STEPBROTHER (R-18) novel Chapter 15

Scarlett's POV

Jayden takes a deep breath, his mouth inches from or ear as a deep groan vibrates in his throat. You feel his erection twitch against your ass.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, Scarlett"

"Mmm"

You respond but you're too focused on letting a sly smile spread on your mouth, as your peer challengingly at Oliver as if ti say 'game on asshole'

He tries to use my friends to make me jealous... time to see if he likes it.

Oliver furrows his brow, downs his beer and shoves it into the arms of some random person passing by before he's moving towards you.

Oh fuck, oh fuck... he's coming over

Jayden doesn't notice the way your panic sets in and makes you tense up. You release his hands, but he takes control and runs them up your body, unaware that you've been using him to make another man jealous.

No

You shake your head at Oliver, hoping he'll get the hint and stay away, but even if he does, he ignores you. No, instead, he returns your salacious grin, and stops directly in front of you. You turn your head to witness Jayden's confusion.

"Yeah man?"

"Scarlett"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

He ignores Jayden completely

"I think you're forgetting our little chat earlier"

You shrug, blatantly appearing agitated, but you know it wont do you any good. Not when it comes to Oliver. He only sees and catches on to what he wants to.

He's one selective mother fucker

"We didn't discuss anything important"

"Oh really? Should i refresh your memory?"

Oliver raises his brow at you, knowing full well what his words are doing to your body. You clench your walls, and stifle a soft sigh.

"Ha, I'd love to see you try"

Oliver directs his attention to Jayden who looks just as confused as when Oliver first walked over. Oliver reaches for you, wrapping his arms around your waists.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Jayden glares at Oliver and reaches for you, but Oliver presses his hand threateningly against his chest, holding him back.

"She's done using you to provoke me"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Oliver your being an asshole"

He turns his head so his mouth is almost touching your neck, and he whispers in your ear, and your opposition melts.

"I'm gonna jog your memory"

You cast Jayden a sympathetic look as Oliver begins leading you away form him.

"Oliver I told you not to come"

"Oh, baby, I'm not going to be the one who's cuming"

Oh fuck... oh fuck...

Your mind is clouded with images of him stroking your folds with the same skilful movements he had when you caught him jerking off. Your body yearns for his touch in a way that's toxic.

"Tell me, Scarlett. Should I use my fingers? Or my tongue?"

"Oh shit, your tongue... use your tongue"

"Mmm... how about i use both?"

"You're the expert"

You moan softly as he pulls you into the office. The same one you were going to sneak into to find a bathroom and some quiet. He locks the door.

You stumble backwards a few steps, but his arms are wrapped around you once again. He reaches for your jaw, tightening his grip just enough to control your movements, so he could force your gaze level with his.

"Oh, Scarlett, trying too provoke me... cute"

"It worked didn't it?"

"You don't have to dangle yourself and entice me like that. You already know I want you. After this, you wont forget."

Not even ten seconds later, she clutches her stomach, lurching forward and vomiting on the floor near your feet. You jump backwards.

"Fuck, Bri!"

Oliver reaches quirky for her hair, pulling it back out her face. Eyes though out the entire room turn towards you as she wrenches on the floor.

"Are you okay?"

Bri grunts, but cant speak as another bout of dry heaving hits her.

"We're gonna leave. Could your drive us?"

Oliver nods, and just as Bri is done throwing up, she wipes her mouth and you and Oliver attempt to help escort her to his car that's parked out front just a little down the street. When you get to his car, you help her inside the back, and slide into the passenger seat.

"That was awful timing"

You look at him, watching as he pulls out onto the road.

Nothing like a distraction to keep you from possibly making a mistake. Lately it seems like most of what we keep doing is a mistake.

"Well I assumed we'd be there longer. Not sure if we can take her home drunk"

"Bring her back to our house"

"Why?"

The last thing I need is for my parents to I see us.

"No ones home but me. They're gone to a hotel for the night. Something about a romantic evening"

"Oh. I see"

You shift uncomfortably in your seat.

All of us... alone at the house. So not a good idea, but I'm out of options.

"Okay, just take us home"

You ignore the uncertainty in your mind.

It'll be fine. Besides, Bri's sick and she's gonna need my help.

When you look at Oliver as he stops at a red light, you legalise his eyes are on you. The way he's looking at you, it's like he wants to devour you right there, and you know you're in trouble.