Stepbro (5 page)

My first day at Atlas as Drake's executive assistant turned out to be nothing like I expected. He wasn't even around. I wasn't too excited to work as a secretary considering I just graduated with a Bachelor's degree but it was my only option.

I had already gone through most of the training with my manager, Isabella. She was really nice but reminded me of a gremlin. I got along with her as long as I didn't stare directly at her face.

Isabella surprised me from behind. “Hey Sophia! How are you settling in?”

“I'm doing surprisingly well!” I exclaimed.

“Great” Isabella replied. “Don't forget you have dinner with Drake tonight.”

“Wait, what?!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah, you didn't you know? He always takes new employees out to dinner on their first day.”

My heart began to race. Dinner alone with him?! I was sure that rule didn't apply to me. There was no way he was going to take his stepsister out for dinner.

“Yeah I doubt it's going to happen,” I muttered.

“You're pretty lucky getting to be Drake's executive assistant. He just doesn't hire any girl to do that.” Isabella's eyes followed down the line of my massive cleavage and I started to blush. I brushed the bangs out of my eyes. She had no clue that Drake was my stepbrother.

“I guess I am pretty lucky,” I replied, hoping she would leave me alone now.

“Anyway, I gotta get back to work. Enjoy dinner! If you have any other questions just come by my office!” Isabella said as she hurried away.

I checked my mirror again to make sure I didn't smudge any of my makeup. Just then, I heard a voice behind me.

“How's your first day going, Sophia?”

I snapped my compact shut and nearly closed my finger inside it. I looked up and there he was –tall, dark, and smoldering. Drake was just standing there smiling at me. My brain short-circuited and I couldn't get any words out. I was trying to form some sort of logical reply but all that came out was a monotone, “Yes.”

“The day's going okay, Drake.” At least I was able to form a whole sentence that time. We shook hands and enormous bouts of electricity flowed through my body. It felt like having a thousand tiny orgasms all at once. I started to sweat heavily and my cheeks became flushed. I'd never felt that way around him before. What was happening to me?

“I hope Isabella has trained you on everything?”

I found it hard to keep eye contact with him but tried to act normal. “She's been really great. I think I got a handle on it all.”

“Yeah just don't expect any special treatment since your family.”

“Of course. I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Drake.”

Drake ignored my remark. “So are we on for dinner tonight?”

“Really? I didn't think you'd want to take me.”

“Sophia, just because we've been enemies for years doesn't mean we can't go out and share a meal together.”

“Then dinner sounds nice.”

“Great! Meet me outside at five o' clock.”

Drake gave a small wave as he walked away and I barely got my palm up to return the gesture. Drake was being nicer than normal and I couldn't put my finger on why. I checked the clock: 3 pm. Two hours to get myself together.

I hurried to the bathroom and took a couple of deep breaths in front of the mirror. It didn't look like I was sweating before, thankfully. I took a couple more breaths. “You can't like him, Sophia, he's your stepbrother,” I said out loud. Drake was handsome, smart, and sexy. But he was also a cocky asshole. I didn't feel convinced. I left the bathroom and bee-lined it to Isabella's office.

“Hey Isabella! Can I ask you a question abo—"

“Sophia, don't worry you'll be fine. Just be yourself,” Isabella interrupted. I decided not to bring up that fact that Drake was my brother. It was better if the whole office didn't know about my home life.

“Thanks Isabella, I was freaking out a bit but I think I'll be fine.”

“No worries. He's a really down-to-earth guy so I know you'll have a great time.” I don't know who she was referring to but the Drake I knew was anything but down-to-earth.

I left Isabella's office and I took a seat back at my desk. I stared off into space thinking about the dinner ahead when a sweet image of Drake kissing me popped into my mind. I tried to shoo it away with a shake of my head. No, it's wrong. He's forbidden, off limits. I shouldn't be thinking about that stuff.

More images flashed before my eyes –his lips touching mine and his hands caressing my voluptuous breasts. I pictured him undressing me slowly and I could feel a wetness between my thighs. Drake's hand moved slowly up my... The phone at my desk rung loudly and I was jolted out of my fantasy.

Oh god, I needed sex.

I've only “done it” once before and you can barely call what we did “sex”. It was five years ago, right after prom. Johnny Masden asked me to the dance and I was genuinely shocked. He was one of the scrawny nerds so he wasn't the most attractive and we had never really talked beforehand. But I was still surprised he asked. I'd never been asked to a dance before because I was considered one of the “big girls.” The prom itself was alright, we danced and ate food. It felt pretty awkward throughout the night but what happened afterward took the cake. We went back to Johnny's old Mazda which was a sorry excuse for a prom limo. We got in and he started kissing me right away. I didn't really feel a connection with him at all and even when we danced, he barely put his hands on me. Even though I wasn't attracted to him, my body was telling me, “Go for it!”

I grabbed Johnny and practically threw him into the backseat. I could feel his hard but small cock through his pants and I slowly started to unzip them. Johnny grabbed my tits and I got really excited. I forcefully pulled his cock out of his pants and began stroking it.

“Ohhhh my God,” Johnny whispered.

There wasn't much room in the backseat but I made it work. He started to lift up my dress and I took off my thong. He didn't really know where to put his dick so I helped him guide it into my dripping pussy. I felt a little bit of pain at first, but the extreme pleasure made up for it. Unfortunately, before I knew it, it was over. A couple of pumps and Johnny was spent. I swear it was over in ten seconds. I guess I couldn't complain since I hadn't had anything since then.

As I came out of my daydream I realized that it was a quarter to five and I was supposed to meet Drake downstairs in fifteen minutes. I got my bag and ran to the bathroom. I fixed my outfit and double-checked my makeup.

“Don't be a goob tonight, Sophia.” I said aloud to myself. “It's just dinner.” But as I heard myself say it, I knew it wasn't going to be “just dinner.” This was going to be dinner with someone important. I took the elevator down and made it outside to find Drake standing in front of a limo.

“Sophia, your chariot awaits,” Drake mused with a smile. He opened the door for me and followed me into the limo. At this point, I was so nervous my palms were sweating buckets.

“Where are we going to dinner?” I asked.

“Can't it be a surprise?” Drake replied with a smirk.

Around the corner we pulled up to Ryuu, one of the most upscale Japanese restaurants in
the US.

“Oh my god, are we going to Ryuu!?” I screamed at Drake.

Drake laughed at me for a little bit. “Don't you need a reservation months in advance?” I asked incredulously.

Drake smiled at me. “Sophia, I own the place. I don't need a reservation.”

“Mom and Dad never told me you owned a restaurant.”

“They probably didn't want to make you feel any worse about your life than you already did.”

“Oh very funny,” I said, giving him a playful shove.

Drake got out of the car and reached out for my hand to help me out. Again, the electricity flowed through me like a million bolts of lightning. We made eye contact and I could tell Drake was feeling the same thing. Drake took me to his private table which was separated from the rest of the dining room.

“This place looks fantastic!” I told Drake.

Drake chuckled. “I'm glad you like it.”

“So what made you want to buy up a restaurant?” I inquired.

“Actually I didn't plan on it. I came here to eat once and I loved it so much I had to buy the place on the spot.”

I awkwardly laughed at Drake and I had to remind myself again not to be a goob. The waiter arrived but I wasn't sure what to order since the whole menu was in Japanese. I grimaced and tried to make out what things were by looking at the pictures. Drake could tell instantly I was struggling.

“I'll have the Tuna Tataki and the lady will have the Kobe beef filet.” Drake kept eye contact with me as he ordered the food which really turned me on. The man was so confident and charming that I started to wonder why he was spending his evening with me.

“So how do you like being a secretary?” he asked.

“Well I didn't imagine myself doing this right out of college. I couldn't believe how hard it was to find a job.”

Drake smiled at me. “I think it took a lot of guts to come for me to help.” God that smile made me melt like butter.

“Believe me, I tried my best to stay away. But I figured I needed to swallow my pride and accept your help.

“There's lots of ways to move up the ladder, so don't think you have to be my secretary at Atlas for the rest of your life.”

I laughed. “Well I don't know if I'll stay at Atlas but I damn well know I won't be doing your errands for eternity.”

But my laughter was cut short as I felt a soft brush against my ankle. The feeling slowly crept up my leg and I shuddered. I looked under the tablecloth to see Drake's foot gently rubbing against my leg. Drake's bright blue eyes sparkled. I couldn't believe what was happening! But he was with my my stepbrother!

Was I daydreaming again? How could a man like this be attracted to me? Doesn't matter! Just go with the flow, Sophia! I played footsie with him under the table but you wouldn't be able to tell what was going on by the way we acted above the table.

Our food came shortly and it looked absolutely amazing. I was afraid to eat it because it looked so beautiful and I didn't want to tarnish it. I got out my phone and took a picture of the dish. The first bite felt like an orgasm in my mouth. I couldn't help but moan a little with each bite. My eyes were watering because it was the best thing I'd ever tasted. I could tell that my quiet sounds of ecstasy were getting Drake excited.

“The dessert here really is to die for, but I might have to cut our dinner a little short tonight,” Drake said.

My heart skipped a couple beats. I thought everything was going really great. Was it something I said? What did I do wrong?

Before I could dwell on it, Drake's mouth turned up. “Want to go back to my place for a drink?”

I was caught speechless and I couldn't find any words.  All I was able to pull off was a nod of my head.

Drake waved for the waiter to come over and gave him a few one hundred dollar bills. And just like that, we were back in the limo and on our way to Drake's place. I slipped back into my daydream I had earlier in the day and felt my panties getting moist.

We pulled up to the Atlas office building and I was confused for a second. Why did he take me back to his office? Thoughts ran through my head that this night could all be a joke. Everyone I ever knew was going to be inside that building, pointing and laughing as I walked through the door. An elaborate prank was definitely something Drake would do. 

Then I realized that Drake probably owned the entire building and lived on one of the floors. He helped me out of the limo and we got in the elevator. Drake put a key in and then hit the letter “P” for Penthouse.

The elevator took us to the top floor of the building which was right above his office and opened up to reveal the most amazing apartment I'd ever seen.  The 360 degree view from here was even better than his office. This floor felt a lot more comfortable. There were no walls but definite rooms. A bed and nightstand stood in one corner, a library and desk in another. A giant fireplace in the center connected the whole floor together and a fire was already cackling in it.

As we stepped out Drake said, “Lights on” and all the lights turned on automatically. It was the perfect mix of modern and classic décor. “Want something to drink?” Drake asked. He walked to the gigantic fridge that looked like it held food for a sumo wrestler.

“I'll have whatever you're having,” I replied.

I took a seat at the bar while I watched Drake uncork a wine bottle. Something about the “pop!” of the cork and his subtle smile made me feel lightheaded. He handed me the glass of red wine and I went to go check out the view.

“Wow I don't think I've ever seen the city from this high up before. It almost looks unreal...like a picture from a magazine.”

I didn't hear Drake reply but I felt his hot breath along my neck as he came up behind me. He wrapped his arms around me. “You smell godly,” he said as he took in my perfume.

I tried to say thank you but all that managed to come out was, “Thaak yooo.”

Drake started to kiss my neck and my body went into overdrive. He turned me around slowly and I closed my eyes as he put his lips on mine. They were soft and tasted like wine. Whatever electricity I felt when I touched his hand was multiplied by a million when we kissed. I felt incredibly wet and all I wanted was for him to bend me over and stick his cock inside me right then! He started kissing my neck again and my moaning was getting louder and louder as his hands found my breasts. He pushed my huge tits together and kissed my cleavage like a savage.

He came back up and whispered in my ear, “I've wanted to do that ever since I met you.”

I pushed him away. “Then why did you make jokes about me all the time. Why did you spread that rumor about me having crabs.”

Drake looked away and stared outside. “I couldn't handle it when I found out you liked that baseball pitcher. Spreading that rumor was the only way to keep you for myself.” Drake approached me and I stepped back. “I've loved you since we were kids.”

My heart melted. “I've loved you too, Drake. Ever since you moved in the next room next to mine.” He embraced me and kissed me passionately on the lips. “I want you so bad,” I bellowed.

“Lights to twenty percent,” Drake said aloud. The lights began to dim slowly until I could only see a few feet in front of me. Drake took my hand and led me to the bedroom. He had a king-sized bed set in a wooden frame with black silk sheets. Thoughts of my naked body on those sheets filled my mind. Drake started unbuttoning my blouse and I unbuttoned his collared shirt. He saw my breasts in a black bra and his eyes lit up. I guess I chose the right bra this morning. It was just a little too small and made by boobs look like they were exploding outwards.

“God I love curvy women,” Drake said. Again, he started touching my breasts and kissing them. He spun me around and unzipped my skirt, slowly bringing them down my legs to expose my butt. He kissed my ass and then spanked each cheek. He turned me around, forcefully and fast, surprising me with a kiss on the lips. I brought my hand down and found the outline of his throbbing cock within his pants.

I unzipped his pants and his huge dick burst out. I couldn't help but gasp at how big it was. I ran my fingers up and down his shaft which made Drake moan aloud. I pulled his pants and boxers all the way down, brushing my head against the side of his leg, as Drake unhooked my bra. Seeing my bare breasts made Drake eyes go big and he got on his knees and started sucking and licking my nipples. I felt a heat rush all over me. He came up slowly and pushed me down onto the bed. He pulled my thong off and grazed my inner thighs with the tips of his fingers.

“I'm so wet right now, Drake,” I murmured.

Drake's wandering fingers found my pussy and he slipped two of his fingers inside me. Curving his fingers, he went in and out with more and more force. The intensity was building so fast, I couldn't think straight and my legs began to shake. 

“Ohhh Drake, right there. Right there!” I screamed. My body convulsed from the orgasm and I could barely catch my breath. I felt dizzy but all I wanted was more.

“I want to taste you,” Drake said breathlessly. Drake's mouth met my clit and magic happened. His tongue went in all directions around my fleshy hood and I couldn't stop moaning.

“Ohhh don't stop, don't stop!!!!” I cried. My body exploded with ecstasy like I had never felt before. My body was pulsing and my mouth was dry from all of the screaming. “Ohh my god Drake, I don't know if I can take anymore.”

“The night has barely begun,” he announced. Before I could even reply, he stood up from the bed and pulled my head toward his big meaty cock. I had never gone down on a guy before but I knew it wasn't rocket science. I put his huge cock slowly into my mouth, feeling my tongue against it. Drake moaned loudly. I couldn't fit the whole thing in but I made do. I slipped him in and out and rubbed it around my lips. Drake's moaning was getting louder and I wasn't sure what to do next. Drake picked me up and threw me back onto the bed.

“Brother, I need you to fuck me now!” I pleaded with him. He slowly got on top of me and spread my legs wide open with his hands. He slowly slipped his throbbing unprotected cock into my soaking wet pussy. I couldn't handle the pleasure. His cock felt so hard and it filled every inch of me.

“Ohh fuck!” I roared. My veins burst with ecstasy. I was surprised that I came so quickly from Drake entering me. I'd already came three times in a row which is more than I've ever done by myself. Drake pushed his cock deep inside me and I screamed so loud from the pleasure that I'm sure people on the moon could hear me.

“I want you on top,” Drake growled. We switched positions and I mounted him in a frenzy. “Sophia, I want you to ride me hard.” he commanded. He was a little bit more forceful then previously but that just turned me on even more. I slowly let his pulsing shaft fill my pussy and then I started to go up and down faster and faster. My boobs were bouncing up and down and Drake's hands were all of over them.

“Sophia, I'm going to come soon! I want you to come with me!” As Drake said that I felt an immediate rush of ecstasy and tried to hold off my orgasm as long as possible. The pleasure was just too intense, I couldn't hold back any longer.

Drake moaned and bit his bottom lip. I let it rush over me and I came too. Drake's warm cock felt like a fountain inside me as my body convulsed from my own orgasm. That was the best I'd ever felt in my whole life. I don't think anything could ever match that experience. I got off Drake slowly and collapsed next to him on the bed. My body was completely exhausted and I could feel his come running down my thighs. I wanted to get up to clean myself up but I couldn't even move. I looked over at Drake and he gave me a charming, wistful smile.

“You were amazing.” he said. He looked so good next to me, just playing with my hair. I tried to respond but my body and mind were too tired. All I was able to accomplish was a smile and a sigh before I drifted into sleep.

The sun crept across the bedroom sheets. I woke up, stretched out, and smiled – the dream I had was so incredible and real. I wanted to fall right back asleep and relive it. My eyes flung open and I realized that it wasn't a dream at all. I was still in Drake's apartment! The memories flooded back of amazing things that happened the night before. I looked over and Drake wasn't in bed.

Bad thoughts raced through my head. Was this just a one night stand to him? Did he lie to me about loving me? He must have let me sleep in while he went to work.

“Oh shit! Work!” I jolted out of bed and started getting dressed. I looked at the time and saw I was already an hour and a half late. “Fuck, Isabella is going to kill me!” I raced to the bathroom and clumsily brushed my hair with one of Drake's combs. I got out his toothbrush and jammed the brush around my teeth.

I'll just go down to work right now and hopefully no one will notice that I'm wearing the same outfit as yesterday, I thought.

I left the bathroom and made a quick run through to make sure I didn't leave anything behind. As I stepped out of the bedroom, I saw Drake across the room in the kitchen.

“Hey sister, how did you sleep?” Drake asked from across the room. I walked towards the kitchen and smelled breakfast cooking.

“Hope you like bacon and eggs,” Drake sung.

I smiled and nodded. “Of course!”

“Or... we could go for Round 2?” Drake looked at me dangerously. I bit my bottom lip, took a deep breath, and started unbuttoning my blouse...