HIM—A Stepbrother Romance: With BONUS NOVELLA: PERSONAL (23 page)

“Strip. Now.” I demanded.

Watching this god undress, I became even slicker and wetter. I didn’t even know that was possible.

Ramon Jr. was freed. He bobbed a hello to me and my insides longed to meet his acquaintance.

The passion made my pussy scream with need for round two. I wrapped my legs around his naked waist, feeling his throbbing hardness slide against my lower abs. My juicy lips felt a teasing touch from his hard rod. I exploded from the rising tingles that tickled the very depths of my insides.

He quickly flipped me over on my stomach like I was only five pounds. Gosh, he was strong. I got up on all fours and bit my lip as his fingers slid between my legs. His thick digits played with my juices before he entered me.

At first stroke, a primal, erotic moan escaped my mouth. I could feel my cheeks burn with heat. I loved the way he felt entering me, and my body opened up to swallow every inch of him.

He teased me with his grand entrance before pulling me back into him. Everything was happening so quickly yet felt so slow. I couldn’t help but to cry out from the pleasure and intensity of it all. But then I muffled my cry, embarrassed, suddenly aware of my surroundings, paranoid of the city hearing me.

He pulled me into me deeply again. Our flesh smacked as his finger magically circled around my glistening clit. I was going crazy! My walls clenched as I exploded with passion. I bit back the urge to scream at the top of my lungs. My inner walls quivered and gripped over his thickness while my lower back arched and my ass pressed harder against him, taking him deeper and deeper.

“I can tell you like this position.” He whispered, grunting as he thrusted.

“Can you?” I asked, my voice full of hazy lust.

He continued fucking me harder, deeper, rhythmically against the silent buzz of the night air, littered with the occasional screeching brakes of a vehicle down below – and all the while hitting my magical G-spot.

How did he know how to hit it every time in every position?

“I know you want to scream your little heart out. Your pussy’s on fire. I can feel it. Fuck, baby, your body is heaven. I’m not gonna last. I’m fucking Cat Johnson, hottest model alive. Turn over. I want to see all of you at once. Let me see that beautiful face.”

He spun me around. Now I was on top of him. Our eyes locked and I felt like we were transported to another place and galaxy.

Every ounce of care I had that others would be able to see us somersaulted out the window. Every inch and millimeter of him deep inside my walls felt more intense than ever. His hands gripped me firmly as he thrust me deep over his shaft. He was penetrating me, going oh so deep as my soaked clit glided along his lower abs. I experienced more of those delicious, electrifying orgasms.

Never in my life had I ever experienced anything quite like this. My body surrendered a never-ending string of orgasms. I literally had orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. The pleasure would explode, and then just when I was about to come down from the high, he’d suddenly find some way to keep me climbing higher, and higher, and higher. It was so surreal.

I knew it was partially from the joint, but there was also something definitely happening between us. There was more to this experience than orgasms and hot sex.

We stared deeply into each other’s eyes.

“I’m not letting you go this easy. I’m not.” His hands were tight around my hips as he thrust me deeper. I cried out as my hands flew to his chest. Having him so deep and hard inside me was a delicious treat. My hands traveled down his strong muscles, admiring the way they felt like stone. And then that face.

God, that face.

As if on the same wavelength as I, his hands cupped my face. We kissed each other like our lives depended on it, like we needed each other to breathe, to otherwise avoid certain death.

My hard nipples sent jolts of pleasure as they rubbed against his chest; electricity surged throughout my body. I was climbing the pinnacle of ecstasy – climbing, climbing, climbing, floating, exploding, and being tormented in pleasure!

His strong hands were once more by my side, lifting me up with his strong arms. He slid his hips edge of the couch and wrapped me around him once more. I was now prisoner to his care. This position allowed me to open up deeper to take all him in. I could feel every inch he possessed.

Face to face, eyes to eyes, mouth to mouth, he thrusted me up and down. Our bodies crashed with ferocity. My slickness tingled against his hard cock. I had to surrender to all this pleasure; it was never ending and all consuming.

“Kiss me.” He huskily demanded as his thumb trailed down my lips. We moaned into each other once more as he took me for a ride designed by him. I’d
never
been fucked like this before.

“I’m going to make you cum so hard you’ll shout so fucking loud, the entire sky and stars will hear.”

“What do you mean? I’m already coming. I can’t
stop
coming!” I cried out. My fingers dug into his muscled flesh. “I really can’t stop coming!”

My laughter pierced the city night as I kissed him harder. Everything moved in slow motion between us. The realization that we were naked on a yellow couch on the top of a high-rise, fucking at a late night, early morning dive bar in the Big Apple hit me. This was the bravest thing I’d ever done.

Flashes came to my mind of he and I on the couch on his property years ago. We did brave things together; that was our MO. Together we made each other flourish. These realizations sang in my heart and sewed his soul closer to mine. 

“Cheers to Mary Jane.” His tongue trailed down mine and across my collarbone as he ravished me in the most sensational way.

“Cheers to you…to you!” I couldn’t help but get out. “God, your eyes are so chocolate brown. Has anyone ever told you that?”

He sucked hard on my nipples in response.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re a goddess? I’ve always loved your tits. They’ve always been perfect. And your face…”

His lips kissed my cheeks and then he stared into my eyes as he continued controlling the thrusts while I held on for the ride. “I’ve been in love with your eyes since I first saw them. They shimmer like the sea.”

I moaned in pleasure as my deep sweet spot was kissed once more. He pushed that spot over and over again, and it felt so damn good. It felt like sin, a delicious sin.

“I can’t get enough of you. Even this moment right now - it’s not enough for me. I can’t get enough of you, Cat.”

I cried in bliss from his confession as my hands twirled in his hair. This was the most delicious thing I’d ever experienced in my life. I loved how it seemed to last forever as time moved in slow motion.

“Look at me, Cat.” His hands cupped my face. “I don’t want you to lose you again. I can’t lose you. We need to be together. Can’t you feel that?”

I nodded my head. My body felt it. My rational reasoning of all the hurt and pain was gone. My heart was speaking and I nodded my head as his hands cupped my breasts again and his lips were on my neck.

I don’t know how many orgasms I had. I stopped counting. I had surrendered to the bliss. My mind, body, and soul agreed with him.

“Baby, I want you to feel so good, you’ll never leave.”

He lifted me off of him, gently laid me on my back, spread my bare legs wide, and went back to licking me like an ice cream cone.

He knew exactly where to kiss me. No teasing this time; he was strictly business. He pleasured that decadent spot as he penetrated me with his finger, an area that could only be reached with skill. He curled his finger, tapping me deeply, making my hips buck wildly, as his tongue never stopped lapping me over my sensitive knob.

My entire body started shaking. My head tossed to the left and right as I succumbed to another orgasmic release. My eternal orgasms were finally peaking. I’d never been so hot in my life, so horny or eager for a release.

“I think I’m coming again!”

When Ramon means business, he means business. His determination was relentless; it was the reason I knew he would succeed in the NFL. When his eye was on the ball, on the game, there was no derailing him from his goal.

At this moment, bringing me to my final orgasm was his only goal, even with his own raging hard-on.

“But what about you? You need to cum too, Ramon.”

“I will, baby. Don’t you worry.”

He continued his mission, his finger deep inside, finger fucking me, and his tongue twirling around my clit before tapping it just right. His free hand pinched my nipple and slid down my stomach, caressing my inner thigh in waves. His hand moved up and down until I finally felt myself cumming, bursting into a serious wave of explosions.

I couldn’t breathe. I screamed my ecstasy so loud, I’m sure blocks heard my pleasure. The way he swirled his tongue over my clit made sparks fly through my cells, forcing every single nerve to crescendo, a pleasurable escalation that created most delicious finale as I melted. An enhanced, heightened state of bliss overtook my body.

My pussy spasmed, tightening around his finger as I released. I knew he’d be able to tell I’d orgasmed again, multiple times.

He entered me slowly, once my heart rate calmed. His strokes were carefully synchronized to match the soft erotic kiss of his lips and tongue.

The look in his eyes told me he was serious. Just as I thought the sex couldn’t get any better or hotter, he slowly moved into me deeply. I cried out again as I felt him fill that most delicious space deep inside me.

Positioning his hips at that angle caused his member to penetrate me even deeper. This time, his thrusts were faster, and that’s when I saw them again.

The stars. The shooting stars that took away everyone’s words. The shooting stars that could only make you murmur.

I moaned in pure delight. Both the stars and skyscrapers heard my cry. And as he found his own release within me, Ramon rested his face on my chest. My legs wrapped around him, and I lay there in shock and bewilderment from having just had the hottest freaking sex I’d ever experienced in my life.

Cat

The sun’s warmth and its bright rays of light forced my eyes open. I blinked a few times in a haze, wondering where the hell I was and why my hand was draped over hard rocks.

I had the best dream of… my eyes slowly danced to my bedside.

Those weren’t rocks my hand was covering.

Those were Ramon’s fingers.

I instantly smiled.

It wasn’t a dream.

It wasn’t a dream at all.

I remembered every single ounce of it. All of it... Except leaving.  Either way, I knew we did since we were in bed together.

I let out a cozy sigh, instantly getting wet as I thought about our epic night of sex. I’d never, ever, in my
life
experienced such pleasure. 

Ramon slept beside me like an angel, a peaceful hard-working angel. I caught a glimpse of the hotel clock. The numbers 2:22 pm stared back at me before I closed my eyes and retreated back to into an enchanting slumber.

The door pounded, rudely awakening me from my sleep. Seconds later, more pounding, this time more intense, persisted at the door. Ramon woke up from dreamland as well. His hands naturally went to my wrists as I sat up on the side of the bed.

“No… Come back here you.”

My eyes danced his way, filled with concern. “It sounds pretty urgent.”

“It’s not urgent,” he said, his voice full of sleepiness. He was still captive to the sandman.

“You’re still asleep.” I stood up naked and walked across the suite. I looked for a robe as I spun around to see him staring at me.

“I could stare at you all day. Don’t put that on, baby. In fact, come back here.”

He sat up, letting the sheets slide down his washboard abs. I know he knew he was the shit. He was the shit in high school. And he was definitely the shit today – just majorly amplified.
Those tattoos on his side were hot. I hadn’t noticed them last night. I wanted to run my fingers over them and explore the hidden script.

And I would. I planned to return the favor with my mouth on him very soon.

Securing the robe over me, I caught a glimpse of my appearance. Professional make up had its perks. I still looked pretty dang good! I flipped my hair to the side, smoothing it over. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes before looking through the peephole to see who was banging on our door.

Oh my god. It was Kendra, my publicist!

What was she doing here? How did she know I was here? I opened the door immediately.

“Thank God you have me connected to your phone.”

“What do you mean?”

“The share my location feature?”

“I did? I mean, I have that activated for you?”

“We need to talk.” She stepped into the room and then saw Ramon. “Oh! Whoa.” Kendra held up files covering her face before looking at me. “Can you get him dressed or give him a robe or something? He needs to be in this conversation, as well.”

“I do?” He said.

“You do.”

I reached for a robe and tossed it to him. He stood up, stark naked, revealing his incredible morning wood – well,
afternoon
wood – and my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach in delicious realization that I knew what it felt like to be filled so deeply by him – and all of that.

I’m coming for you. Just you wait.

Kendra kept the file covering the side of her face making a little private window of conversation for us. “Is he dressed yet?”

My eyes dusted over to him as he stood there running his hands through his hair, the robe over his strong muscles, yet not quite fully covering his man of steel chest. God, how many muscles could I count if I gave myself time? I hoped I had all the time in the world.

With a mischievous grin on his face, he took his time securing his robe. He knew what he was doing. Oh, yes he did.

“Well?” Kendra’s icy blue eyes were very impatient. I suddenly didn’t feel so excited about the conversation we were about to have.

“Okay, he’s secured and covered.”

“Good. Okay, well, there’s no way to just skirt around this issue.” Ramon’s eyes instantly furrowed.

“What issue? That we’re together? We’re no longer step siblings if that is what you mean.”

“What?” She seemed legitimately shocked. I guess she hadn’t truly pried into my past.

“You didn’t know that?”

“I don’t… I don’t know how I missed that. Um, fuck.”

“What? I mean it’s not that big of a deal to me – to us. It’s been like a year since that ended.”

“Well…” She let out a long sigh. “You two may want a drink.”

“Why? Just tell me. You’re really making me freak out.”

“No, no.” She shook her head as she walked over to the bar. She pulled out a tequila bottle and two glasses.

My stomach instantly flipped and I held up my hand protesting. “I… already have to pay my time in the gym for last night’s drinking.”

Her eyes were wide with persistent disbelief. “Trust me, right now we can’t drink champagne. Champagne is for celebrating. We need the hard stuff.”

She poured tequila into two tumblers and pranced with purpose to Ramon. “Tequila makes me crazy.”

“So I’ve heard.”

“Listen, Kendra, you’re scaring me.”

“Both of you drink. Now. Start drinking!” Her tone was higher, bossy, tight.

God, I hated shots. I sipped the strong liquor as best as I could.

“Congratulations. You two now have a sex tape.”

What the…? Gulp. I finished the glass and my eyes glazed over to Ramon. He tossed his shot back like a sailor.

“What are you talking about? We didn’t record anything last night.”

“Exactly. But when you
did
do, is have some… um… pornstar worthy sex, especially when it comes to the length you—” She stumbled over her words. “I mean…the time of length, not the….”

“You can say it. I’ve been told.” He teased, his eyes sparkling.

I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes and laugh. But I snapped out of that in a quick New York minute.

“Someone caught wind of your sexcapade last night. Someone with the online moniker Candylicious2445. They sold the video this morning for some pretty chump change.”

“Wait, what? Is that even legal? Can they do that?”

Ramon’s face hardened. He walked over to the edge of the bed.

“It is illegal. But too many people have already seen the video and have uploaded it to their sites. I’m sure you’re aware of this Ramon, but Cat is a hot commodity right now. She could probably be labeled as the hottest model right now. Men are eating this up left and right.”

I felt sick to my stomach. This was the last thing I’d ever want in my entire life. My career had just started and it was about to be ruined!

“No! I can’t… I can’t…” I whimpered. “This can’t be happening.”

“It is happening. That’s why I’m here tracking you down. We have to discuss a plan, or rather devise one together so that we are all on the same level.”

“This… this won’t …shit. I can’t mess up the draft!” It was starting to hit Ramon as well. “I fucking can’t mess that up. That was a private moment.”

“In a public place.”

The sobriety of her words hit us.

Ramon collapsed on the bed and put his head in his hands.

I felt horrible for him. Even though people across the world had practically seen me naked in my barely there swimsuits and topless shoots, I’d be okay.

I was more concerned for Ramon. Football was his life. Football wasn’t just a career, it was in his blood; it was in every breath. It was the very fibers of his DNA.

“Look, you didn’t commit a crime or anything. You two thought you were alone, if that’s any condolence.”

He lifted his eyes up with dread. I knew what he was thinking: we’d smoked that joint. But maybe no one had caught that part. That was after all in the very beginning stages.

“We’ll get this situated. That is what I am hired for. And that is what your publicist will do.”

“I haven’t hired one yet. I still have to make in the league.”

“You will, Ramon. Don’t worry. You’re the hardest working man I know.”

“Yeah, but they frown on stuff like this.”

“We can spin it. Okay? It’s not like you two were like partying it up or anything. It was a private date. Sort of. They can’t frown upon romance. They frown upon beating up women.”

He groaned and rolled his head into his hands again.

“Look, I promise I can help you.”

“I barely have any money for that. I’m still a college student.”

“Ramon, I know in my gut you’re going to be an excellent addition to the NFL. I watch ESPN and SportsCenter. Everyone knows how dedicated you are to the craft. I’ve never even seen one party story come out about you. All of your interviews make it clear that you lived with your coach in the summer and go to bed at 9 pm every night like J.J. Watt.”

“That’s true. But this is career suicide. Fuck.”

“Ramon, look at me.”

He lifted his weary, worried eyes. I instantly wanted to comfort him and make him feel better. I didn’t even worry about my own self at that moment.

“We’ll get through this I promise. Don’t worry about the finances. You’re going to be make millions in a very short amount of time.”

“I hoped to. Now I don’t fucking know. Shit! Image is everything. You saw what happened with Johnny Manziel.”

“First of all, that is completely different. He was the subject of press stories for other reasons. Second of all, for what it’s worth… I know I shouldn’t be saying this but um, you two were pretty hot together.” She blushed. “I think there’s potential between you two as a great team.”

“For what? Porno movies?” I retorted sarcastically.

“I’m thinking - but no, definitely not that. Look, just stay in here today. Don’t leave this room. There are reporters and paparazzi down below. Let me clear this up as best as I can right now. Just have room service and chill.”

“But my shoot?”

“Let me handle
it.”

“And one more thing, phones please.” She held her hand out. I groaned. Oh, I really, really,
really
didn’t want to hand over my phone. Not at all.

“What if someone’s trying to get ahold of me?”

“Don’t worry about your parents. It’s a normal concern.”

“I don’t have any parents anymore.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Ramon.”

“Here,” I let out a long sigh, handing my phone over. “But I have a mother.” I felt sick to my stomach and looked at my empty glass.

“You may want to refill that.” She walked over to retrieve Ramon’s phone from his nightstand.

“I don’t drink away my problems.”

“Today, you do. Trust me. Just, pretend you two are away somewhere in some suite. Somewhere…” Her eyes lit up as her voice trailed off.

“You know what? This is good. I know what to do.”

“And what’s that?”

“I’m going to get you guys out of here – but not until the middle of the night. I’m going to send you away. I sort of, fucked someone really important recently. They have this amazing place where you two can lay low. I’ll make the call.”

“Away?”

“Just trust me. Okay? By the time you guys come back, this will be handled. Promise.”

And just like that, she vanished. The last thing I saw were the red soles of her Louboutin shoes. Damn. It was evident she was paid nicely by us models, but she clearly took care of things, so she was worth every red cent.

I don’t know how long I stared at the door before the sinking feeling returned to my stomach. I spun around to see Ramon’s look of shame and defeat.

“Aw, Ramon. It’s going to work out. I promise. You can trust her,” I reassured. “With things like this, any publicity is good publicity. Just think of how she will spin your good boy image of going to bed at 9 pm and waking up early to train every day. I promise you good will come out of this.”

He rubbed his temples.

“Look,” I got down on my knees to meet his gaze. “We’re going to get through this together. Don’t worry about it at all.”

There was no way to get his mind off of this scandal.

Except for one thing.

I reached for his cock and began stroking it slowly. Untying his robe before he could object, I licked my tongue around the tip of his head before taking him in.

My hands wrapped around his shaft. My moist lips enclosed him in my mouth. I slid down, taking him all the way down to the base, and suctioning well as I came back up. Then, I swirled my tongue around the perimeter of his tip before doing it all again. His cock pulsed and he moaned like a man in absolute bliss.

“Good God, that feels amazing. You’re good. So fucking good, baby.”

Feeling inspired and good about my cheer up plan, I continued to suck him in in slow motion before ramping up my speed, tension, and rhythm. His moans were hot, sexy and erotic. He was cheering up real quick.

My wet lips wrapped around his shaft and slid all the way down to the base of his cock, where my bottom lip tickled his balls. His meaty mushroom tip tickled the back of my throat. I knew by the groans that escaped his mouth that there would be no further objections.

He sucked in a deep breath as I continued to take him deeper and deeper, sucking harder and harder. I took a few moments to let my tongue swirl sensuously around the top of his head, savoring the moment before I restarted the cycle all over again.

With a flick and pull of the sash, he pulled my robe off, leaving me completely nude in front of him.

He slowly leaned back on the bed, grabbing a pillow with one hand, all the while moaning and giving me eye contact. His masculine sounds let me know he felt pretty damn good.

I grabbed his shaft with my free hand, and started pumping him hard and fast as I continued to suck him. I lifted my head and took a deep breath before sucking every inch of him back in my mouth, making sure to caress his shaft with all the passion I could muster.