STEPBROTHER (R-18) novel Chapter 43

Scarletts P.O.V

This is ridiculous. Why am I nervous?

You've had sex with Oliver, and yet, you're so unnerved by the notion of going on a date with him, your hands are shaking as you finish your makeup. You straighten your t-shirt, and peer at the shorts you're wearing and deem yourself acceptable for hiking, before you slip out into the hallway, and gasp when you find him leaning casually against the wall beside the stairs.

Fuck, he looks hot. He wasn't joking when he said he'd make this fun...

He whistles when he sees you, pushing away from the wall, with his hands shoved in his pockets before he takes a few calculated steps towards you. His hair is disheveled in that sexy boyish way that makes your insides clench. The t-shirt he wears clings wonderfully to each muscle for your greedy gaze to drink in.

"Keep staring at me like that and we aren't going to make it to the mountain"

He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you to him, taking a deep, exaggerated breath before he leans forward to graze your lips softly with his.

"Mm, just as tempting"

Oliver chuckles before he presses his lips against yours, and just as you begin to passionately kiss him back, he pulls away, clearing his throat before he gestures towards the stairs with a nod of his head.

"Distracting... we've gotta get going. Because despite how fucking rock hard my dick is, I want to do this somewhat properly"

"When were you one to be 'proper'?"

You raise a challenging brow at him as he lingers at the bottom of the stairs. He grins at your quip, and bites his lip while shrugging.

"God, you're making it fucking hard to when you act like this"