Page 20 of Stepbrothered by the Mountain Man

“Can’t you feel why I can never date? Why I can never waste another woman’s time?” He matches my tempo, his eyes glued to my glazed ones. “It’s because my cock only gets hard for you Maya.”

“A dream,” I mutter around his thumb, and then without thinking, without blinking I close my lips around it and suck. My eyes flutter close, my legs tightening around his waist.

This is a dream. It has to be. One of my many dreams where Levi touches me. Fucks me. Says all of these things that can’t possibly be true in real life.

There’s no way this is real.

Maybe that tree really did impale me and this is my own personal heaven.

Or a coma.

“Open your eyes,” he groans as I work my hips faster. I have to seize the opportunity to get off while I can.

“Maya.”

I moan. Almost...

“Open them.”

I can feel my orgasm reaching its peak.

Just a little—

Levi’s thumb leaves my mouth with a pop as does his cock on my pulsing core.

“What—” My eyes fly open and I see Levi sitting up on his knees between my legs, his eyes zoomed in on the massive wet spot on my panties.

Suddenly the sight of my room jolts me back to reality. Because this was reality.

My stepbrother was staring at the most intimate part of me along with the evidence of my arousal.

I scramble to sit up, to close my legs but Levi’s too quick. His massive hand cups my sex, his thumb drifting up and down my slit, pressing against my swollen clit, then my entrance, in slow strokes.

“I need you to look at me, My. I need you to know that this is real. It’s not just some fantasy that will go away in the morning. I’m not going away in the morning.”

How could this be real? How could Levi want me in the way that I’ve wanted him since we first met?

My legs twitch my hand flying to his wrist, but I don’t push him away. “Levi,” I pant, looking up at him desperately. “What’s happening?”

“Us. Finally.” He slides his hand from my core to my inner thigh and I groan in protest. “But not your orgasm. Not yet. We need to talk.”

“You touch me like that and now you want to talk?” I ask incredulously before dropping my voice to a whisper, my eyes darting to the door behind him.

He follows my gaze. “That’s exactly why we need to talk.”

He reaches for me, picking me up like I weigh nothing, and setting me onto his lap so that we’re face to face and chest to chest.

It’s hard to think with his bulge still pressed against my slit but I try to focus on what the hell was going on.

“As I said, the reason I couldn’t see a future on that property anymore is because you’re the only woman I’ve ever wanted those things with.”

I swear the world spins to a stop and I’m about to go flying off the axis if it wasn’t for Levi’s massive arms keeping me grounded.

“And you were entirely off-limits. So, I tried to let that dream die.” He pauses. “The thing is, though, it won’t die. It just haunts me every time I see you smile or hear you laugh. Or smell your honey and vanilla conditioner every time you wrap your arms around me and I bury my face in your soft hair. All I see is you, Maya. All I want is you.”

I swallow, fighting the urge to pinch myself.

How many times had I imagined Levi saying those words to me? Now here he is, cradling me under the stars and confessing a love I’d have bet a million dollars was one-sided.

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