Her Billionaire Werewolf Stepbrother (18 page)

“I’m sorry.” I squeak. He laughs
and shakes his head. “What?”

“By hard I mean that when you put
Edmund in his place I wanted to fuck you right there. I’ve never been so turned
on.” He growls in my ear and I smile. I feel my skin heat. “I’ll tell Jocelyn
to keep lunch warm.” I gasp.

“She’ll know.” I’m horrified. Save
lunch while I fuck my friend. “I don’t want to face her after. Jake please?” I
beg him.

“So. She knows we’re having sex
Jane. She’s changed the sheets twice now.” I’m still embarrassed, and my head
shakes in denial. I don’t want to tell him no, in fact I wouldn’t be unhappy if
he did it right here. It turned me on too. “I’ll take care of it.” He growls.
“Go to the bedroom and strip.” Jake says when we get to the front door.

He unlocks it and goes to the
kitchen while I go to the bedroom. My hands are trembling. I’m excited and
frightened at the same time. The bedroom is clean. The carpet has vacuum tracks
and the bed is neat. The duvet is different. Jeez, she knows everything.

I drop my blouse and bra on the
chair, my pants and under wear follow. Jake locks the door when he comes in.
“She’s gone.” Jake winks and unbuttons his shirt. He lays it on the end of the
bed and gathers my clothes then moves them too. I don’t know what his plans are
yet. Jake is naked now and sits in the chair. “Come here.” His eyes are amber.
I go to him. He lifts me onto his lap and puts my legs over the arms. I’m
spread out and suddenly bashful. I put my hands over my center. Jake chuckles.

“I’ve been eye to eye so to speak
with your pussy Jane. Why are you trying to hide from me again?” I shrug and
let him pull my hands away and put them behind me on his knees. His erection is
thick and standing up in front of him. I see the pearly pre cum bead on the end
of it. I wonder what it tastes like. He’s put his mouth all over me but I’ve
never tasted him.
“Tell me what you’re thinking? I see your mind working Jane.” I feel my face
get hot again.

“I wondered what it tasted like.”
He quirks an eyebrow then the corner of his mouth lifts.

“Go ahead if you want to.” He
smiles.

“Is it…okay? You wanted to have
this.”

“Baby if you want to put your mouth
on any part of me, I’m not going to stop you. In fact, I encourage you to
explore.” I lift myself off and kneel on the floor between his knees. I wrap my
fingers around it and I  know he’s watching without looking up at him. I’ve
never done this and I hope I don’t hurt him. He knows this though, that I’m
inexperienced and that I don’t want to hurt him. “Go on.” He whispers. He wants
this. He wants me to do this. I want to do this too. Tentatively, I touch my
tongue to the end of him. It’s hot and salty. His fingers tense on the arms of the
chair. I wonder if anyone has ever done this to him before.

I run my tongue over its length
while my fingers explore. The skin of his sack is warm and soft, rigid wrinkles
make the texture odd. I suck him into my mouth and he hisses in a breath of
air. His knees lift and the hairs on his legs tickle my sides. I run my tongue
over the underside of it and I can feel a vein pulsing. Jake cups the back of
my head and I feel pressure to take more of him into my mouth. He growls deep
in his chest when I take him all the way to the back of my throat. I like that
sound and I rub my tongue over the underside of his length. I look up at Jake.
His eyes are pulsing amber. I hear the growl again. He pulls me up off the
floor suddenly breaking our connection.

I’m in his lap again and he surges
into me. God he feels good inside of me. I wanted to explore more with my mouth
but this is good too. I hold on to his shoulders and let him thrust into me.
I’m on top but I’m not in control of this. Jake’s hands are on my hips moving
me how he wants me to move. I let him control the motion because it feels
incredible. I arch my back to take more of him. I tremble all over. The climax
is coming. It’s working its way across my nerves. The heat is spreading from my
center to my fingers and toes. The tingling sensations work their way out too.
My body jerks violently as every nerve fires at once, my muscles contract and
heave. Jake roars his completion and my head falls to his shoulder. I’m gasping
for breath, my body is covered in a sheen of sweat and my heart is pounding. I
love him.

He holds me against his chest for a
long time while my womb and center contract around him. I like for him to hold
me when it’s over. My stomach growls in protest. I’d forgotten I was hungry.
Jake lifts me off him and grabs his boxer briefs then wipes me with them. “Go
clean up then we’ll eat. I think she made enchiladas.” He smacks his mouth. I’m
not as excited about them as he is but I’ll try them. If I don’t like them, I
will find something else. I’m glad she won’t be there to watch me eat. It’s
weird having someone in the house with us.

When I’ve cleaned myself and fixed
my hair, I head out to get dressed. Jake is already gone. How does he get
dressed so fast? I put my clothes back on and make sure that I am presentable.
When I get to the kitchen Jake is putting our plates out. He was right. I’m not
a huge fan of Mexican food but if he likes this then I should learn to eat it.
“Water?” I nod and he puts a cold bottle in front of me. My mother would skin
him for using plastic bottles. ‘There is nothing wrong with a glass and the
tap. It can be used thousands of times and when it breaks it can be recycled
into another glass.’ I used to complain that the other kids at school had
bottles in their lunches. She would ask me what was wrong with the fountain. My
mother wanted to save the planet. If she’d had her way everything plastic
would’ve been illegal.

I taste the enchilada and know why
Jake is so excited about them. They’re delicious. I spoon some sour cream on it
that he has brought out of the refrigerator. He has a bowl of guacamole too. I
try it and decide I like it. I think I would like this on my eggs. I moan at
the taste and at the thought. “I have another meeting Jane, stop making those
noises.” He nudges me and I fork more of the enchilada into my mouth while I
ignore him. It’s so good. Jocelyn is two for two. I think I might like letting
her cook for me. I still don’t want her to watch me eat what she’s made though,
not unless I’m sure that I like it.

The rest of the day Jake is in a
meeting and he lets me skip it. He’s meeting with his security chief. They’re
discussing how to prevent someone breeching every protocol they have like Mikey
did. She’s in the meeting too. At five, he comes back from his meeting and goes
straight to his office. He doesn’t look at me. I watch him type on his
computer. His fingers almost blur he is so quick. I don’t want to interrupt but
I’m incredibly bored too. I go into his office and push the button on our
private elevator. “Jake, I’m going upstairs now.” I say while I stand there. He
nods but doesn’t look up. Is he mad at me? I don’t think so. He was very happy
with me before the meeting.

I think he’s onto something else
and I feel sorry for whoever or whatever it is. He has a very predatory look
right now. The doors whoosh open and I step inside. I tap the numbers on the
keypad and I go up to our apartment. I let myself inside and listen for
Jocelyn. Jake said that she was off but she’s here. I don’t hear her but I do scent
food.

I wander to the kitchen and there
is a pot on the stove. I go over and lift the lid. Beef stew, and it smells
incredible. I find a bowl and dip some of the stew into it. There are biscuits
under a piece of foil and I grab two. I wish I could watch TV while I eat.
Maybe if I sat on the floor in the media room I wouldn’t spill.

I grab water from the fridge and
tuck it under my arm. I have the biscuits in one hand and the bowl in the
other. I head for the TV. I haven’t watched much lately and I’m wondering what
is going on in the world. I put everything down on the floor and find the
remotes. I think I am going to buy myself a small TV with one remote with my
first paycheck. I wonder if I get a paycheck. Jake never said he was paying me.
I push the buttons and it finally comes on but the screen is blue. I push more
buttons and I get TV in Spanish. I feel stupid because I can’t work a TV. After
a series of buttons, I get the news. Thank God. I sit and kick my shoes off. My
biscuits have stew on them now from where they slid in the bowl and they are
delicious soaked with the thick tomato broth. I bite into one and lean back
against a seat.

The news anchor is talking about
the Middle East. Boring. We’ve been fighting over there longer than I can
remember. I don’t want to watch people dying while I eat. I change the channel
and watch the food channel. There is a show about baking. Mom was great at it
but I didn’t inherit the skill. I like to watch though. There are several
contestants and I think they are in England. Everyone has an accent. They’re
making cakes with fruit in them. I watch while I spoon stew into my mouth.
Jocelyn should go on one of these food game shows. She has my vote. I keep
eating until I’m stuffed and I wonder where Jake is. He’s late.

I gather my dishes and take them to
the kitchen. He’s been here. His bowl is in the sink. I go to his office then
to the bedroom but I don’t find him. I take my cell phone out and text him.

-Where are you?

-Back at the office, had an idea
for an app, running with it, don’t wait up.

I clean the dishes then go to my
closet to undress. I see a suitcase packed and standing at the door. He’s given
me new luggage. What was wrong with my duffle? Where is my duffle? I look
around and can’t find it. Hmm. I lift the suitcase so I can pack it but it
feels full. After opening it, I find that it is neatly packed with nice
clothes. I huff out a breath. He told me that I would have my clothes to wear
and these are his. I pull them all out and hang them back up. I go to the
drawers and get jeans, sweats, sweaters, and tee shirts. I leave the under wear
that she’s packed. I also leave the black suit for the funeral. Tommy. Damn.
I’ll miss him, miss seeing him, and miss his goofy smile. I sniffle then wipe
the sudden tears from my cheeks. I repack my suitcase and put it back by the
door. I’m mad at Jake. Either he lied to me or Jocelyn didn’t follow
directions. I don’t like it and now I have to ask if I can trust them.

Briefly, I consider a bubble bath
then decide against it. I miss Jake. I put my pajamas on and go to find him.
How many people are going to view my ratty flannels if I make this trip? I
don’t care and go through the apartment to the elevator. I go down to his
office. He’s bent over the keyboard typing with furious abandon. How does he do
that at that speed for that long? He glances up and grins then leans back in
his chair. He closes the doors to the office. I hear the glass slide in its
track quietly. “It’s late, huh?” I nod and go around the desk to climb into his
lap. “Miss me?” I nod again and kiss his neck. I feel his hand slide down the
front of my pajamas and I smile against his warm skin.

“How early are we leaving?” I
murmur against his skin. He likes it. I feel tiny goosebumps under my lips.

“I have a driver picking us up at
six.” I look up at him. “What?”

“Why do we need a driver?” I ask.
He’s wasting money again. He shrugs.

“You have a garage full of cars
downstairs. Can’t we drive ourselves?” Jake grimaces. “You planned on working
on the way there.” I sigh.

“I do have to work Jane so I can
buy you these pretty things.”

“Mom bought these.” We were in a
thrift store and she thought the doggy footprints all over them were cute. They
were still in the original packaging and she was delighted that she could get
brand new pajamas for two dollars. She loved a bargain. “Can I drive? We can
take the Jeep and I’ll drive, so you can work.” I do want to drive it and I
know the way home.

“I’ll need you to drive the SUV if
I’m going to work.” I wanted to drive the Jeep, I’m not sure of my skills
driving the gigantic SUV. “Can you handle it?” I nod. How hard can it be to
drive something as big as a school bus? As long as I don’t have to park it, we
should be okay. I’ll drive slow and careful. I can do this. “Sure?” He’s
goading me. I stiffen.

“I can drive Jake.” I’m getting mad
again. He’s always had a knack for pissing me off.

“I know you can drive Jane. My
question is can you drive something that big and keep control of it on the
road.” I give him my sternest look. “Okay. You can drive.” He kisses my temple.
I roll my eyes. “Now what’s wrong?”

“That just feels so…brotherly.”
Jake grins. I point to my mouth and he kisses me there. His lips linger warmly
on mine. That’s better. My nipples stiffen and I feel the hairs rise all over
my body. His fingers brush through the curls between my legs. I let my legs
fall apart and Jake’s fingers are suddenly inside me. I arch and his thumb
grazes the tiny bundle of nerves at my center.  I moan into his mouth as the tiny
spasm works through me, like a mini orgasm. It wasn’t my intention for this to
happen when I came down here but my body has other ideas.

“Jane.” He says against my mouth.
“Let’s go upstairs.”

“No desk sex?” I grin up at him. He
shakes his head. I give him a pouty look and he pulls his hand out of my
pajamas then sets my feet on the floor. Jake turns his computer off and sticks
the thumb drive in his pocket. “Did you make a new app?” He nods. I push the
button for the elevator and it opens, I go inside and he follows. He taps the
key pad and the doors close. “The first app you made, was that my idea?” The
corner of his mouth slowly lifts. “It was my idea! Damn it Jake.” I slap his
arm.

“Don’t get your panties in a
twist.” He grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles. “You couldn’t have written the
code for it anyway. You needed my help.” I cross my arms over my chest. I’m not
happy about this but then too he’s right. I couldn’t write the code but he
could’ve shared. I could be a billionaire too, or half a billionaire. I
could’ve bought Mom that Corvette she always wanted. “Jane.” I roll my eyes up
at him and step off the elevator into the foyer. “Jane, I did all of this for
us. What’s mine is yours.”

“When do I get paid?”

“You’ve worked two days.”

“I’m just curious.”

“Every other week, so next Friday.”
He unlocks the door and I brush past him. “Jane.” I keep going then I remember
my suitcase. I whirl around and he’s right behind me.

“When you told me that you told
Jocelyn to pack jeans and tee shirts with words on them, were you lying?” His
eyes flash and he shakes his head. “Well, my suitcase was full of a lot of your
prissy stuff. There was not a tee shirt or pair of jeans anywhere in there
Jake. How am I supposed to help Dad clean out Mom’s closets if I’m wearing
thousand dollar blouses?” He presses his lips together in a flat line. “I
repacked and from now on I will pack my own bags. Also, where is my duffle?”

“I don’t know Jane. I never saw it.
Are you angry with me?”

“Duh.” I turn around and march into
the bedroom then climb into bed. I am mad at him. That app was mine. I could’ve
done so much for my family and pack with that money.

“What is this about?” He sits
beside me on the bed. I shake my head. “Jane, we’ve discussed this. You will
tell me, let’s not drag it out. Just say it.”

“Okay, the app was mine. You took
all the credit for it and you never gave me anything for the idea.” He nods.
Ass. I huff out a frustrated breath and turn over. Jake chuckles. I look over
my shoulder at him. “What?”

“You.” He cups my face and looks
down at me with so much kindness it’s sickening. “Only you would be mad now
about something that happened so long ago. And I would venture to say that it’s
not because you didn’t get the credit for it, it’s because you could’ve done something
with the money for someone else.”

“So?”

“What could you have done Jane?”

“Bought Mom a car.” I mumble.

“Not conquered the world?” I roll
my eyes and turn away. “I offered to buy your Mom a car, she declined. She
wanted me to put the money away to take care of you so that’s what I did. Your
holdings are quite significant.” What? Since when? “Why did you want to know
when you get paid? Is there something you need?”

“I want a TV.”

“Is the one in the media room
broken?” I look back at him again.

“It’s too hard to operate. I want
to push the red button and everything works.” Jake laughs. “Argh.” I cry with
frustration.

“I’ll fix it.” He leans over and
kisses my temple.

“Argh.” I cry again. Brotherly
kisses. Jake laughs and gets up. “Where is there a thrift shop around here?” I
ask. Jake raises an eyebrow. “I want to watch TV in here and in the kitchen. I
don’t want to spend my whole first paycheck. I want to put some away.” He
shakes his head and goes into the closet. I reach for my cell and start a search
for thrift stores. I can go to the one at home. Dad will lend me the money. I
know they have a decent selection.

“Barney, I need two TVs installed
in my apartment, one in the kitchen the other in the bedroom.” I sit up. He’s
coming out of the closet on his cell. “No, no theatre system. Just a basic TV.
Yeah hook it up and Barney, I want to push the red button and everything works.”
He gives me a cocky grin. Ass. “No nothing is wrong with the media room. No
just keep it simple. Thanks. Anytime over the weekend, I’ll let security know
you’re coming.” He lays the phone on the table with his keys and wallet. I’m
glaring at him. “What now?” I just glare. “Jane are you dead set on being mad
at me? Do you want to take the Jeep and go by yourself? I can stay here if you
need space.” My heart falls. That’s not what I want. I don’t want to be away
from him, not even for a minute. I shake my head. He strips to his boxers. “I
swear I didn’t tell her to pack the prissy clothes.” I sigh. I don’t know
what’s wrong with me. He walks slowly toward the bed. “Am I welcome or should I
go to a guest room?” I close my eyes.

“I’m sorry.” I say it softly.

“That’s not an answer.” I hold my
arms out and he grins. “That’s better.” Jake turns the light off and gets into
bed with me. “What’s really wrong?” He pulls me tight against him. This is what
I needed. I needed him.

“I don’t know. I’m having a day I
guess.” I feel him smile against my neck.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.”
He pulls my top over my head and I hear it hit the floor, my bottoms follow. He
nibbles at my shoulder. “Talk to me Jane. I can’t fix it if I don’t know what
it is.”

“I wanted to buy the TV. I wanted
words on my shirts and I want to sit at a table while I eat and watch TV. It’s
stupid, I’m stupid.”

“You’re far from stupid Jane.” He’s
kissing a trail down my arm. “You’re brilliant, you’re just having a day.”

“I can’t even turn the damn thing
on without it being messed up. It took ten minutes and then you ate without
me.”

“I heard that you missed me at
dinner.” I nod. “And my media room is too complicated.” I nod again. “And you
need me inside of you.” I giggle.

“I didn’t say that.” I say coyly.

“Oh but Jane you did.” His tongue
wraps around my nipple and I roll onto my back to give him easier access. He
sucks it into his mouth and a shiver rolls through me. I arch my back to offer
him more. He moves to the other while his hand has moved to cup my mound. “I’ll
fix the TV in the media room for you. Promise.”

“I can’t eat in there because I’m
afraid I’ll spill.” He chuckles and I feel his hot breath on my damp skin.
“Only you would worry about that. I have a house keeper. It gives her pleasure
to clean things. I have more money than I know what to do with so if you spill
your drink or whatever, I can replace all the furniture and never notice the
loss. I can also put a table in there so you can sit, eat and watch TV. But
before the weekend is over there will be a TV everywhere you go.” I laugh.

“Don’t do that. The kitchen and
here are fine and I don’t need a giant one either. Just something small that I
can look at or listen to while I putter around.” He’s kissing a trail down the
middle of my belly to my center. I squirm.

“Got it, nothing big.” His tongue
dips into me and I buck. I didn’t realize how much I needed this.

“Jake.” He grunts while his tongue
works my clitoris. “You were right. I need you inside me.” He grunts again then
moves and flips me over. He hauls me to my knees and plunges inside. I moan
loudly. That is exactly what I needed. Jake flattens himself over me. Usually
he stays behind me but tonight his body is curled over mine. He kisses my
shoulder and slams into me again. The fullness feels divine. “More.” I whisper
and he does it again. I arch and push back against his thrusts. Within seconds
I detonate around him. He doesn’t stop. I love it that he can keep going. I
think he’s been holding out on me all this time. He’s gone easy on me. Jake
brings me to climax twice more before he finally lets go. I slide down to my
belly with him on top of me. I’m pulsing around him and he’s kissing my back.

“I love you Janie.” He whispers as
he frees himself from me. I feel him wiping me with his boxers as I drift off
to sleep.