Stepbrother Forever: A Stepbrother Romance (10 page)

Tears
begin to stream down my cheeks. I feel like such a fool. Now he is leaving and
it will be so long before we have a chance to explore our feelings—if ever. By
trying to play it safe, I lost any chance we had.

“Don’t
cry, Eve,” Ryan says, taking my hand and smiling gently. “I will always be
there for you. I just want you in my life, even if this is as far as things
go.”

“It’s
not that,” I start, searching for the right words. “Since we’ve been here, it’s
just… different. I’ve been having these feelings… I didn’t want to tell you. I
didn’t want to fuck things up. Now I feel like that’s exactly what I did.”

“No,”
Ryan says, waiting for me to look at him again. “No. You didn’t, Eve.
Everything is perfect.”

“Perfect?”
I say, staring at him. “How can you even say that? You’re leaving,” I finish,
starting to cry once more.

Ryan
smiles at me again. He leans over and reaches his hand up to my face, softly
wiping the tears from my cheek. He does the same with the other cheek then
gently holds my face as he leans in. Ryan places his soft lips on mine and
kisses me. He is delicate at first, slowly using his warm tongue to part my
lips and then gently caressing my tongue with his. I start to kiss Ryan back,
once the initial shock of what is happening begins to wear off.

Our
tongues are entwined and moving in rhythm together. His lips press harder into
mine and our kiss becomes deeper and harder. The intensity between us grows,
and I reach up to Ryan’s face, trying to pull him closer into me. The passion
we felt when we kissed before doesn’t compare to what is flowing between us
right now. Ryan slowly pulls his face away, gently biting my lip as he does.

“Damn,
girl,” he says softly, taking my hands in his and lightly pulling them off his
face.

We are
standing there, and I’m still in a state of shock about what’s happening. Ryan
just admitted that he’s in love with me and we kissed. It was as passionate as
the kiss we shared in class, but this time, it is
real
—it’s us. I smile
at him shyly.

“What?”
Ryan asks, noticing the perplexed look on my face.

“It’s
just crazy. This is crazy,” I reply.

Ryan
laughs. “The only things crazy about it is that we waited so long.”

He
places his hands on the back of my head and pulls me closer to him, this time
with more fervor. His lips drive into mine and my hands find their way around
his back and settle on his firm ass. As Ryan’s tongue probes mine and our kiss
becomes deeper, I find myself pulling him closer into me until I can feel his
erection prodding against my thigh. The surprise of this all happening and
arousal it’s making me feel are intoxicating.

We are
still entangled in a kiss, our mouths opening and closing around each other as
I tongues continue to dance. Ryan moves his hands slowly down the back of my
neck and pulls the flannel shirt I have on down over my shoulders. Not wanting
to break our embrace, he slides the straps of my tank top down, exposing my breasts.
Ryan cups them in his warm hands and begins to caress me. A soft moan escapes
my mouth and flows into his. Sensing my pleasure, he continues to massage my
breasts and suddenly tweaks my nipple with his fingers. I jump a little from
the sensation and force my mouth closer into his, pressing my hips against him
as I do.

Again,
he releases his mouth from mine, sucking my lip as he pulls away. Ryan looks
into my eyes and I see something new in his crystal blues—hunger and desire. He
holds my stare as he tugs his shirt over his head, revealing his well-toned
chest and arms. I’m not afraid to look anymore, so I study him more closely,
and I’m immediately more aroused as I follow Ryan’s defined abs down into the
waistline of his pants. Ignoring my wandering eyes, he grabs the hem of my tank
and pulls it over my head, tossing it aside.

Ryan
stares at me for several moments like he’s seeing me for the first time, too.
Then he grabs me with a new intensity and pulls my body into his, pressing our
bare chests together, and kisses me again. Ryan’s mouth passionately envelops
mine and our tongues begin to penetrate one another again. He grabs the back of
my thighs and lifts my body to his, forcing me to wrap my legs around him. I
always thought of Ryan as being so gentle, and I’m pleasantly surprised when he
shows his more dominant side.

We
continue to kiss, my hands clutching and fondling the back of his head. I’m
trying to bring him closer to me, even though I know we can’t be any closer
than we are now. Ryan’s strong arms are around my back as he slowly, easily,
picks me up and lays me back on the bed. He positions himself on top of me, my
legs still coiled around him. He sits up on his knees and looks down at me.
Reaching his hands out, Ryan entwines my fingers in his and squeezes. He keeps
them in his grip and places my hands over my head while he leans over to kiss
me again.

The
sensation of his weight on top of me, our hands together, and our mouths moving
as one, is incredible. I’m finally able to release the tension from the longing
and desire I’ve been holding back. I want to free my hands so I can touch Ryan,
but he playfully holds me back, which only makes me want to touch him more. My
nipples are hard, and I can tell Ryan likes the way they feel against his
chest, because he continues to move and rub his body over mine.

A
sudden hunger washes over me. I need to get closer. I need him inside of me.

I wrap
my legs around Ryan, harder, urging him closer, wanting him to feel and share
in my desire. He matches my appetite by nudging his rock hard cock against me.
I struggle again to free my hands so I can reach down and touch him, release
his manhood, and take it in.

It’s
like Ryan reads my thoughts, and he lets my hands go. Our mouths are still
working together, combining our need. Ryan slides his hands down my body,
caressing and feeling every part of me for the first time. He gently pulls his
mouth away from mine and kisses me on the chin, then sucks on my neck while he
tries to remove my pants. He continues to move farther down, kissing my chest,
and then my breasts, giving gentle bites and sucking on my nipples. I arch my
hips up toward him. Ryan easily removes my leggings and panties, and feels my
legs as he works his hands back up, still kissing and sucking on my breasts.

I
blindly reach down for his pants, but he nimbly holds me down with his lips
around my nipple, flicking it with his tongue. Ryan takes his hands off my hips
where he had been holding me and unbuttons his own pants, moving himself so
that he’s able to pull them off. I am filled with anticipation and raw need as
I wrap my hands over his firm ass and pull him into me again, bucking up to
meet his body.

Ryan
draws back his own hips, sensing how bad I want him and teasing me. I feel a sly
smile cross his lips as we begin to kiss again. I wrap my hand around his
erection. I realize it’s much bigger than I had expected as I start to stroke
him. He moans and reaches his own hand down between my legs to run his fingers
over my slit. He moves his hand up and down over me, letting one finger part my
inner lips but not enter me, teasing me some more.

I
continue to caress and rub his shaft with both hands trying to guide him into
me at the same time. Ryan isn’t giving in. He’s going to make sure I want him,
more than I do now, before giving in. I’m already wet and he easily slides one
finger inside of me. I groan. Ryan is barely touching me, and I want to explode
already. He expertly circles his finger around and begins to rub my heat with
his thumb at the same time. I stroke him harder and arch my back, trying again
to get my body closer to his.

I reach
my head up and urgently place my lips on his, prying them apart with my tongue
and sucking Ryan’s tongue into my own mouth. I suck harder as he buries a
second finger inside me. I remove one hand from his sex and grip the back of
his neck with it while I continue to stroke him with the other. The continuous
motion of Ryan’s fingers inside me and the pressure of his circling thumb drive
me to the edge. When he feels me begin to tighten around him, he slows the
motion of his fingers and pulls them out. He rests them over my crease and
starts to caress me again, taking me back down a notch.

Ryan
pulls his body back, making me lose my grip on him and breaking from our kiss.
He takes both hands and runs them up the length of my torso and up my arms,
which he once again puts up over my head. He gently lays his body on mine and
nestles between my legs. He leaves one hand weaved with both of mine and uses the
other to guide his length inside of me.

In one
smooth motion, Ryan enters me, moving himself slowly around inside of me with a
throaty sigh. Once he is settled, he begins to thrust himself in and out,
slowly and deliberately at first. I moan as he gives me his full length and I
readily take it, enveloping him inside of me.

The
motion becomes faster, but Ryan continues to plunge himself deep inside of me.
I groan each time I feel the head immerse itself in me, delighting in the feel
of it rubbing against my inner walls as we make love. Ryan releases his grip on
my hands and places his around the sides of my face as he kisses me again. His
tongue mirrors the motions of his manhood, and I am now in a full state of
arousal. He is stimulating every sense of my being, inside and out.

I
forcibly grab his backside and squeeze him, pulling him deeper into me and
feeling his muscles tighten and release every time he plunges. We kiss, hard,
and Ryan continues to penetrate me, going deep inside me and then pulling
almost all the way out so I have to buck up to him, silently begging for more.
Ryan moves faster and at a steadier, rhythmic pace as he nears climax. I sigh
and moan as I continue to come close to the edge myself. Ryan grips the hair
around my face on either side as he thrusts into me harder and faster.

I cry
out as my body tightens around him again.

“Oh,
fuck. Oh, Eve,” Ryan grunts as he lets himself go, his juices flowing freely
inside of me, blending with my own.

He
continues to move, gradually slowing his pace without absolving his grip on my
hair. As the movement comes to a stop, Ryan collapses on top of me. I have my
arms draped over his back in exhaustion. My eyes are closed and there’s a smile
on my face. When I finally open them, I see Ryan staring at me while propped up
on his elbow. I close my eyes again, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“Well,”
Ryan says, “that was… unexpected.”

I
smile. “Yes, it was. Definitely not what I thought I was getting into when you
asked for help packing,” I admit with a smile.

“I hope
it was okay,” he answers.

I look
into his eyes. “It was incredible.”

Ryan
laughs, “I know what we
did
was incredible, but I hope it’s okay that we
did it.”

He
rolls over onto his side and faces me. I drape my arm across my body, suddenly
aware that I’m naked and lying on Ryan’s bed.

“It’s
okay. I can’t believe you waited until now to tell me you love me,” I say.

“I
can’t believe I told you at all. I didn’t think you were into me—until that
kiss,” he says. “Even after that, you still didn’t want to admit it, but I
knew.”

“I’m
glad you told me, but now what?”

“I
don’t know.” Ryan grins. “You wanna do it again?”

I
laugh. “No. I mean, yes—but no. What happens now? You’re leaving in two days,”
I say, feeling saddened again.

“Come with
me,” Ryan says.

I blink
at him. “I can’t.”

“Sure
you can, Eve. There’s nothing keeping you here.”

“Ryan,
that’s ridiculous. It’s too soon. This is so new—it literally
just
happened!”

“It’s
been happening for a long time, Eve. You don’t have to decide right now. Let’s
just enjoy the moment and not ruin it,” Ryan says sensibly.

We lie
back on the bed side by side, holding hands. Both of us are lost in thought,
I’m sure. I know I am.

This
guy is crazy. I can’t just drop everything and go to California because we had
sex. I mean, I really don’t have anything to keep me here right now, but I also
need to be rational. I need time to process what just happened, all of it. The
sex was just a small part. Ryan, my stepbrother, just professed his love to me.
He waited until right before moving across the country to tell me, putting me
in a difficult position. Hiding feelings isn’t always the best idea, but it was
working just fine for me. Now that everything is out in the open there are so
many more questions.