My Stepbrother's Arrangement (A Stepbrother Romance) by Juliette Jaye Read Free Book Online Page B

started off just teasing Olivia. She was so obviously uncomfortable with what happened, which was so adorable. So I decided to bug her just a bit.
     
    Then I suggested we keep doing it. As a kind of role play thing, with me as her boss. Just for the summer, of course.
     
    Was she considering it? Fuck, I hoped so.
     
    I thought maybe fucking her would have gotten her out of my system. You know, just do her hard once, have that memory forever, move on with life?
     
    Well, it didn’t quite work that way.
     
    Shit.
     
    I really wanted her to say yes. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t really sure of something. Most girls, if I offered them a deal like that they would have been all over it. With Olivia I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t wait for Monday, just to get an answer.
     
    * * *
     
    I had to admit one thing: Olivia’s answer was great motivation to actually show up to work for once. I was even at the office before she was, getting there at eight and looking at some documents about the thing my dad wanted to do for him. After all, if I was going to be there, I might as well actually do the work he wanted me to.
     
    She came in just after nine. Her face was red, and I knew she was so shy about this. Her tight little skirt fit her so well, but I just wanted to rip it off her, she looked so professional.
     
    “Hey,” I greeted her from behind my desk, grinning.
     
    Olivia didn’t reply. Instead, she came up to my desk, dropped a pair of panties in front of me, and ran out of the room before I even got the chance to say anything.
     
    I supposed I got my answer.
     
    A grin formed across my face. I was going to show her a world of pleasure Olivia never could have possibly imagined existed.
     
     
     

Olivia
 
    I couldn’t believe I’d done it. I was so nervous the entire time, from when I went into the bathroom and took off the panties I’d put on only a few hours earlier, to walking into Kaleb’s office with them clenched in my hand, hoping against all hope that no one would want to talk to me between the bathroom and his office, to when I dropped them on his desk.
     
    I thought I was going to die of embarrassment. It had seemed like such a sexy idea in my head. I’d strut in past his receptionist without knocking, all confident, see him in his suit, drop the panties on the desk and shoot him a seductive smile with fuck-me eyes, my answer to his proposal in the action rather than the words I spoke, then do a slow supermodel catwalk walk out of the room, with him checking out my ass the whole time.
     
    It would have been so sexy.
     
    Instead, I got way too embarrassed to do it sexily. I ran into Kaleb’s office, dropped the panties on his desk without being able to look at him at all, and rushed out before he could say anything.
     
    But I was willing to bet he still checked my ass out on my way out the door.
     
    Still, I had done it. I had said yes to his offer. For the rest of the summer, we’d basically be fuck buddies. Fuck buddies with a twist: he was my boss.
     
    And fuck, he was good.
     
    For someone like me, someone who always got good grades, studied hard and made school their top priority, I knew that I had to rationalize this, look at it logically. And that was what Kaleb had given me with his offer. By doing this with him I’d have stories that other girls at college could only dream of, rather than having to talk about how my ex Mike did me missionary-style – and only missionary – like five times before we broke up,  and the few times I did orgasm with it I had to do to myself when he was showering after.
     
    But it wasn’t the promise of great gossip, or anything like that which ended up swaying me.
     
    It was the sex. That one night of pure ecstasy with Kaleb was something I knew I was never going to forget.
     
    He was incredible. I had felt things I could have never imagined. My toes literally curled during the orgasm he gave me, and orgasm that made my body feel like it