From Stepbrother to Daddy (Stepbrothers Behaving Badly 2)

“Not on your life. I didn’t even want to come to the Prom. I came to spend time with you and that’s exactly what we’re going to do in the hotel suite that I’ve booked.”

“You’re such a dirty boy!”

“Adele! You have no idea how dirty I can be. But you’re about to find out.”

She would find out, all fucking night long. I intended to make this one Prom that we’d both remember for the rest of our lives. Besides, the suite had cost me a fucking fortune. I’d nearly had to sell my bike to pay for it, but I knew that it was worth it from the moment I booked it. We were no longer having to sneak around; not tonight anyway. We would be together, and even if we were going to college in the next few weeks, this would mean something about our time together. It wouldn’t be some fucking high-school romance, it would be more than that for now. I knew that nothing lasted for ever. It never did in my life; maybe that was why I was obsessed with my bike. It was the one thing that I’d been able to rely on for so long and it never disappointed me.

Chapter Four

If we hadn’t had sex in the closet, I would have taken her in the limo. We both needed to freshen up and as she ran around the hotel suite like a little kid, I knew exactly how we were going to do that. Everything had taken too long. From checking in, to getting up to the suite. There was only one thing on my mind.

Adele!

It was as if I was a fucking addict. Then again maybe I do have addictive tendencies. Everyone says that I’m obsessed with my bike. Maybe my obsession has moved from my bike to Adele. I grabbed her arm as she was too busy talking about the hotel room and the fact that it cost a fortune. I pressed her body against mine and said, “It did, but you’re worth every penny.”

Her head dropped to the side, exposing the curve of her neck and all I could do was kiss it. I ducked my head against her skin and she let out a sigh.

“I thought that we would talk first.”

I pulled away, “We do that all the time.”

She pushed me away, “No we don’t.”

I swayed my head from left-to-right. “Okay after we’re done then we’ll talk.”

“Liam?”

“What? Did you really think that I spent all this money on a hotel suite to have a conversation?”

She looked disappointed as she mumbled, “No. But at times it’s as if all we do is have sex or talk about sex. Just like in the limo, I spent most of the time smacking your hand away while you were trying to take me in there.”

I raised an eyebrow, thinking that wasn’t the way I remembered our journey to the hotel just now.

“Adele, you’ve got no panties on. I’m a guy. What did you think was going to happen? Besides you seem to have short-term memory: if anything you were teasing me, saying that you had no panties on. Even whispering it when I was trying to concentrate on checking us in.”

What the fuck was going on?

She moved away from me, not saying a word, and it was driving me insane. I felt like leaving right there and then. I didn’t give a fuck how much I’d paid for the hotel room; I couldn’t cope with the wind changing every second because it was scaring the shit out of me. Nothing was worth this much stress, especially if she was going to keep doing it. I had a feeling that she was going to. I turned to grab my jacket. I just wanted to get the fuck out of here.

“Adele just tell me what it is. Is it really me? Because if so, then we can just forget this whole thing right now. We’re both going to college and we won’t see each other again. Is that what you want?”

She shook her head and then cupped my face with her hand, dropping my jacket to the ground as the mood started to change once again. Something was happening between us and I didn’t even know what the issue was but as I pulled her in again. This time a lot gentler than before. Maybe that was the issue: I was acting all caveman and she didn’t like it. So I turned her around and undid her dress.

“I want to admire your body.”

She shook her head, but then I silenced her by kissing her delicately on the shoulder. Her dress dropped to the ground and I unclasped her bra. She didn’t say another word as I cupped her breasts. Shit, she was so fucking beautiful. I started to roll her nipples between my fingers and she didn’t protest this time. If anything I could feel her ass pressing against me.

“You’ve changed your mind?”

I growled, but she didn’t say anything, pressing harder against me while resting her head on my shoulder. I wanted her so fucking badly; my limp dick started to turn into an erection. “You want me?”

She nodded, “What do you think?”

I wished I knew the answer to the question, I was expecting her to tell me that she didn’t want to do this anymore. But she said nothing as my hand started to roam her chest. Fuck, I could have played with her breasts all fucking night long. My right hand slipped in between her parting folds, and I moved slowly, savoring every moment and not wanting to rush things.

The light was on by the side of the bed, but I didn't want to fuck her on the bed. She moved her hands to feel the side of me, but I was fully clothed and she was naked. The pleasure was all mine.

I spun her around for reassurance, to make sure that she really did want me. She didn’t say a word as I slowly pressed my lips against hers. She moved her hands to take off my shirt like an animal. She didn’t even try to undo the buttons as she popped them, leaving enough room between our bodies to do that. I helped her as she struggled to pop the final buttons. Then as I peeled my shirt off my body. Her hands roamed my body as she coiled her delicate fingers around it.