Step by Step Love: The Complete Collection (6 page)

Veronica had only one request for Ryan to make everything up to her. She lay naked on his bed, her full breasts fully exposed. A grin was plastered on her face as he watched Ryan strip off his boxers and lunge for her. He landed on top of her and they laughed together as thought nothing had happened. They both found it to be much more enjoyable than the rest of their interactions since Ryan had returned.

Ryan ground his erect manhood against her thigh and Veronica rolled away from him, shaking her head.

“You owe me,” Veronica reminded him. “One thing! I asked for one thing!”

Ryan chuckled and nodded.

“I think I can manage that,” he murmured, pulling her towards him and kissing her lips.

He then kissed his way to her neck and down her body. He wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and swirled his tongue around it, causing her to gasp lightly. Her eyes closed as he gave her breast one last kiss and began kissing down her abdomen. Ryan felt her thighs grow goose bumps against his face as he rest his head between her legs. Her breathing hitched and she opened her eyes just to look down at him. He smiled at her and kissed her clitoris. A small moan fell from her lips.

“Is that what you want?” he breathed.

His breath tickled her inner thighs and she giggled a little, but she quickly stopped. Ryan dove into her warmth, his wet lips moving against her, sensuously. She groaned and he smiled against her before touching his tongue to her clitoris. Her breathing hitched once more and she ran a hand through his dark hair, her eyes fixed on him as he flicked his tongue against her.

“Oh my God, Ryan,” she groaned, tugging on his dark locks.

She felt him smile against her again before pushing his tongue inside of her. Her eyes widened and she screamed, tightening her grip on his hair. He swirled it around inside of her, feeling each and every one of her walls. Slowly, he rubbed his thumb against her clitoris and she cried out in pleasure. Her eyes widened and she felt herself tighten around his tongue. Ryan felt it too, but it only encouraged him to move it faster.

“Ryan, I'm going to—I'm going to—”

Veronica could not even finish her sentence. With a loud scream, her muscles tightened around his tongue and she closed her eyes. Her entire body was relaxed and she could not move. Ryan smiled and kissed his way back up to her body. He pressed his lips to hers and lay beside her.

“Do you need a minute until—” he started to ask, massaging one of her breasts with his strong hand.

Veronica took a deep breath and glanced at him.

“I'm ready whenever you are,” she murmured with a grin.

Ryan beamed at her and rolled on top of her. However, Veronica had different plans. Smirking, she pushed him off of her and he gave her a confused look. She smiled and pushed him back onto the bed before crawling on top of him and straddling his waist. Ryan groaned as he felt her inner thighs grind against his throbbing member once more.

“God, Veronica, that's so good,” he breathed. “Please, I can't wait much longer...”

Veronica pressed her lips to his and slid over him, pushing his manhood inside of her. Ryan gasped as he felt her inner walls surround him. He began pushing his hips upwards and she started to ride him. She rotated her hips against his, letting him explore every nook and cranny of her warmth. A moan fell from her lips.

Ryan continued pushing his hips towards hers, speeding up with every thrust. His eyes were fixed upon her full breasts bouncing with every movement he made. He breathed heavily and wrapped his hands around her waist to give him more leverage to move inside of her faster. Veronica screamed and bounced on top of him, basking in the feeling of having him find her pleasure spot.

“That's it, baby,” she moaned. “Keep going. Don't stop!”

Veronica pushed herself onto him even further until all of his manhood was inside of her. She felt his testicles brushing against her buttocks with every thrust and she could scream once more. A loud groan fell from Ryan's lips and she felt him stiffen inside of her.

“You're so incredible, sis,” he breathed.

“Better than my mom?” she replied, humor laced in her voice.

Ryan ignored the comment as she rotated her hips, letting him explore her.

“I'm going to come,” he murmured. “Babe, I'm so close.”

Veronica only sped up her movements, arching her back. Ryan's eyes followed her bouncing breasts with every move they made until finally, he could not contain himself anymore. His manhood stiffened and her inner muscles tightened around him. With a loud moan, he released inside of her. Immediately thereafter, Veronica's muscles pulsed uncontrollably and she climaxed with a loud scream.

She collapsed beside him and buried her face in his chest. Ryan began to stroke her hair and they tried to catch their breath together. Ryan sighed, happily. He had not expected everything to work out so well after Veronica discovered the terrible mistake that he had made.

“That was incredible,” Veronica murmured into his chest.

“You're incredible,” he murmured back.

“That better mean you're never going to mess up like that again,” she muttered.

Ryan kissed the top of her head.

“I was an idiot to risk losing you once. I could never let it happen again.”

***

Veronica and Ryan took a deep breath and exchanged nervous glances as they unbuckled their seat belts. The two of them had been dreading the family dinner at their parents' house for the entire week.

“You ready for this?” Veronica asked.

Ryan sighed as his hand hovered over the door handle.

“As ready as I'll ever be,” he murmured. “Hopefully she doesn't make it as terrible as I think she will.”

Veronica chuckled.

“Don't worry. She'll probably make it even worse,” she mumbled. She took a deep breath and added, “Alright. Let's go.”

Ryan nodded and they opened their car doors. The two of them slid out of their seats and walked up the steps. They exchanged one last nervous glance at one another before Ryan rung took a deep breath and rung the doorbell. The minute that it took for Jacquelyn to answer the door was one of the longest minutes of their lives.

“Oh, Ryan, how lovely to see you, dear,” she greeted, kissing Ryan on the cheek. She looked back up at Veronica and pursed her lips before adding, “Veronica.”

“Hi Mum,” Veronica murmured. “Can I come in?”

“I suppose,” Jacquelyn muttered, stepping aside and holding open the door. “How was the drive over, Ryan?”

Ryan furrowed his brow as the door closed behind him. Veronica kicked off her shoes and glared at her mother, annoyed that she was still being flirtatious with her own stepson.

“It's a five minute drive, Jacquelyn,” he noted.

“Sometimes something that's only five minutes can be pretty wonderful,” she replied, coolly.

Veronica's hands balled up in fists and Ryan touched her waist, comfortingly, as Jacquelyn turned her back. They followed her into the dining room where Ted was seated. He was sunburned and covered in white splotches of a pasty substance. Veronica made a face and sat down at the table. Ryan sat down beside her.

“Ted, what the hell is that white stuff?” Veronica questioned, resting her chin on her hand.

“Elbows off the table!” Jacquelyn scolded.

Veronica scowled and removed her elbow. She glanced at Ryan from the corner of her eye and saw that he had both elbows on the table. She was not surprised that he did not receive the same tongue lashing that she had.

“Lighten up, Jacquelyn,” Ted muttered.

Veronica was surprised that Ted stood up for her, but it made her wonder if he knew what had happened between her mother and his son. She seriously hoped not. As much as Ted had annoyed her in the past, he was far too old to deal with such familial drama. She was not sure that his heart could take it.

“Dad, you didn't answer her. What's with the white crap?” Ryan asked.

“I was bitten by about a thousand mosquitoes, son,” he replied in a matter-of-fact tone. “Who knew the Amazon was really just a feeding ground for malaria?”

He took a drink from a small glass of what Veronica assumed to be scotch. Jacquelyn rolled her eyes and set a serving bowl of mashed potatoes on the table.

“Quit your whining and get the halibut on the table,” Jacquelyn snapped. She looked up at Ryan and Veronica and added, “He didn't catch that giant catfish he thought he was going to bring home so I had to pay for a halibut.”

Veronica raised an eyebrow.

“
You
paid for it or
Ted
paid for it?” she asked.

Ted chuckled as he stood up and picked up the ham platter from the stovetop. He carried it to the table and set it in the middle, meeting Veronica's eye.

“Looks like a little hard work has really sharpened that brain of yours, eh?” Ted said with a laugh.

He sat back down in his chair and Jacquelyn sat beside him, across from Ryan. She laced her fingers together and smirked.

“So Ryan, why don't you tell your father about London?” Jacquelyn urged.

Ryan's eyes widened and he looked at Veronica out of the corner of his eye. Sweat fell from his brow as he looked from Jacquelyn to his father. Both of them were looking at him, expectantly. He began to choke on his words.

“I—uh—i-it was great, Dad! Jacquelyn, er was so kind to, uh—to show me around!” he stammered. “Mom, do you have any more scotch?”

“I got you covered, son,” Ted replied, pulling a bottle from underneath the table and setting it on the tabletop.

Jacquelyn scowled and glared at her husband as she served herself some potatoes.

“I
told
you to stop doing that, Ted!” she yelled

Ted rolled his eyes and placed a slice of ham on his plate as Ryan took a swig from the bottle of scotch and Jacquelyn pushed a napkin towards him.

“And where are your vegetables, Ted?” Jacquelyn added. “Ryan, if you're going to drink from the bottle, have a napkin, dear.”

Ted sighed and pulled the bowl of potatoes towards him. He scooped some on his plate.

“That make you happy?” he grumbled.

“Potatoes aren't vegetables! Have some green beans, you old bloke!” Jacquelyn scolded, pushing a bowl of green beans towards him.

Veronica and Ryan gave each other nervous glances in between bites. Veronica cleared her throat and took a sip of water.

“Are you two okay?” she asked, carefully. “You just seem a little hostile.”

“We're just fine, dear,” Jacquelyn said, eyeing Ryan. “Ted is just a little grumpy from all of the ointment.”

“The ointment doesn't make me grumpy!” Ted retorted, gruffly. “You spending all my money in London makes me grumpy!”

Veronica and Ryan looked at one another and Ryan held up a finger.

“You're mad because she...because she spent all your money?” he asked, looking from his father to his stepmother, confusedly.

Jacquelyn glanced at him and gave him a knowing look.

“Yes. Appalling, isn't it?” she murmured before taking a sip of wine. “At least we can all have a nice dinner as a family. That's the important thing, right, Ryan?”

Ryan cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck before taking another swig from the bottle of scotch. He wiped his mouth with the napkin and nodded. He felt Veronica pat him on the thigh and he felt a little more comfortable.

“Yes, exactly,” he agreed, shoveling another spoonful of potatoes into his mouth.

Ted looked up at his son and raised his eyebrows.

“So you never answered me, son. How was
your
trip to London? More successful than your stepmother's I hope,” he murmured.

Ryan cleared his throat and looked down at his plate.

“I think it was probably equally successful.”

Jacquelyn kicked him from underneath the table and he winced.

“So the meeting didn't go well?” Ted asked. “I'm sorry to hear that, son.”

“The meeting went alright, Dad. It was just a long trip,” Ryan said. “A really,
really
long trip.”

Ted took another sip of scotch.

“Well, at least it's over now,” he said.

Ryan smiled and nodded.

“Yes. At least it's over now.”

But…was it?

Episode 4 – A Step Beyond Scandalous

Claudette was a security guard that worked at Horowitz Health's main office building. She was a beefy woman that stood no taller than five feet, wore iridescent peacock green eye shadow, and had a dark brown bob cut. Spending most of her days sitting in front of security cameras, Claudette was desperate for some company. She was approaching her late thirties and the only friend that she had was her cat, Suli.

It was early in the morning when Claudette arrived at office building. As usual, her makeup-stained eyelids were droopy and she sluggishly carried a cup of coffee around with her. Groggily, she seized a doughnut from the lounge and dragged her feet to the small security office.

The room was not much larger than the average custodial closet and monitors occupied most of the space. Claudette could hardly slide her chair out from underneath her desk, but she had become accustomed to the dark, uncomfortable, cramped space. For nearly fifteen years, it had been where she spent most of her time.

She lazily glanced at the monitors as she took a large bite from her jelly-filled doughnut. Some jelly fell on her uniform and she frowned. She tried to remove the stain with a napkin, but gave up after it only smeared the purple splotch even more. Setting the half-eaten doughnut on the desk, she glanced back up at the monitors. However, something was unusual.

Claudette squinted and leaned towards the screen to get a better look. What she saw was a curvaceous blonde woman opening Mr. Horowitz's office door with a key. She furrowed her brow and turned her attention to the monitor in his office. After a moment, she identified the woman as Veronica Poole, Mr. Horowitz's alleged stepsister and newest secretary. However, she did not know of any secretaries that were given their boss's office key. Mr. Horowitz appeared to be entirely comfortable with the woman entering his office, unannounced, but Claudette assumed this was because she was a family member.

Out of curiosity, she continued watching the two interact and leaned closer to the monitor. Then, her jaw dropped. What she witnessed next was one of the best opportunities of her career.

***