Chance stroked her hard and fast, and she gripped the edge of the bed as they shook to the rhythm of Chance’s pounding. He eased off and turned her around, placing one of her legs on the floor and the other on the bed. He guided his cock inside her once more. She groaned as she felt his cock thrusting deeper and harder into her, dominating her. She felt him groan and moan even louder as he sank his hands in the soft flesh on her ass and buried himself deeper into her. Soon a bubble started in her, threatening to burst. She dug her nails into Chance as she always did and pushed herself closer against him so his cock hit deeper in her pussy. She was coming, but she wanted to take him along with her. She didn’t have to wait too long as his tempo increased, and he stiffened and groaned loudly as he let himself spill into her before he fell onto her.
Claire slid off him and fell face down on the bed, heaving as she tried to regain her breath. Chance lay on his stomach and relaxed on his elbows. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. Claire pulled him closer and kissed him on the lips. No words needed to be spoken as their eyes locked. They had found each other, and even though the events leading up to their union had been wild and unpredictable, they were finally where they were meant to be: in each other’s arms.
*** THE END ***
(BONUS BOOK #2)
TEASE
(A Stepbrother
Romance)
By
Mia Carson
COPYRIGHT ? 2016
All Rights Reserved
JENN
I got off the plane and immediately scanned the airport crowd for the one person I knew would always be there to welcome me home: Tyler, my stepbrother.
A few years ago, my mom and dad divorced and moved to opposite ends of the country; Mom to sunny California while Dad stayed in New York. Each of them had remarried and started a new family as the years passed. Susan, my mom, ended up with Mark, a man I swear was exactly like my dad. Jack, my dad, ended up with Lauren, a woman who was radically different from my down-to-earth, head-screwed-on-right mom. Lauren came into the marriage with a bonus—her son, Tyler, who was only two years older than me.
I developed an instant crush on Tyler the first time I met him five years ago, but that crush never blossomed into anything meaningful because Tyler was too busy with older girls to pay attention to my subtle flirtations. As the years passed, we settled into a nice sibling relationship, and even though I was happy we got along so well, it pained me that my need for him would never be reciprocated. Thankfully, I had been accepted into the University of California, so I didn’t have to deal with seeing him on the East Coast until my winter break, since I usually spent summers with Mom. I was excited to be back in New York for the winter holidays, not necessarily because of my dad, which was important, of course, but more importantly, because I would be spending a few weeks with Tyler.
I didn’t have to look long. Someone grabbed me from behind and held me against his body. “Guess who?”
I smiled as I caught the familiar whiff of Tyler’s cologne. I relaxed and played along. “My boyfriend?”
Tyler paused for a second and then burst out laughing. “Yeah, right.”
“What’s so funny?”
“You, Jenn, have a boyfriend?”
“Why not?” I pulled myself out of his grip and turned. My heart skipped a couple of beats at the familiar handsome features of the boy I wanted so much. Gosh, I had missed him.
“You’re so uptight that I don’t think any boy would dare come near you,” he grinned, his smile hitting me in the core and spreading warmth through my body. Yes, even a simple smile from him could do that much damage to me!
“That’s what you think,” I replied, wanting so much to kiss him but refraining and hoping my eyes didn’t betray my need.
“So prove me wrong. Do you have a boyfriend?” He stepped so close to me that I could almost touch him.
“I don’t want one,” I said, playfully pushing him away from me. In reality, I really wanted him to hold me tighter and longer.
“Yeah, right,” he smiled.
“Not every girl wants to fuck the first man she sees.” I said the word “fuck” in a whisper, glancing around, afraid someone might have heard me.
“See, you can’t even say the word ‘fuck’ without freezing up,” he replied in a rather loud voice.
“Stop,” I said in mock shame, putting my hands over my eyes like that would make the people staring at us disappear.
“Why? You don’t like the attention?”
“Not that sort. Come on, let’s get out of here,” I said, half dragging him away from the crowd.
“If you say so, but I still think ‘fuck’ is an okay word to say.”
I burst into laughter. Tyler laughed with me. He stopped suddenly and pulled me to him again, giving me a tight bear hug.
“I missed you, sis. Welcome home,” he said as he disengaged himself from the hug and threw his arm over my shoulders so we could walk towards the parking garage. We settled in Tyler’s car and into a comfortable silence as we navigated out of the airport traffic.
“What do you mean I’m so uptight?” I asked, breaking the silence as the car pulled out of the airport. I knew what he meant, but I needed to tease him just for the heck of it.
“Well, I don’t see you ever being with a man,” he said with a smile curving onto his face.
“Are you suggesting I’d rather be with a woman?”