BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) by Aurora Hayes, Ana W. Fawkes Page B

Thomas out with sticks and stones. Or maybe just my bare fists.
    “ Feel
better, honey, ” Thomas
says.
    The word honey is as
processed as a TV dinner.
    “ Rest
up and drink lots of fluids, ” my mother adds.
    “ Good
thinking, ” Thomas says.
    Yes. Mother of the fucking year.
    They leave the bathroom and I
crouch down and face Jade. Her breath is … whoa …
    “ Sweetie,
are you done? ” I ask.
    “ Yeah.
I ’ m … empty. ”
    “ Okay.
I ’ ll bring the trash can,
just in case. ”
    “ No.
Jake. I ’ m empty. Me. My … soul or something …”
    Oh, Christ. Serious drunk talk.
    “ Come
on, ” I say. “ I ’ ve
got to get you to bed. ”
    I help Jade stand, but she ’ s done. I quickly lift her up
and carry her. She throws her damn hands over my shoulders and I walk her into
her bedroom like we ’ re some
newlywed couple or something.
    I hate this shit.
    This is why I fuck ‘ em and leave ‘ em. I don ’ t have the energy or the care for this.
    I gently place Jade on the bed. I
get a trashcan and a washcloth and leave it on the side of the bed. I turn off
the lights and stand there, listening to her breathe. I know she ’ s fine. Just drunk.
    My lips and mouth still linger with
her taste. I ’ m hooked on it
and want more. So much fucking more.
    I turn to leave and Jade groans my
name.
    “ What ’ s wrong? ” I ask.
    “ Don ’ t leave. Stay. Just stay, Jake. ”
    “ I
can ’ t …”
    “ They ’ re leaving. They ’ re gone. Just lay with me. Until
I fall asleep. I don ’ t want
to be sick and alone. ”
    Something tells me this is a little
preview of Jade ’ s life.
Always caring for herself even though people were paid to care for her. Another
proof that money isn ’ t
everything. Then again, money could get me the fuck out of here. And quick.
    “ I ’ ll stay, ” I say through gritted teeth.
    Why do I care so much?
    I climb on the bed and put a hand
to Jade ’ s shoulder. She
quickly moves back until our bodies are touching. I do nothing to hide the fact
that I ’ m still fucking
hard. I don ’ t care anymore.
    She makes me hard. I ate that
tender slit of hers until she spilled all over my mouth and the taste is
leaving me wanting more. Those folds between her legs are perfect to tease and
suck on, endless with wetness.
    I try to keep calm.
    “ Jake … you ’ re an asshole, ” Jade whispers.
    “ Get
used to it. We ’ re step
siblings now. ”
    “ Don ’ t say that. We ’ re … not …”
    “ Just
go to fucking sleep. ”
    Jade doesn ’ t speak again.
    Thank fucking God for that.
    I don ’ t
sleep.
    I can ’ t
run that risk.
    Her old man and my mother will be
gone by morning. That doesn ’ t
bother me. What bothers me is that if I wake up and find myself next to her.
Morning breath, fresh eyes, and a raging hard on. With the entire house to
ourselves.
    The temptation is way too much
there.
    I slowly sit up and then sit on the
edge of the bed. I run both hands through my hair. I look back at the figure of
her body.
    She ’ s
goddamn beautiful. Okay? I ’ ll
admit it. She is beautiful. Inside and out. The littlest features like that one
random piece of a hair that always escapes from behind her ear and tickles her
face. All the way to the feel of her ass against the touch of my fingers. From
sweet to dirty, she ’ s got
it all. And she has no idea she has it.
    But I can ’ t do it anymore. It ’ s
not right. It ’ s not fair.
This chick is crushed and will keep getting crushed for a long time.
    I don ’ t
want to be part of it.
    I just want to show face, fucking
smile, and plan my exit from all this.
    And no matter what … I cannot let anything happen
between Jade and me again. I have to chase her away, for once and for all. If
I can resist my urges.

 
    12.
     
    (Jade)
     
    Yeah, the idiot of the year
award goes to me. Let ’ s see … I got drunk, fingered myself,
got caught by Jake, and then let him go down on me. Not just let him go down on
me, but begged