Page 22 of Stepbrother For Christmas

Fuuuck. I know I need to leave right now to avoid being seen. But I can’t. I need to have her one more time. Just once more.

“Come for me, baby,” I say as I begin to rub circles on her clit with my thumb. “Come one last time before I leave here. I want to remember you just like this.”

“I’m so lightheaded from how good this feels,” she admits, her thighs trembling.

“Just rest and let me take over for a bit.” With a growl, I flip her over to her back and start fucking her really hard. Then for the next few minutes we fuck like the world is ending tomorrow.

“Aaaaaah, Chase…” she moans as waves of pleasure begin to course through her body.

She’s so beautiful.

A second later, as I pump her full of my come, I whisper in her ear, “Can I take you somewhere special tonight?”

“B-but…” She tips her chin up and meets my eyes. “I-I’m leaving on a bus this afternoon,” she says her voice breathless and hoarse.

“What?” A wave of panic washes over me.

She stares at me, confused. “I thought you knew that I was leaving today. I just came here for the weekend. I’m in an advanced study group that meets during my winter and spring breaks.”

“I don’t recall anyone telling me that,” I say, trying to ignore the twinge in my chest.

I can’t let her go. She’s mine and I want to keep her with me!

Fuck. My dad said that I should spend time with my stepsister, but I don’t think falling in love with her was what he meant. This DEFINITELY was not part of the plan. I was hesitant at first, but now there’s no going back.

I clear my throat. “What time does your bus leave today?” I ask, trying to sound unaffected and casual.

“2:30pm.”

“I-I’ll drive you to the bus station.”

“Are you…” There’s an awkward pause, like she’s waiting for me to say something else.

“What?” I prompt.

Something flashes in her eyes, but she quickly hides it behind a smile. “You sure?”

“Yes. I’m running an errand with my dad later this morning. But that shouldn’t take long,” I say before pressing a kiss to her lips and whispering, “Now wish me luck sneaking out of here.”

“Good luck,” she replies, her voice sounding suddenly distant and cold.

CHAPTER 12

Emma

Plans have changed!

Chase is running late, and I can surmise that he won’t be home in time to drive me to the bus station. He’s still an hour away and the errand with his dad is taking longer than expected.

What a bummer. I really wanted to see him one more time.

Instead, now my cousin, Christina, has offered to take me.

“Are you ready to go?” Christina asks as she digs her car keys out of her bag.

“Just a sec,” I say before looking around to make sure I didn’t forget anything. Then I zip up my suitcase and check my cell phone to see if I missed a call or a text. With a sigh, I glare at the screen before shoving the phone into my purse.

“What’s wrong?” Christina asks, her eyes searching my face.

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