First Time With My Stepbrother Boxed Set: A Stepbrother Romance Bundle (First Time With My Stepbrother Boxed Sets Book 1) by Selena Kitt
Authors: Selena Kitt
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Jared…” She leaned on the couch, letting her tits sway in her bra—he could look straight down her top—crawling toward him. She tried the whisper again, right against his ear. “This time, baby… I promise…”
Jared rolled his eyes and shook his head, jaw working. She liked seeing the way his neck flexed like that, turning red at the back, when he got upset. She liked knowing she was having an effect on him.
“Afraid?” she teased, putting a hand between his thighs, at his crotch. She didn’t touch him, just put her hand there, palm flat on the couch. She felt him tense, his spine straightening, and smiled.
“Fuck you.” He nudged her with an elbow.
“I know.” She licked her lips. “That’s just what you want. Well… you can have it.”
“The fuck you say.” He snorted. “You never mean it. You get me all worked up, and then…”
“Have you given up? Disappointed too many times?” Audrey went and stood between him and the TV, a smile of impish triumph on her face, hip cocked, hand resting there. “Did you wane me to make it easy for you? Don’t like the chase?”
“It’s just Charlie Brown and Lucy with that damned football.” He glowered at her. “Again and again. He never learns. Well—I do.”
“Yeah, but all he could’ve gotten from his sister was to kick a football.” She put her palms on the coffee table and leaned forward, licking her lips. “I’m going to let you fuck me tonight. Plenty of time before Mom and Dad get home.”
“Nothing doing.” He leaned to the left so he could see the TV. “And Lucy wasn’t Charlie Brown’s sister—she’s Linus’s sister.”
“Lucky Linus.”
“Don’t pervert Peanuts. That’s sacrilege.”
“You can be lucky Linus tonight.”
“Linus wasn’t getting any either, so you can fuck off. I’ve heard that before.” Just the ghost of a smile passed across Jared’s face, but he suppressed it. But it didn’t escape Audrey’s notice. Not for a moment. She knew how much she frustrated him—and she knew he enjoyed it.
Audrey stood, cocking her hip again, turning just a little sideways so he could see her ass in tight jeans. It was a fine ass, and there was no sense in not showing it off. Her thick, curly blonde hair was pulled back into a saucy ponytail, and she wore a tight, white T-shirt with blue sleeves. Her breasts were high and pert.
She had been careful to put on her tightest jeans that afternoon, when their parents had announced they were going out for the evening. Her father had glanced at her disapprovingly. The two of them had had their battles over these jeans, and Audrey had won, But her father was not above subtly letting her know he wasn’t happy about it.
Jared had also glanced. Or rather, more than glanced. And that was exactly the idea. He could pretend to be interested in hockey, pretend to have given up on her, but she knew her ass was a magnet for his eyes every single time. For all that dear old Dad feared Audrey would go out with some unscrupulous young man somewhere and go further with him than was wise, Daddy never suspected his own stepson would be the most likely candidate this evening.
The idea, of course, was to convince Jared that he was, indeed, the likely candidate this evening—that this was his lucky day.
Because Jared had not quite fucked his sister. Oh, the two of them had gone considerably down the road in that general direction—but not all the way.
Not to put too fine a point on it—Audrey was a hell of a tease.
You had to do what you were good at, right?
“Come on, bruh,” she said, hooking her thumbs in the beltloops of her jeans. “I need help getting these jeans off. In fact, I think I’ve really done it this time. I think I’m stuck.” Audrey stretched her arms up high over her head and began to writhe a little as if in a kind of erotic trance. “Oh. These jeans are so tight and
Jared rolled his eyes and shook his head, jaw working. She liked seeing the way his neck flexed like that, turning red at the back, when he got upset. She liked knowing she was having an effect on him.
“Afraid?” she teased, putting a hand between his thighs, at his crotch. She didn’t touch him, just put her hand there, palm flat on the couch. She felt him tense, his spine straightening, and smiled.
“Fuck you.” He nudged her with an elbow.
“I know.” She licked her lips. “That’s just what you want. Well… you can have it.”
“The fuck you say.” He snorted. “You never mean it. You get me all worked up, and then…”
“Have you given up? Disappointed too many times?” Audrey went and stood between him and the TV, a smile of impish triumph on her face, hip cocked, hand resting there. “Did you wane me to make it easy for you? Don’t like the chase?”
“It’s just Charlie Brown and Lucy with that damned football.” He glowered at her. “Again and again. He never learns. Well—I do.”
“Yeah, but all he could’ve gotten from his sister was to kick a football.” She put her palms on the coffee table and leaned forward, licking her lips. “I’m going to let you fuck me tonight. Plenty of time before Mom and Dad get home.”
“Nothing doing.” He leaned to the left so he could see the TV. “And Lucy wasn’t Charlie Brown’s sister—she’s Linus’s sister.”
“Lucky Linus.”
“Don’t pervert Peanuts. That’s sacrilege.”
“You can be lucky Linus tonight.”
“Linus wasn’t getting any either, so you can fuck off. I’ve heard that before.” Just the ghost of a smile passed across Jared’s face, but he suppressed it. But it didn’t escape Audrey’s notice. Not for a moment. She knew how much she frustrated him—and she knew he enjoyed it.
Audrey stood, cocking her hip again, turning just a little sideways so he could see her ass in tight jeans. It was a fine ass, and there was no sense in not showing it off. Her thick, curly blonde hair was pulled back into a saucy ponytail, and she wore a tight, white T-shirt with blue sleeves. Her breasts were high and pert.
She had been careful to put on her tightest jeans that afternoon, when their parents had announced they were going out for the evening. Her father had glanced at her disapprovingly. The two of them had had their battles over these jeans, and Audrey had won, But her father was not above subtly letting her know he wasn’t happy about it.
Jared had also glanced. Or rather, more than glanced. And that was exactly the idea. He could pretend to be interested in hockey, pretend to have given up on her, but she knew her ass was a magnet for his eyes every single time. For all that dear old Dad feared Audrey would go out with some unscrupulous young man somewhere and go further with him than was wise, Daddy never suspected his own stepson would be the most likely candidate this evening.
The idea, of course, was to convince Jared that he was, indeed, the likely candidate this evening—that this was his lucky day.
Because Jared had not quite fucked his sister. Oh, the two of them had gone considerably down the road in that general direction—but not all the way.
Not to put too fine a point on it—Audrey was a hell of a tease.
You had to do what you were good at, right?
“Come on, bruh,” she said, hooking her thumbs in the beltloops of her jeans. “I need help getting these jeans off. In fact, I think I’ve really done it this time. I think I’m stuck.” Audrey stretched her arms up high over her head and began to writhe a little as if in a kind of erotic trance. “Oh. These jeans are so tight and
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