Bad Boy: A Stepbrother Romance(54)

“Finn, you know why I have to go. Our parents…”

“Fuck them,” he said. “So what if they’re married? I’m fucking sick of worrying about everyone else’s opinion. You know I want you. I know you want me. So screw what everyone else thinks. I should’ve said this weeks ago.”

He leaned another inch closer, and I swallowed hard. “Tell me I’m wrong. Tell me you don’t want me, and I promise I’ll stop this right now,” he continued, his voice a low, gravelly murmur.

“I…”

My voice trailed off as I realized I had no valid argument against him. He wasn’t wrong. Technically, we were related in a familial sense, but we weren’t really related in a sense that made our desires truly forbidden. There was nothing wrong with us having feelings for each other, and I was damned sick of bottling them up and pretending they weren’t real. Besides, we were adults. It would’ve been one thing if we were kids, but we weren’t, and we had every right to do whatever we wanted.

Fuck it. I was beyond the point of worrying what everyone else thought. It was time for me to drop the good girl act once and for all. I wanted—no, I needed—to be bad…

Possessive need filled Finn’s gaze as he saw the change in my expression, and he leaned his face down to mine, hot breath caressing my ear and sending shivers down my spine. His other arm moved around to the small of my back, and I let out a gasp as his lips came down on my neck.

He kept going, teasing me with his words as his lips grazed the shell of my ear. “Tell me to stop. Tell me you don’t want this,” he murmured.

He knew I wouldn’t tell him that I didn’t want this, because I did. Oh god, I wanted this.
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More than anything.

“No,” I gasped out. “Don’t stop.”

And then his lips were on mine, crushing them in a hot, passion-filled kiss, and I moaned into the embrace as his tongue snaked between my lips, dancing and twisting with my own. A thrill of pleasure ran through me as he undid my dress and let it drop to the carpet, and I felt his hands trail down to my ass before cupping my cheeks and picking me up. I’d always thought I was heavy for my petite height, but he picked me up so easily it was as if I weighed nothing at all.

Finn kept kissing me as he moved me over to the other side of the room, and the fogginess in my mind refused to dissipate as the entire world seemed to spin around me. He set me down on the end of the bed and then rose back up to his full height, and I watched with bated breath as he smirked and pulled the towel away from his waist.

Jesus effing Christ. No wonder he was smirking…

His cock was huge—even bigger than I’d expected—and hard as steel, and I practically drooled at the sight of it as he remained standing only inches from me. Loud heartbeats hammered in my chest as he slowly stepped forward, and then he was on me, pushing me to the bed and licking a slow trail down my collarbone, chest, and belly.

He reached around my back and lifted me for a second to unhook my bra, and then his hot lips were on my nipples as I struggled to suck air into my lungs. Every caress was a new shot of pleasure streaming through me, and my nipples tightened into stiff pebbles. I reached down, stroking his arms and back, and his muscles felt like damned steel under my hands.

“Oh, god!” I gasped as his mouth trailed downwards again. Just his tongue on my skin alone was enough to leave me breathless, and I could scarcely wait to see what the rest of his body had to offer.

Goosebumps broke out over my skin at the tiny bites he left as his mouth moved downwards, ever-closer to where I wanted him the most, and I watched him with wide eyes, worried that if I closed them, I’d wake up to find that this had all been a dream.

God, if this was a dream, then I never wanted to wake up.

“I’ve waited so fucking long for you,” Finn growled from between my legs. He yanked my panties down and tossed them aside. “Too long.”

“So have I,” I replied, voice barely above a whisper as I wiggled on the bed, desperate for more of his touches.

“You’re mine,” he said. Possession brightened his eyes again, making them gleam with sheer masculine virility, and fiery need made my entire body shudder.

“Yes. Yours,” I said, looking down over my breasts as he pushed my thighs open even wider and settled between them.

His jaw tightened, and his thick fingers bit into my legs as his tight grip held them apart. Nothing had ever made me feel so powerful than knowing that I’d made a man as strong as Finn lose control, and I sighed and smiled with contentment, finally closing my eyes as his mouth dropped to my slick folds.