Stepbrother Bestie (A Stepbrother Romance Novel) (22 page)

As I grasped his face with my hand, bringing
him closer as the enthralled excitement encased me, I felt myself shiver before
I was willed forward into his embrace.

The smile that crossed my occupied lips
caused Shawn to allow his lips to linger, before he pulled his head back
carefully to gaze into my eyes once again.

“Oh my God, Valerie,” he exclaimed and
then mindlessly captured my lips again before I had a chance to argue against
him. Feeling his tongue push past my teeth and travel deeply into my mouth once
again, while his hands repositioned so that he could feel my body beneath my
clothes, I realized that there was nothing I was going to do now to stop him. I
repositioned one of my hands on his shoulder, pulling him closer to me, while
my other hand snaked around his neck, my fingers coiling in his shaggy hair.

I felt his neck curve as his lips
mindlessly chased after my own and I let out a shrill laugh as he thrust
forward, landing on top of me on the couch in the opposite direction. Our
hearts were already pounding so fast that I could feel them thumping as they
pounded as one.

Once Shawn was on top of me, he began to
pull my shirt up to expose my breasts and stomach.

I helped him to ease the shirt off of my
head, only breaking the unity of our mouths for a second, and once the shirt
was thrown away, I felt his hands return to my now mostly naked body. They made
their way up and down, caressing my curves and taking in my true entity.

After a few playful strokes however, I
began to feel him claw at my bra hungrily.

I laughed behind his lips and helped him
to remove it. Once again, the second he had thrown the apparatus across the
room, his hands were on me once again, drinking in my satin nakedness. His
mouth continued to massage my lips, which were now plump from the attention.

However, when he slipped his hands easily
onto my breasts, I felt my body convulse with excitement. I smiled and heard
him chuckle as his fingers gathered easily around my breast, causing my nipple
to automatically become taut.

I giggled and grasped his hand, but he pulled
my hand away, before pulling himself back and eagerly removing his shirt.

Within an instant, his shirt and pants
were gone, revealing the slim, sexy, rampant body that lie underneath.

I also removed my pants, so that we could
relish in the complete and total nakedness of one another.

His broad chest was endearing and his
hair-roughed skin was enticing. Immediately, my hand came up to play with it
and as my fingers began to nestle into him, he smiled and made his way back
down so that he could take part in
 
my
quintessence as well.
 

While Shawn friskily teased my bosom and
ran his hand down my thigh, we melded ourselves into one another and grew
cozier by the minute.

Every second that passed, Shawn seemed to
get braver and more adventurous. My body allowed him to go so far, but every
once and a while he would cause my body to lurch forward from pent up emotion
being released at once, making me yell out and grasp his hand. But eventually,
when he decided to stop teasing my inner-thigh and go right for my womanliness,
even my surprised reaction did not stop him.

He simply chuckled and eased his way
deeper, until I knew that the wetness that I was feeling from his sexual taunts
was now seeping onto his hand. I heard Shawn groan with a sense of excitement
while his fingers wiggled a little as he held me close to him.

I clenched my thighs together for a
moment, but he was persistent and by this time just as immensely turned on as I
was and so, he thrust my legs apart and eased his hand into me with a domineering
force that caused me to scream. I groaned and grasped at his hand again, while
he found my sweet spot.

While he swatted my hand away, I arched my
back, before I felt his other hand curve around my neck and pull my mouth
towards his once again. The wetness of his mouth against my swollen lips caused
me to moan with muted eagerness as he rubbed his hand up and down my
womanliness. He laughed behind my lips and eventually curled his hand up into
my hair, pulling my head back.

When he pulled apart from my lips, his
eyes had a wild look as he asked seductively, “Oh, do you like that?”

I felt a harrowed breath escape my chest
as I fought the inclination to surrender myself to him.

I didn’t like to feel as though I wasn’t
in control, especially being out in the open like this, but from the
enchantment of his touch, I felt as though I could easily slip into oblivion.

“Yeah…” I answered, just before he pulled
his hand back, only to be quickly replaced by the feel of his shaft carefully
rubbing itself against me.

Excitedly, I ran my fingers up and down
his chest before finally landing on his arms and squeezing tightly.

He smiled at me carefully as I felt him
ease his way between my legs before finally, in a glorifying burst of passion,
he buried himself inside of me, which caused me to yell out with enthusiasm and
an intense sense of anticipation.

However, once he had entered me, I could
tell that it wouldn’t be long for either of us. As he submerged his blatant
arousal inside of me deeper, I felt his own exhilaration throbbing with need.

I held onto Shawn tightly as he rocked
back and forth, while my legs instinctively moved up and curled easily around
him.

It was then that my breath and heart rate
began to speed up magnificently and I whined with arousal, helping him to keep
a speedy rhythm.

Together, the two of us thrust back and
forth with fervor, faster and faster, breathing as one with our hastened
cadence, until finally, I heard Shawn groan, just before an explosion of his
passion blasted inside of me.

His love filled every crevice and excited
me enough to push through my own climatic threshold.

In a moment, I too was overcome with a
blinding, convulsing, thrilling sense of euphoria that caused me to yell out
and squeeze Shawn closer to me. In that moment, all I wanted was to feel him:
against me, in me and all around me.

For that mind-altering, fantastic moment,
Shawn was the end-all, be-all to my world. To me, in my mind, for the length of
that experience, the sun rose and set around him.

I could stay there forever, but
eventually, felt the hold of his lovemaking releasing.

However, even after I was able to let go
of him and he sat back a little, I could still feel the caverns of my loins
pulsing around him excitedly.

I looked up at him and laughed slightly
before he eased himself out of me and we connected in a sweet, loving, quiet,
reflective embrace, where we remained for quite a while enjoying the feel of
one another against our bare skin.

While we laid next to each another, still
tightly wrapped in one another’s arms, I began to contemplate how strangely,
but also how perfectly this day had turned out to be; especially since it
started out so strangely. I certainly hadn’t anticipated that things would end
up like this.

Not only had Shawn and I been able to
rekindle our relationship, I had also started the healing process with my
mother.

There
might be a lot of uncertainty…
I began to think and
then sat up suddenly as I had another thought leap into the forefront of my
brain. “Oh God! What time is it?” I demanded before I looked around, trying to
find a clock that I could use to answer my own question.

First, I heard Shawn grown as though I had
landed on a sore spot as I sat up with such haste, but then he answered
carefully, “I think it’s only like, seven o’clock…Why? What’s wrong?”

“I have to call my mother!” I exclaimed
before I ran back into the room and closed the door.

Chapter
36

Shawn

Valerie was in the room a long time. I
wasn’t quite sure what they were talking about, but I did hear her laugh from
time to time and so, I guessed that everything was going all right.

When she walked out though, I made sure
that I asked, “How did everything go?”

Valerie smiled and I wondered if the glow
that I saw radiating from her was because of how I felt about her, or if it was
just a byproduct of us having sex. The
afterglow
as it were.

She shrugged and crashed onto the couch
next to me, now fully dressed. “I think it went well. She’s really upset over
someone tampering with her phone, but she doesn’t seem too upset with me…”

I stared at her, trying to figure out if
that just extended to herself, or if it also pertained to me.

I didn’t have to ask. Instead, she
offered, “I don’t think that she is even really mad at you either. She said she
was shocked, but not overly surprised. She just needed to get past the initial
weirdness before she was actually able to talk to me again, but I was,
‘kicked-out’” She illustrated with air quotes, “before she could figure out how
to approach the subject.”

I made a face and sat up. “So, do you
think she’s okay with it?”

Valerie shrugged and for a moment, it was
almost as though nothing had changed. I had the feeling now that we were just
best friends again. After all, the feelings that I had for her had not changed.
I have loved her almost from the moment I was able to love in that way and so,
there was always that underlying attraction. I relished in the familiar feel,
despite the unfamiliar subject that we were actually speaking about.

“Umm…” she answered thoughtfully before
she squinted her eyes, which wrinkled the carefully placed freckles that were
scattered over the fair skin of her nose. “I think it’s too soon to tell?”
Valerie then raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “I hope so, but I also think
that would be weird, you know?”

“Yeah, then they’d want to double date and
that would just be strange…” I replied in a dorky way.

The awkwardness was proven completely when
instead of laughing and just going with it, Valerie stopped and stared at me.

“What?” I finally asked.

She shook her head slowly. “Please,
never...ever mention us double dating with our parents again. Or dating, even
exclusively, in the same comment. That is just gross.”

I smirked while I shrugged and teased an
easy, “Give it a few years.” I watched her body twitch and quiver
uncomfortably.

“Too soon?” I chuckled.

“Never, Shawn,” she replied with a shake
of her head, “Never.”

I moved toward her and placed my arm
around her. She leaned into me and smiled with a sense of contentment and I
realized that this was definitely something that I shouldn’t take for granted.

Even though we seemed to be nicely
settling into our own ways, this was definitely a new perk of being open about
the way we felt and I was ready to enjoy every minute of it.

We sat there quietly for a few moments
before finally, I asked Valerie the question that I was just waiting for the
right timing to inquire about. However, the longer I waited, the more I really
wanted to know and the stranger the time seemed to ask it. “So, what is going
on with your mother’s phone?”

Valerie shrugged. “I’m not really sure.
She thinks that someone tampered with her phone. When she compared the number I
called her with, my cellphone number, the number for her contact information
was one number off.”

Confused, I narrowed my eyes and thought
aloud, “Do you think it could have been a mistake?” Then, I amended, “But
that’s a lot of steps to take to make an error like that, I think.”

Valerie agreed. “I told her that she needs
to come over and we need to work this out together.”

I nodded, still thinking about the phone.
“It makes sense that someone could have tampered with her phone…” Then, for the
question that I really wanted to know. “If your mother didn’t write the note
and kick you out of your house, then who did?”

At that, we heard the front door open. I
tensed and whipped around, ready for a fight, but soon realized that it was
just my mother.

She looked at my pugnacious stance
strangely, but either did not notice or chose not to mention my injuries.
Instead, she replied, “Different girl, huh?” She gave a sly smile and I rolled
my eyes, hoping that Valerie was not offended by her comment.

“Mom, this is Valerie,” I answered.

My mother shrugged. “I know. It’s just
that you had another girl here before. I was curious about it.”

Valerie said hello to my mother, but not
much else. That was perfectly fine with my mother though, since she had always
viewed her and her mother as the reason she and I never had a good
relationship; despite the fact that if she really thought that was true, then
she was even crazier than I gave her credit for.

“How are you, Mom?” I asked, trying to be
causal and end the awkwardness that my mother was purposefully creating between
Valerie and me.

“Fine…” she answered and rolled her eyes.
She observed the remnants of Valerie’s belongings around the house. “I didn’t
know she was staying here.”