Page 31 of Hey, Stepbro

Marvel?

I might be a romance novel addict, but when it comes to movies, Marvel has me by the balls.

CHAPTER10

BROCK

Blakely looks adorable eating popcorn and sneaking gummy worms as superheroes duke it out onscreen. He's completely engrossed in the movie, and it's making me fall for him even more.

We sit in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. I can tell he's starting to trust me, and that feels amazing.

I can't believe I found someone like him—someone who's so open and honest, despite the fact that he's been burned before by assholes who didn't want him.

I'm going to make sure I don't let him down. I'm going to prove to him that I'm different from all the other guys he's spoken to. I'm going to show him what it's really like to have a connection with someone—what he deserves.

I enjoy talking to him and getting to know him. I want to know what he likes, why he does the things he does, and what makes him happy. I want to be there for him when he needs me, and I want to show him how much I care.

And—I can't believe he likes superhero movies as much as I do.

The last piece of the puzzle has clicked into place.

Blakely turns to me. "I have to go to the bathroom."

I glance at the screen. We're not in the middle of an action scene, so it's the perfect time for a quick break. "Sure, I'll save your seat."

He glares at me. "Come with. Don't let me face Thanos in the hallway alone."

"I think you'll be fine."

Blakely takes my hand, then brings it between his legs. His eyes light up, and leans in and kisses my jaw. "I... want to go to the bathroom for another reason."

Oh. My. God. Blakely... is so dirty. My face flushes with heat. "Well, in that case, lead the way."

Blood rushes to my groin as I realize what he's suggesting. I've been wanting him all night, and now he's finally giving me the green light.

I stand up, letting him take the lead as we make our way to the bathroom. My heart is pounding with anticipation, and my cock is already hard in my pants.

Once we're inside a stall, Blakely locks the door and turns to face me. He's biting his lip, his eyes dark with desire.

Without a word, he drops to his knees and reaches for my belt. A storm surge of electric heat snaps within me as he pulls down my pants and takes my cock between his lips. His mouth is warm and wet, and he swirls his tongue around my head, sending shockwaves through my body.

I groan, my legs shaking as he takes me deeper into his mouth. His hands caress my thighs and I grip the edge of the stall, trying to stay upright as he works his magic.

I'm lost in a sea of pleasure, and I don't want it to end. I want to stay like this with Blakely forever.

I grab his cheeks, and I thrust deeper into his throat. "Suck it, stepbro."

Blakely moans, his lips on my shaft tightening. He swallows around my cock as he takes me deeper. I cry out when he works his mouth up and down my shaft, his tongue flicking over my sensitive skin.

I'm so close. It's criminal how much he turns me on.

I won't come down his throat.

Not yet.

"Stand up, stepbro." I smirk as I drive his chin up. "Lean against the stall."

Blakely obeys, and after he rises, I step forward, pressing my body against his. His breath is hot against my neck, and his lips find mine in a passionate kiss. His hands grip my ass as I grind into him, and his body pulses with heat.

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