STEPBROTHER (R-18)

Scarletts P.O.V

One year later...

"If you want these so bad, you're gonna have to bribe me"

You watch Oliver, amused as he dangles your apartment key in front of your face. As if he'd really keep you from the apparent you've both just rented together as you prepare for your semester at Uni.

"Bribe you?"

You place your hands on your hips, cocking your head sideways ass you narrow your gaze at his hand as he waves the keys again.

"What if I don't?"

Oliver snickers, grinning as he shoves the keys in his pocket and shrugs.

"Guess you'll have to keep living here with your mom and Kirk"

Not a fan of that option.

You shake your head, taking a few steps towards him with your hand outstretched.

"Not doing that. Keys, please"

"Ah, ah, ah"

With a sharp shake of his head, he bites his lip mischievously and you swoon at the sight. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that outlines his muscles perfectly, he looks utterly delectable.

I cant wait to do all those dirty things to him in that apartment...

You shiver from the thought, dropping your arm back down at your side.

"Bribe. Come on, baby. You've gotta earn it"

"Yes, because paying half the bills gets you nowhere"

"Not with me"

He taps his chin thoughtfully

"You know I need a bit more persuasion"

You grind your teeth, thankful your mother and Kirk are gone or the afternoon while you and Oliver pack, so she doesn't have to witness the way just his words summon your arousal.

"You're being ridiculous"

He arches a challenging brow, crossing his arms over his chest as he steps forward.

"Am I? Ridiculous? No"

He takes another step towards you, lifting his hand to cup the side of your face and pull your lips close to his, enough to feel the heat along your mouth.

'I'm just a man who knows exactly what he wants"

"Okay"

You combat your breathlessness by blinking rapidly and taking a few deep drags of air into your lungs.

you yelp excitedly when he uses his other hand to yank your hips into him, revealing the painfully hard bulge in his jeans.

"How bad do you want the keys, Scarlett?"

You reach for his wrist, encircling your fingers around it as you lean forward until your mouth touches his with a feathery embrace.

"Maybe I don't want them"

"You pull away, stepping backwards quickly as you release his wrist. His eyes widen, humoured and shacked by your open defiance as you drag your tongue along your mouth.

"Maybe I'm the one that needs convincing from you"

You use this moment to teasingly drag your hands downward along your sides, while sighing slowly. You can tell by the way his brows furrow and he brings his fist to his mouth to bite, that he's ridiculously turned on.

"Fuck Scarlett. You want to play games?"

"Maybe"

You hold your breath as he stalks towards you, attempting to maintain your willpower, but the closer he gets the more you lose your resolve. He reaches forward, cupping your chin to graze his thumb over your plump lip.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Showing you what you're giving up"

He leans forward, and instead of feverishly pressing his mouth against yours, he captures your bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling, pulling and sucking temptingly until a guttural moan rolls off your tongue. When the kiss ends, and you're left in a dizzy haze of hormone, he releases your face with a salacious grin printed on his mouth.

"Now, I'm gonna ask you again. How badly do you want these keys?"

"So fucking bad"

"That's what I thought. Now show me"

He nods at you, and its like some other erotic part of your brain is awakened. With a deep breath, you reach for the bottom of your shirt, peeling it up from your body, before discarding it on the floor.

Fine. I'll give him a show.

You move your hands over to your bra covered cleavage, careful to hook your thumbs in the top of it to give him a quick glimpse of your pink, hardened nipples beneath. He groans, pressing his hand against his chest as you shake your breasts gently.

"Hmm... something like this?"

You slide your hands to your back where you unhook your bra, before you shimmy the straps down your arms, and the material drops from your body. His eyes immediately widen a fraction upon drinking in your breasts. You make an effort to slightly bounce on your toes, causing them to jiggle deliciously in front of him.

"Oh yeah. Just like that"

You sway your hips gently, goading him closer as you unbutton your jeans, and drag your zipper down.

"Fuck yes"

You teasingly drag the zipper back up and he shakes his head.

"Off"

He almost barks the words at you, his desire a demanding entity that rules his actions. You grin and snicker, raising your brows before you drag the zipper back down, and hook your thumbs in the edge of your jeans.

"Have I ever told you you're bossy?"

you pull your jeans down your legs and

Like my need for control doesn't make

He's right. It does.

between those thighs, I'll

Jesus, he's so filthy.

of your centre, and you know from his darkened gaze he's seconds away from

your jeans, and run you hand over your panties, moaning passionately as the friction stirs unimaginable pleasure

love watching

softly, peering at him beneath hooded

you want to

"What gives it away?"

to the thick erection he cant mask, in his pants. You finger the waistband of your panties and shift your legs to spread your thighs more for

you want to take

"That's incredibly tempting"

teasing him. His ravenous expression just makes me...

you stay

confusion before he

touch you,

You shake your head.

I'm the one calling the

sashay towards him, completely bare. When you stop in front of him he lifts his arms to get a hand full of your breasts, when you pull back slightly

matter ho badly you want to

flexing his fingers before closing his hand into a fist and putting it back down at his side. You reach for his pocket, tucking the panties in

to regret

"Not yet"

your head, reaching towards him, you get your lips just close enough to

begging

"Begging?"

the way he twitches in his pants, as if he can feel your tight walls around his shaft already, grinding the velvety insides all around him. You

"You're fucking killing me"

badly do you want to be inside

of his nickname, he narrows his eyes and tenses

"Scarlett..."

does nothing to dissuade you. Instead, you arch a challenging brow and step so

This could

to retort, you push your finger inside of yourself and moan loudly at

"Awe fuck"

resolved growl, he moves towards

"Enough! Its my turn"

ravish you when the unmistakable sound of someone clearing their throat from within the foyer doorway catches your attention. Oliver turns his head, eyes widening when he realises his father has

"Fuck"

Why'd

moves her head around Kirks large frame to get a view of

"Oh god!"

Fuck! I'm naked!

yourself, aware that your arms and hands aren't

kill me now...

fathers vision, before he scoops you up and hurries out of room to the bathroom. When he

god. Oh

Oliver smirks

of a

him, feeling your cheeks warm with embarrassment as you

naked! Please tell

your head to dispel the

they

me feel

"I need my clothes"

"Relax"

"I cant"

darting gaze with his before he

"Scarlett, relax. Its fine"

his steady breaths, thankful when your racing heart

"My clothes"

slightly before leaning

them.

gets to

"Good"

returns with your clothes even

god, did they

Oliver shrugs.

with

imagine all the shit my mothers gonna

before you hold out your hand.

think I've earned

chuckle leaves his lips before he withdraws the keys from his pocket and places your

"You did earn it"

pulling you to him again before

we're not finished. We'll continue this

haven't been scarred from

ass

"That's the spirit"

"You're an ass"

make your way to the kitchen. Kirk and your mother look up when you enter, your mothers face turning beet

this day could get any

cut to the chase. You know better than to strip in the living

getting

have done that if I knew you were

were. We wouldn't miss your moving day. I only had to get a few things

What the...

weren't coming back for 'hours'. He grins sheepishly at you while rubbing the back of

will say anything

You let

holds up his hands

baby. Ive always been

now his father has had an

I thought they would be gone. It had only been twenty

this is why I'm very enthused about you both getting your

"Feelings mutual"

you two sit, there's something we'd like to

overcomes you as you recall multiple times having to sit down with your mother when she explained you were both leaving her current boyfriend. You frown, watching as Oliver

"What's going on?"

over aren't they... I was almost convinced she'd changed. That for once she'd have something