Yeah,” I said, gathering my thoughts after being distracted by the sight of her creamy cleavage. “I was thinking we could go to a jeweler.”

Alix looked up at me and smiled. “So you were serious when you said you wanted to marry me? It wasn’t just because we were naked and in the middle of sex?”

I rolled my eyes at her teasing. “I think you know me well enough to know that I have enough control of myself to not do that. Alix, I’m serious. I do want to marry you.”

“I want to marry you too,” Alix said, setting my right leg down and starting on my left. “But not here in California. After this thing with Sydney is over, the only time I want to come back here is to see Mom if she lets me, and my new baby sister or brother.”

I accepted her answer and sat back, relishing the feeling of Alix’s hand running over my body. She soon finished my legs and came back to my chest, leaving the cloth on the side of the tub to rub directly with her hands. “Kade.”

“Alix,” I said, looking up at her. A blond angel, her eyes filled with worry, love, desire, and more. “Hmm . . . Alix Prescott. Sounds nice.”

“I thought we could go with Kade Nova,” she teased, “Just to let everyone know who’s in charge in our relationship.”

I laughed and closed my eyes, relaxing in the feel of Alix’s hands running over my skin. She worked lower to my stomach, carefully stroking the edges of the wound, probably to work loose any last bits of scab that were stuck to the skin.

Alix’s right hand found my cock, and she wrapped her fingers around the mostly hard shaft. “What are you doing?” I asked, smiling through closed eyes as she started pumping slowly. “I thought you were waiting until after the bath, Princess.”

“I said after you were clean. Now I’m going to take care of all your needs.”

I groaned as Alix stroked my cock in her hand. Perhaps because of the pain of the past few days, maybe because of the fact that Alix was nearby in such a sexy state of half-undress, maybe just because I’m half-crazy, either through love or my natural inherent nature, but I needed her touch at that moment. I was hard as a rock, and the light pain in my ribs just added to my desire. “Alix . . . ”

Her hand squeezed and stroked, the water splashing lightly as she pumped my cock in her fist. “Kade, I love you. More than life itself,” she said, her hand speeding up. My hips lifted out of the water, trying to follow the maniacal pleasure of her strokes before falling back, trying to thrust into her soft, heavenly hand. “I want you to do something for me.”

“What?” I said, half opening my eyes to watch Alix’s intent face. She was alternating her eyes from my cock to my face, then back to my cock.

“There are so many things I’ve never done,” she said, half smiling as she saw that I was looking at her. “No man, even the silver-tongued ones, were able to talk me into them. I want to go to all those places with you. My body, my mind, my soul and my heart are yours. I’m going to do a first right now,” she said. Reaching across her body, she pulled the plug of the tub, letting water out until my entire cock was out of the water. Getting higher onto her knees, she bent over, her stomach pressed against the porcelain edge, and looked up at me. “In my mouth.”

I nodded, watching in dumbstruck awe and arousal as my angel wrapped her pink lips around the head of my cock. After the pumping she’d already given me, it didn’t take long. Her tongue massaged the head of my cock for barely a few seconds before I gave Alix a warning groan, and then my cock was erupting, hard and thick blasts in her mouth. It’d been three days since I’d last had a release, and there was a lot of it. I could see Alix’s eyes widen with surprise until it finally came to an end. Pushing back onto her knees, she looked me in the eyes, and I knew before she even did it what she was going to do.

Tossing her hair back, Alix looked at the sky and swallowed, her lean throat working visibly to swallow every drop of what was in her mouth. It was such a small thing, I guess. In the realm of sexual things we’d done, her swallowing a load wasn’t much on the standard scale of normality. But the emotional aspect added to the gravity of it all. I felt bad actually, as I could tell from the hard protrusion of her nipples and the way her thighs were pressed tightly together that she was as aroused as I’d been. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, taking her hand.

Alix opened her eyes to smile at me. “Why?”

“I’m in no condition to return the favor,” I said. “I want to, but I’m not able to yet.”

Alix grinned and stood up. “Then I guess you’re going to have to just tell me what to do while I take care of that myself,” she said.

V
ince was
a good sport the week we were in the hotel, giving me and Kade plenty of privacy when we needed it. Part of it was that Kade recovered his strength remarkably fast, so fast that even Doctor Harrington was surprised. “I’ve never seen a man recover as quickly as you have. Normally, what you had takes five days in the hospital, and then five or six weeks to fully recover. You’re less than ten days post-surgery, and you’re moving like a man who’s halfway through recovery already. What’s your secret?”

“Classic TLC,” Kade said, squeezing my hand. He was lying on his back while Harrington snipped the last of the sutures and pulled it out, then wiped away the tiny pinprick of blood that followed. “You know that makes everything better.”

Harrington glanced up at me and smiled. “The textbooks say different, but my mother would agree with you. In most instances, my mom knows a lot more than UCLA Medical School with disturbing frequency. Now let me help you sit up, and see how everything else is looking.”

“I’m just glad you didn’t have to put a tube in my bladder,” Kade said as I helped him up. Sitting up was still a bit painful for him, but he could do it if he had to by himself. “One of the nurses told me about that.”

“Didn’t have time for it,” Harrington said. “Besides, that’s more important when we’re going further down in the abdomen. You know, I have to say, Mister Prescott and Miss Nova, when the scandal broke, I wasn’t one of the people on your side. But seeing the way you two are together, who can stand in the way of that? Good luck, both of you.”

Harrington wrote up the last of his notes and offered his hand to Kade and me, who both shook with him. Leaving the hospital, Kade slowly stretched his arms over his head and smiled into the sunlight. “That feels better. It’s not a clean bill of health, but at least I can travel again.”

“We should get over to Rita’s and see how she and Vince are getting along,” I said, walking with Kade toward the parking lot. “Think there’s been progress?”

“On what?” he said with a smirk. “Finding Sydney, or the obvious fact to everyone but Vince that Rita has eyes for him?”

I had to laugh, it was funny. “I don’t think that Vince is aware because Rita wants to turn Vince into a sub,” I said. “He’s not used to that situation.”

“How do you know?” Kade asked. We got to the car and I stood by as he carefully got into the passenger seat of my BMW. “Did she tell you?”

“You were taking a nap two days ago,” I told him. “Remember, Rita had come by the hotel to give us all an update on what her friends had done, and Vince had gone out to get Mexican take-out? You went into the bedroom to take a quick nap, and Rita and I sat up and had a little bit of girl bonding time.”

I drove on in silence, twice opening my mouth to say something, then shutting it when I realized it didn’t matter.

We went up to Rita’s apartment, where I was surprised by what we found when we came in the door. Vince was clearly flustered and flushed, while Rita had a very self-satisfied look on her face. I cocked an eyebrow at her, and she winked. “How’s it going, guys?”

“The stitches are out, and I’m going to be sporting a pretty decent scar,” Kade said, chuckling as he gave me a look. He noticed Vince’s condition as well. “How about you guys?”

“We’ve got an opening,” Rita said. “He just used PayPal to put in an order online.”

“So what’s the hold up?” I asked, coming over and sitting on the bubble chair. “By the way, Vince, you okay? You look a bit flustered.”

“Yeah, it’s just . . . hot in here,” he said, fanning himself. “Excuse me.”

He left for the kitchen with Kade following, and I gave Rita a look. “Going well?”

“Very. Later?” Rita asked, looking like the cat that just had a full saucer of cream.

I grinned and nodded. “For sure. By the way, what did he order?”

“I don’t have that yet, but I will soon.” Rita tucked her legs underneath her and frowned. “Kade is recovering so quickly. That means you guys will be leaving for Portland soon, right?”

“Maybe,” I said. An idea struck me. “You know, you could come with us.”

Rita thought about it, then got out of her chair and came over to sit next to me on the arm of her bubble chair, leaning over slightly to keep her voice low. “You serious?”

“Why not?” I said with a small grin. “You said it yourself, your main work is via the Web. You could do it anywhere. Might as well be in Portland.”

“Hmmm, there’s a lot to offer in Portland,” Rita said. “Lots of interesting culture, cheaper cost of living, a pretty good Chinatown in its own right . . . ”

“And lots of good people who care about you,” I said. “And maybe . . . something more interesting too?”

“Maybe. We’ll see.”

Grinning, I patted Rita’s knee and went into the kitchen, where Vince and Kade were in deep conversation. “Hey guys, how’s it going? Are you feeling okay, Vince?”

“Yeah, a lot better,” Vince said, taking a deep pull of a bottle of water. “Don’t know what came over me.”

“Well, if you’re feeling better,” I said. “Kade, Rita and I had an idea. Uhm, could you do a favor for us?”

“Sure, what would you need?”

I thought quickly and grinned. “Dessert.”

Ten minutes later, Vince was giving Kade suspicious looks as he pushed Vince out the door, Kade talking quickly. “Come on, Vince, you know I’m not cleared to drive yet, and you don’t know how to get to Brentwood. Besides, Alix is right, it is the best damn cheesecake in the entire state. Before we leave, we need to have at least one for tonight and one to take back to Portland.”

I closed and locked the door behind them, then turned and went back into the living room. “You have that address yet?”

“I’m closer, but not quite. He’s smarter than I thought, but that’s okay. I’ll have the details of everything he ordered and his pickup address by the time the boys get back.”

“I noticed you said ‘our men’ when you asked me to send them out, so I assume you’ve got your eyes on Vince?” I said, gleeful. It had been years since I’d really had a girlfriend like this, someone I could just talk things over with.

“More than my eyes,” Rita replied. “God, he’s just so perfect, you don’t even know it. He’s strong, cute, smart, and yes, so trainable.”

“Is that so?” I asked, leaning back. “How do you know?”

“If you get a chance, check under his shirt. Those four scratch marks on his chest aren’t there by accident,” Rita said. Her computer beeped, and Rita looked up, going over to check her monitor. “Nope, not yet. Nearly there. Hey, I have a question for you.”

“Go ahead,” I said, leaning back.

“You invited me to Portland, and I’ll be honest that it sounds enticing. But if I do, that means I’m going to be close to you and Kade geographically. Is that okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” I asked. “Hey, do you have any fruit juice?”

“No, but I’ve got some chu-hi.”

“What’s that?” I asked. Rita got off the couch and walked into the kitchen, me following.

“Japanese flavored light alcohol. Kind of like wine coolers, but a lot less geezerish, and some of them are carbonated. Watch how much you put down, the flavor hides the booze well, but would you like one? I’ve got peach, lemon, cassis berry, and a cola one that I hate, but can’t bear to throw out since I had to pay the damn import fees on them.” Rita opened her fridge and squatted down, grabbing one out. “Cassis berry for me.”

“I’ll try the same,” I said, “but my limit is one. It’s still early in the afternoon, you know.”

“Meh, it’s after five in New York. Cheers.”

We cracked our cans open and toasted. I took a cautious sip before nodding. “Not bad. But back to why you think I might have a problem with you moving to Portland.”

Rita shrugged. “I guess. I mean, I know Kade and I were never exclusive, but . . . that sort of thing can get complicated. I’ve seen it happen.”

I laughed and put my arm around Rita, which was somewhat difficult considering I’m four inches taller than her. “Rita, I have no worries about that.”

“Why’s that?” Rita asked, putting her free arm around my waist and hugging tight.

“First, because you and I like each other. You’ve become a friend. Second, you could have sabotaged everything for me. You could have given me all sorts of bad advice, so that even if Kade and I had hooked up one time, it would have been only one time. Instead, you did the right thing, and you acted with nobility and respect. That’s the sort of person you are, even when you aren’t being a saucy, geeky sex kitten.”

“Saucy, geeky sex kitten? I like it, I should get that put on a t-shirt,” Rita said with a laugh.