Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
23
Taylor
When the social wraps up, we help the guys pack up, and it’s a little after eight by the time we’re heading back to our place.
But this time, something’s different.
This time, we’re boyfriends.
Brenner Dean is my boyfriend.
And I’m his boyfriend.
That’s fucking wild.
It’s the best feeling, and even better seeing how excited he seemed about it throughout the rest of the social.
On the way to our place, Brenner says, “Glad some girls Sadie’s age ended up showing.”
“I am too. Although, she was having plenty of fun before they got there, which I was happy about. Not sure she’ll go on any of these dates she was bound and determined to get, but if one of them clicks, I imagine her mom will be driving them out to the nearest Applebee’s for a nice Friday evening get-together.”
Bren laughs. “That’s the tragedy of trying to date when you’re that young. Needing your parents to drop you off on dates.”
“You think when we tell our parents, we’re not going to have to go on dates with them?”
He cringes. “Fuck. Don’t spoil all the sexiness of today.”
I laugh. “Just being realistic.”
“Well, stop.”
“Or you’ll do what?”
“Give you another dance lesson.”
“Asshole.”
Bren rests his hand on my thigh. “Is that what you’re gonna give me tonight?”
“Is that what you want tonight? Some ass?” I sneak a glance as he considers it.
“I’m trying to decide if I want to fuck my boyfriend or get fucked by my boyfriend. What does my boyfriend want?”
Between him touching my leg and saying the word, my cheeks flush with heat as desire pulses through me.
“Yeah, that’s right,” he goes on as he slides his hand toward my crotch. “I know what my boyfriend likes when I say it.”
There it is again, and he’s emphasizing it in a way that’s really getting me going. Brenner and this word shouldn’t have this kind of power over me, but it’s so hot, I don’t really give a fuck.
“Oh, you like that a lot.” He grips the stiff erection crimping in my jeans.
Fortunately, we’re around the corner from our place.
He offers another stroke before pulling his hand away, and it’s fucking torture.
“You can just enjoy that feeling until we get in the bedroom.”
I gulp and focus on the road. Feels like an eternity before we get through the main gate of the complex. And as I slide into my parking space, something primal and determined rises within me.
Brenner sports this cocky grin as we get out of the car, clearly loving the way he got me all wound up.
“Maybe we should watch a movie first?” he says as we head through the breezeway and up the stairwell. I shake my head, but he doesn’t let up. “We could order pizza and finish it before the movie.”
I roll my eyes. “How about we bake some brownies? What’s that? Another thirty minutes?”
“Not a bad idea,” he says, and I search around before spinning toward him. I don’t even know what’s come over me, but before I know it, I have him pinned against the wall by our neighbor’s door, my lips smashing against his as I rub this crimping erection against him.
As I pull away, he gasps, and I whisper, “Kissing you now shouldn’t feel any different than all the other times we’ve kissed.”
“No, it shouldn’t,” he says before my mouth is back on his again.
I don’t know what it is—the way he got me all worked up, or because we’re not just fucking around. That he’s my boyfriend.
Brenner Dean is all mine.
I pry my lips from his, searching around the breezeway. “Obviously not gonna fuck you out here.”
He shrugs. “Wouldn’t be the worst thing we could do.”
“No, we’re not doing that,” I say through my teeth. I take his hand and scramble for my keys. When I get him inside, we hurry into my room, and I push him against the wall beside the door, locking lips.
“Someone’s awfully feisty tonight.”
“Someone made me feisty.” I nibble at his bottom lip, tugging before pulling away, our gazes locked.
“Yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?”
I move quickly for another kiss, and we make out as we clumsily make our way to the bed. I strip down, then remove his shirt and pants, so he’s just in his briefs. I hurry to the nightstand to get lube, which Brenner eyes with a strange expression on his face.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Just had the wildest thought. You remember before I came out to Dad, when we had sleepovers in my room?”
I nod.
“Those nights when we were sleeping in the same bed, never even messed around once.”
“We weren’t attracted to each other back then,” I remind him.
“I mean, not like I never thought about it.”
“Perv.”
“You know it,” he says. “We’d sit on the edge of the bed, playing video games with the volume as low as we could so Dad wouldn’t think we were staying up all night.”