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My hand held her throat loosely before I brought my thumb up to skim her chin. Fuck me, she was beautiful. Hazel eyes that were a mix of honey brown and jade green. I could’ve stared into them all day, but we didn’t have the time.
There was so much I wanted to do to her, dowithher, but I knew she was freaking out. She wasn’t ready for a push, not yet. But she was too tempting to resist completely. I leaned forward slowly, my gaze locked on hers. Her breath grew heavy the closer I got until my lips barely brushed hers. My heart raced and my need for her grew, but I just held my lips against hers.
“Goddamn, I fucking love your mouth,” I murmured, aching to kiss her but using all my self-control to hold myself back.
A small whimper escaped from deep in her throat as she leaned forward infinitesimally. I wondered if she realized that she was the one pushing us closer together now and not me.
“Do you know the things we could do in this bathroom? The way I could make you shudder and fall apart while our parents are just outside that door.”
Her pupils dilated, and I fought against the urge to smile. Whether she liked it or not, her body wasn’t bothered by my new label. “I could get on my knees, lift your dress, and suck your plump little clit into my mouth until you could barely hold back your scream. I could shove my cock in your tight little pussy so deep and hard, you’d squirt all over us and flood this damn bathroom. And then I’d lick you clean like you were the best dessert I’ve ever tasted.”
She shuddered against me and her eyes grew heavy-lidded.
“But you don’t want that, right? Because I’m your new stepbrother?”
She’d been tipsy last night, but the way her eyes were slightly glazed made me think she was drunk on my words in a way she’d never been on alcohol—at least not last night. She shook her head as if she was trying to shake away a fog.
“Right,” she whispered.
I held still for one last second, soaking in the way her body felt pressed against mine, our lips barely touching and her body heat warming me to my core even through our layers of clothes.
Being close to Jenna was like taking the first full breath of air after running through a smoke-filled burning building. She was bringing me back to life and she didn’t have a clue.
I stepped back, watching the way the cool air in the space where I’d been cleared the haze out of her eyes. Her chest heaved, but she didn’t say a word.
She didn’t have to.
She wasn’t ready for this, for what we could be. She was too in her head about labels and propriety. It was obvious in the way she held herself back though she’d been so forward and willing last night when she thought she’d never see me again.
But I knew my dad, and his track record for marriages was like clockwork. If she was worried about the stepbrother label, then maybe I’d bide my time until I wasn’t her stepbrother anymore.
Or I’d find a way to convince her this was worth repeating.
Either way, there was no way in hell I was done with this woman.
“I understand.” It wasn’t a lie. I understood her immediate concern, but it didn’t change the long game for me.
She nodded and then moved to the door. She didn’t look back at me as she said, “I’ll go out first, so it doesn’t look weird that we’re coming back together.”
I let her go, even as my fingers itched to reach out and grab her.
The door closed, and I leaned my hands on the sink ledge, staring myself down in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes a little dilated, but I doubted my dad or his trophy wife would notice.
I thought I’d been rocked from what happened before I was honorably discharged from the army, but it turned out Jenna had the ability to alter my world even more.
And it appeared I’d rocked hers as well, since she was nowhere to be found when I got back to the table. Nope, turned out she’d made a lame excuse and left.
That was okay. I could be patient when I had to be. And for a woman like Jenna, I had no problem waiting a long-ass time for her to realize that the kind of explosive chemistry we had didn’t come around every day.
We weren’t done by a long shot.
DON’T AGREE TO HAVE SEX WITH YOUR NEW STEPBROTHER
JENNA
I woke up bright and early—too early—the next morning. My brain was a mess of endless memories of Connor’s mouth, fingers, and his gloriously large cock. It was so wrong.
He was mystepbrother!
