Thick: A Stepbrother Romance (4 page)

I knew the second she stopped me that she was going to spout nothing but a bunch of shit. But to recite a damn movie. What was she, desperate? Well it was Cherish we were talking about. She has been after Brad since the first day he came to Dublin. It wouldn’t surprise me any if she threw herself at Brad in more…tasteful ways, you could say. She hasn’t been known as the sharpest tool in the shed.

When the last bell sounded, I was so excited. I gathered up my purse, which was the only thing I needed now. I ran out the door and spotted Brad at the end of the hall. I smiled as he made his way toward me with a determined expression on his face. But the time he was ten feet away I could take it anymore, I ran at him, jumping into his arms with a cackle of laughter. His strong arms wrapped underneath me, holding my ass.

A deep, rich chuckle came from him. I pulled back long enough to see the joy in his expression before I sealed my lips over his. I didn’t give a shit about PDA, or whatever the hell the teacher was spouting off. Neither did Brad he kept walking with me in his arms. All the kids around his chuckling at our escapade. He didn’t put me down until we got to the side of his car. I loved seeing him so happy, it made me feel good that I was the reason he was.

“You ready to blow this joint,” he said, opening my door.

I leaned toward him, resting my hands on the door. “I’m ready to blow a lot more,” I sizzled out.

His eyes dilated as a huge grin plastered on his face. “What the lady wants, the lady gets. No need to keep her waiting.” He ushered me into the vehicle, shutting the door behind me.

He jogged to the other side and pulled his door so hard I thought it was going to come off the hinges. I snickered at his haste. Brad was more than ready to get this night started, and so was I. Without wasting time, he started the car and screeched out of the parking lot. Just a little ways down the road I opened his sun roof, and stood on the console. Sticking half of my body through it, I yelled and held my arms out. I could never remember the last time I felt so fucking free. Brad, it was all because of him.

I could hearing him laughing at my antics, which only made me laugh more. Anyone that saw us would just see two people madly in love with each other. I felt his hand inch up my thigh, which caused a new a new fit of giggles to escape me. I fell back down into my seat, a big smile on my face. I grabbed ahold of his hand, lacing our fingers together. He smiled, bringing our hands up to his lips to lick my knuckles then kiss the back of my hand.

This man could bring the pope to drink. I on the other hand was quickly becoming a squirming mess. He knew what the sight of his tongue did to me. It ramped me up in the most amazing way. When he slowed to a stop in front of my house, I kissed him fully on the mouth before getting out. He rolled down his window and watched me walk up to my house. Yelling that he would be here in four hours to pick me up. I nodded my head and blew him a kiss before walking into the house.

Shutting the door behind me, a blush crept to my cheeks thinking about what was going to happen tonight. It was time to get the preparations underway. I ran to my room, squealing the whole way. My mother thought something was wrong with me, so she came to check on me. Seeing my face lit up with laughter, she just chuckled and left me to it.

As I made the finishing touches to myself, I heard the doorbell ring signaling Brad’s arrival. I squealed, running over to the window to see his father’s corvette in the driveway. Damn, we were going to be driving in style tonight. Perfect. I ran back over to the vanity, applying a second coat of lip gloss. The first had been worn off from me biting my lips as the nerves began to set in. Tonight was it. Tomorrow I would wake up a whole new woman, damn, I was so fucking excited.

I heard my mother walking up the hall just before she opened my door. The moment she saw me her eyes began to tear up and she squealed her excitement. I turned in a full circle for her. Since it was only me and her living here, she was my one and only best friend. There was nothing I didn’t share with her. Well, except for tonight being my first time. She was laid back mother, but I wasn’t sure she would approve of it. So I opted to keep my mouth shut.

“Oh sweetheart. You take my breath away.” She dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief.

“Thanks mom. I’m pretty excited,” I stated in a sing-song voice, doing another full circle.

“As you should be honey.” She came toward me, giving me a big hug. “Brad looks so good tonight too. I’m glad you all decided to match colors.”

When I went to pick out my dress a few months ago, Brad and I decided to go with red as our color. It was an easy enough color. My mom and I needed all of five minutes at the local boutique to find the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. It was an empire waist dress, the corseted top jeweled with the most beautiful gems I have ever saw. It flared at the waist giving me a princess look. It dragged the floor even with my four inch silver heeled sandals.

My mom helped me fix me hair and makeup, giving me a light smokey eyes look. She curled my long blonde hair at the crown of my head, placing a tiny tiara at the front with the curls falling in layers behind it. I finished the look with a diamond tiered necklace and tear drop earrings. The moment I had looked into the mirror, I couldn’t believe how good I looked.

              “Well let’s not keep the young man waiting.” My mother chuckled, ushering me out of my room.

              She went down before me, insisting that she present me to him. Like a court would present some princess. I could hear Brad’s feet shuffling against the floor, I smiled. I knew what he was thinking. How fast can I get her out of the monstrosity she’s wearing? Well, I had a bit of a surprise for him when he got that feat accomplished.

              After hearing my mother present me, I started descending the stairs. Each step bringing me closer to the man that I loved. The first thing that I noticed were his red as hell converse shoes. I chuckled. He never did anything half assed, that’s what I loved about him. The next was his black pinstriped pants, and his black pinstriped over coat. God he looked good enough to eat, and I hadn’t seen him all yet.

              As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I took in his once just fucked hair was not gelled to perfection. I couldn’t wait to run my fingers and mess it back up.  His red vest I saw next just showing from underneath his jacket and his black shirt and red tie. He looked fucking edible. My gaze finally landed on his face, where I saw the biggest shit eating grin known to man.

              “You look beautiful, love,” he breathed.

              I blushed, and looked away shyly. “You’re not half bad yourself handsome.”

              My mother cackled with laughter, and clasped her hands together. “We really must get a picture. This is too epic to miss.”

              I shook my head briefly, smiling the entire time. He took the corsage out of the plastic box he had been holding, placing it on my wrist. I began freaking out. His flower, fuck. Just as I was starting to visibly panic, my mother handed me his flower to pin to his suit. I sighed in relief as I took it from her, pinning it right over the pocket of his jacket. After getting it placed how I wanted, I smoothed his jacket out. His heartbeat was already starting to race from the small contact.

              I looked up at him not being able to help myself, I laced my fingers through his hair and pulled him down to meet my lips in a sweet, quick kiss. I heard my mother clear her throat and rolled my eyes, causing a chuckle to escape from him. Turning to face my mom, I placed my hand on his chest as he brought his hand around and clung to my hip. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through me. Damn, he always set me on fire with the simplest of touches.

              We both smiled as my mom raised the camera in front of her. “One…Two…Three.” The sound of a click came, and she looked into the screen and starting crying a little more.

              I sighed. “Mom, I will be home soon, ok. Just don’t freak out.”

              She waved me off. “Just go have fun sweetie. Take care of my little girl, Brad Titan.”

              He leveled me with warm eyes and a slight smirk. “Don’t worry, I plan to Mrs. James.”

              With that we were off.

              After getting to the prom and getting our picture taken, we found the party had been canceled. That put a damper in both of our moods for all of ten minutes. He called his father to see if he was going to be home. But we found that he wasn’t going to be home until the early morning. He and Mrs. Titan were going to be at a gala more than four hours away. When he told me that it thrilled the shit out of me.

              I wanted to stay and see if he got elected King, but from the look in his eyes our time at the prom was over. It was time to leave before he lost all the control he was holding onto. I let him lead me out of the prom by the waist. We were like two fat kids going into a candy shop for the first time and finding a whole wall of fruit-rollups. It was bad. I giggled when he began unlacing my corseted top in the car on the way home. But not wanting to ruin the surprise, I had to fight him off, giggling the whole time.

              By the time we made it to his house and pulled into the garage, he was completely shirtless, and barely keeping his pants on. It would have been a hilarious sight, if one of the neighbors had saw him. I could only imagine what rumor would circulate if that happened. After closing the garage door, I took my shoes off, opening the passenger door I held my dress and started running. He almost caught me, and would have if he didn’t have to shut off the alarm that sounded when I opened the door.

              When he caught up with me, his shoes and socks were nowhere to be found. I could only guess what the hell he had done with them. From the look in his eyes, it was the last thing on my mind. Pulling the tiara from my hair, I pulled the pin holding my hair at the top of my head. My hair cascaded over my shoulders, I licked my lips and turned around. I reached around behind me and pulled my hair over one shoulder. As he dimmed the lights to give the room a romantic glow.

              Giving him my best seductive look, I waited for him to finish what he started in the car. After he unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, my entire world fell upside down. He was hung, and I don’t mean yeah my man’s six inches hung, I mean rip-a-woman-apart hung. My eyes widened for just a second as I finally got to see what he was working with. My eyes snapped back up to see that his eyes had darkened and grown hooded.

              He strutted toward me, his thick, veined cock bobbing with every step. When he was finally close enough to touch me, he kissed the exposed skin of my left shoulder and neck, pulling a moan from me. His hands raked up the outside of my arms. My eyes drifted closed at the exquisite feel of his lips and hands on me. I leaned my head to the side, offering him more skin to worship with his sultry kisses. I felt his hand glide across the skin of my chest, settling on my chin. Pulling my face toward him, he nipped at my bottom lip, the action causing a rush of liquid to drench my lacy panties.

              He began nipping at my jaw and all the way to my ear, taking my lobe into his mouth and sucking it. I whimpered. His arms lowered, beginning to untie my corseted dress. His harsh breathing and my panting the only sounds in the room. As I felt the last tie give away, the dress pooled at my feet. Stepping back into him, I felt his cock jump from excitement in the crevice of my ass. He groaned when he took in what I was wearing for him. I smiled, stepping out of his arms.

              Turning to face him, in a low sexed fueled voice, I whispered. “To your satisfaction, love.”

              His eyes widened taking the sight of me in a corset, thong, and garter set. All in the shade of white. He nodded his approval as his eyes surveyed every inch of my body.

              “My God. You are beautiful,” he rasped stepping closer to me.

              I shook my head, making a bewildered expression pass his face. I sauntered over to the bed, feeling his eyes rake over my backside. Crawling onto the bed, I kneeled in the middle and looked up at him shyly. Crooking a finger at him, I beckoned him to join me on the lonely bed. He didn’t need further encouragement. He strutted toward the bed, his eyes beaming into mine the whole time.              

              The nerves that I felt earlier before going to prom were nowhere to be found. Instead I felt a wave of courage wash through me. He kneeled in front of me, his length jerking to attention with his sudden movements. To be honest, it looked kind of painful. But damn the way his eyes raked over me, it seemed to be pleasure he was feeling. I began slowly unbuttoning the corset, letting it fall in front of me. My naked breast finally on display in front of him.

              “I’ll take things slow Claire, but I don’t know how long I can last doing that.” He growled, his words dripping with lustful desire.

              “Just be gentle, Brad. I trust you.”

              He laid me back on the bed, his head dipping to my breast, gently licking my nipple causing it to become hard against his magical tongue. He showed the same courtesy to my other breast while sliding his hand down my stomach. The first contact of his hand against my mound forced a moan from me, as I arched my back from the bed. He growled against my breast as he continued to torture me with his skillful tongue.

              His fingers wrapped around the string of my thongs, tugging. A rip sounded throughout the room. His dominance over my body caused heat to bloom in my lower stomach. His fingers caressed my folds with skilled precision. When his finger found my tight bundle of nerves, I cried out from the pleasure of just that little touch as he began rubbing in slow circles. The lite touch causing my body to soar underneath his. I was already so close, that I was sure just adding a bit of pressure I would fall over the edge and be lost forever.

              I was panting by the time his finger came to my entrance. He pushed inside my tight pussy, I arched my back and cried out as the rush of my first orgasm shattered my entire body. It felt as if every particle of my being was being pulled apart. My scalp tingled, my body felt like tiny pins were pricking all across me. As the waves left me, I slumped down to the bed breathing so hard I thought I would pass out.

              “Were not done yet, love.” He stated in a husky tone, pushing his finger in the rest of the way.

              Tiny shivers raked through me, as he slowly pulled his finger out and thrust back in. He leaned back looking into my eyes as his thumb found my clit and circled it as he kept pushing his finger in and out. I closed my eyes, opening my mouth into an ‘O’. He growled just before his lips crashed into mine. His tongue dueling with mine. Raising my hands, I put them around his neck and held on for dear life.

              Breaking the kiss I stared up at him, licking my lips. “I’m ready.”

              He closed his eyes and smiled, before looking back down at me. “Are you sure?” I nodded my head.

              He nodded his head once, getting from the bed. Picking up his pants he pulled out a foil package before coming back to the bed. He caught me sneaking peaks at his cock, and smirked.

              “You can touch it you know,” he chuckled.

              Hesitantly I lifted my hand, placing a finger at the head of him where a drop of pre-cum was beading up. He groaned, laying his head back. From the way he reacted to me just touching it with one finger, I was curious as to what he would do if I wrapped my whole hand around him. Running my finger down the length of him, I opened my hand then closed it around him. His cock jerked in my hand as a moan fell from his open lips. I began stroking him, noticing he was velvety smooth, and hard at the same time.