Stepbrother: Moving In/Moving Out (3 page)

Carter turns to me. “Mina, is this what you want?” he asks.

My head is spinning. My emotions pull me in opposite directions, refusing to let me go no matter how badly I try to rid myself of the conflict.

“Mina?” Seth asks from the bed.

I’m stuck in time. I wish for a black portal to appear in the carpet below me and send me into an alternate universe.

“Mina?!” They both say again.

“Nope!” I say with closed eyes. “Not doing this.”

I turn around quickly and run out of the room. The sheet trails behind me, dragging along the floor as I race into the other bedroom and slam the door.

***

I hear a tapping on the door, but I stay underneath the covers.

“Go away,” I say.

“Mina, can we come in?” Carter asks. “We want to talk to you.”

We?

After what just happened, I figured the two of them would have killed each other by now. I sit up and stare at the closed door. My gut tells me to hop out the window, but I know that would just cause more problems. I slide off the bed and throw on a pair of shorts and a shirt.

“Come in,” I say.

The door opens and Carter and Seth walk into the room.

“Mina,” Seth says. “We believe we have a solution to our… little problem.”

“We don’t have a
little problem
,” I say. I cross my arms over my chest. “Seth and I made a mistake. It’ll never happen again. End of story.”

“I love you,” Seth says. “I’ve spent many years pretending I didn’t and I’m not going to keep that up now that I have you.”

“Now that you
have
me?”

“And I love you, too,” Carter says. “I always have and it’s unfair for me to be pushed aside just because you two have a little more history.”

Seth nods. “The timing isn’t perfect. And it would be equally as unfair to force you to choose between us right now.”

“I’m confused…” I say.

“So,” Carter continues. “Seth and I have decided that we want to settle this like men.”

I massage my temples. That hangover headache clearly made itself at home in my skull. “Is this a gladiator thing?” I ask. “Are you going to fight to the death or, I don’t know… race your cars on the streets… or…

“We decided that the man that pleases you the most will win,” Seth says.

“Pleases me?” I repeat slowly.

“Sexually.”

I take a deep breath. “Oh, for god’s sake…”

“We each get one night with you,” Carter explains. “Afterward, you’ll choose between us.”

“Are you freakin’ kidding me?” I ask.

“It’s fair,” Seth says. “We agreed.”

“Well, I didn’t,” I say. “Sex isn’t the only thing that makes a relationship worthwhile.”

“We know that,” Carter says. “But, we’re choosing to focus on this anyway.”

“This is stupid,” I say.

“Do you agree to it or not?” Seth asks.

I roll my eyes. I’ve already made my choice. Spending the night with Seth was wrong. We can’t have a relationship. It wouldn’t work. No one in our family would ever accept it. But the memory of him making love to me is still fresh in my mind. I can still feel him on top of me, grinding inside of me, kissing me. It was ridiculously intense. I’d be lying if I said I never wanted to experience it again.

“And the both of you will respect my choice, no matter what?” I ask.

They stand up tall, as if they’re both soldiers standing to attention for their commanding officer.

“Yes,” Carter says. “No matter what, your choice is final.”

I sigh. This competition is stupid. But if it makes them both happy, what’s the harm? I can get one last night in with Seth and then continue life as normal afterward by choosing to be with Carter. As long as everyone holds up their end of the bargain, it should turn out okay.

“Fine,” I force myself to say. “One night with each of you.”

They both smile.

I suddenly feel very, very dirty.

Chapter 4

Carter insists on going first. He’s just that kind of guy.

My entire work day consisted of reading his text messages.

You’re going to feel like a new woman when I’m done with you.

I can’t wait for tonight.

Are you as excited as I am?

And to be honest, yes. I am. I don’t remember the last time I felt so pampered.

I come back to the apartment and find it cast in darkness. The only illumination comes from the bedroom we share. I can immediately tell it’s from candles.

“Whoa…” I say as I push open the door.

The room has been completely straightened and cleaned. Carter stands in the center of the room wearing a dress shirt and tie.

“Well, you clean up nice,” I say as I toss my purse onto the dresser.

“I wanted to put in the extra effort for tonight,” he says.

I nod and look around the room. “Thank you,” I say. “But you know it’s not necessary. It’s an easy choice—”

“Shh—” He holds up a finger. “Don’t think about that right now,” he says. “Just relax.”

I take a step closer to him and he wraps his arms around me. His lips graze my forehead. It has a soothing, calming affect on me and I relax deeper into his embrace.

“Lie down on the bed,” he tells me.

“Where’s Seth?” I ask.

“He’s made himself scarce for the night,” Carter says. “Forget about him.” His lips find my neck and he plants a few strategic kisses along my collar bone.

“That feels nice…” I coo into his ear.

“Get used to it…” he replies.

He pushes me backwards onto the bed. My heart leaps at the sudden move.

“Hey—” I say.

“Be quiet.” He leans over me and puts a fingers against my lips. “You don’t make a peep unless I say so. Do you understand?”

I stare up at him and my body trembles. Physical roughness is new territory for Carter. I say nothing and nod my head instead.

“That’s a good girl,” he says.

He grabs my feet and slips my shoes off one at a time.

“I want you,” he continues, “to give yourself over to me tonight…
completely
.”

I lean forward as he pulls my shirt over my head and tosses it to the floor.

“Do you understand what that means?” he asks.

I nod my head, although, I’m not entirely how far he wants this to go. He smiles as he drops to his knees and pulls the zipper to my pants down.

“Don’t hold back,” he whispers. His nails scratch along my legs as he guides my pants down to my ankles. He tosses it to the floor with the rest of my clothing. “Spread your legs for me.”

My knees shake as I comply. He settles himself between them and grasps my hips to pull me closer to the edge of the bed. I balance on my elbows and stare down at him in the darkness. The candlelight dances on his face as he leans in to kiss my belly.

“I’ve taken you so many times. I know exactly what you like…” he groans. His tongue traces a line along my thighs, inching closer to my panties. “But I want this time to feel
new
…”

Blood pumps through my veins, traveling quickly towards my mound. His words rev my desires. I want him to keep going. I
need
him to keep going.

His fingers grasp my panties and pull them to the side to display my dripping folds. “And this…” He blows a cool bit of air against my bits. A cold shiver travels up my back. “I’m going to make you scream…” He licks his lips and moves in closer.

I squeeze my eyes shut, lost in the anticipation. I feel him grasp my knees and push them apart even more. His warm breath touches my folds. I want to moan, but I remember his warning not to make a sound. I bite my lips and struggle as his tongue makes contact with my skin.

He massages my outer lips, tasting me. I open my eyes and look down at him as he works me. His own eyes glance up, locked in observance. I see amusement in them as he watches me squirm.

“That’s right, Mina,” he whispers. “Don’t make a sound.”

He pushes his tongue between my folds and slides along my clit. My back twitches off the bed and I reach out to grasp the bedspread with one hand. Desire burns inside of me, tempting me to cry out and moan. But I stay silent. I keep my word.

He pulls my swollen bud between his teeth, sucking me closer to orgasm. My teeth chatter together in my mouth. My face muscles contort as true passion takes hold. I breathe fast, unable to keep up with what’s happening.

“Come for me, Mina,” he groans. His lips stay centered on my core. “Moan my name.”

“Carter!” I scream, the voice coming from deep inside of me. My knees twitch and shake as my body crashes into its climax. He sucks harder at my clit. “Carter, it’s too much!”

He doesn’t stop. He’s hellbent on bringing me as much pleasure as possible. His tongue flicks along the sensitive tissue to coax another orgasm from me.

“Carter! Oh… fuck!”

Just one more touch. That’s all it will take to get me screaming again.

His teeth brush along my clit and I buckle under the pressure. Another climax tears through me. He pulls his mouth away from my slit and stands up. I stare at him through blurry vision as I moan for him over and over again.

Carter’s hand fall his his belt. “That’s enough of that, now…” he says as he pulls it loose.

I whimper repeatedly as my body attempts to regain its normalcy. He pulls his pants to the floor and lets his cock stand on end.

“Let’s give that mouth something to do…”

He kneels above me on the bed with his stiff manhood in one hand.

“Open your mouth,” he says.

I do as I’m told as he latches his free hand against the back of my head. With my body propped up with one elbow, I take his swollen tip between my lips.

“Suck it, Mina,” he says.

He tastes sweet against my tongue and I relish in bringing him pleasure. I glance up at him as I pull him in deeper until his tip grazes the back of my throat. He grunts with satisfaction. I continue bobbing my face back and forth, slathering his shaft with my saliva, bringing him closer to his own climax.

He reaches between my legs. I moan slightly as he slides a finger inside my tightness.

“Shh…” he warns. “Don’t make a sound.”

I suck harder on him as a way of urging him to continue fondling me.

He moans with a huge smile along his face. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

I nod and massage his shaft from the inside using my tongue.

He takes his wet fingers and traces slow, powerful circles around my clit. I fight back my moans of pleasure and try to focus on his huge cock. He regards me with amusement and gives me a firmer rub to make it more difficult.

“Do you want to moan around my dick?” he asks.

I nod my head quickly.

“You want to come with my dick in your mouth?”

I nod even more. Once again, I’m so close. He knows just how to bend me and just how to break me.

He shifts his weight above me and forces me down into a sixty-nine. His lips find my clit again and I can barely contain my pleasures. I grunt and moan as his manhood vibrates between my lips. He meets my enthusiasm and my clit tingles with his moaning voice. I grip his thighs, my nails digging in as another pleasure waves rocks me to the core.

I pull his thick rod out of my throat and try to breathe as my body shakes beneath him. “I can’t!” I cry. It hurts so much and we’ve barely even begun. Ecstasy surges through my veins, leaving me tired, but still wanting.

Carter shifts on the bed. I feel his hands grasp my legs, pulling them apart as he settles between them.

“Carter…” I breathe.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he says. He pulls my legs around his waist and shifts my body closer. “I have to be inside of you.”

“Do it…” I moan. My body feels like jello. I’ve lost all control. “Do it to me, Carter…”

“Beg me for it,” he demands.

I look down and see his fingers wrapped tightly around his hard cock. He rubs it against my sensitive tissue, teasing me with it.

“Please…” I moan. “Fuck me, Carter.”

“Do you like how it feels when I fuck you?”

“Yes!” I scratch at the bed beneath me.

“More than him?”

I flash back to my night of drunken mistakes. “Yes!” I cry, forcing the memory out of my mind. But it keeps coming back. I imagine Seth’s lean body balanced over me, thrusting me against his bed. I look up into his eyes and I shiver.

Carter pushes forward and slides his cock all the way inside of me. I immediately come again. My inner muscles clench down on his member, twitching wildly as he grinds me over and over again.