Stepbrother OMG! (The Stepbrother Romance Series #2) by Claire Adams Read Free Book Online Page A

to come careening back
to the ground and nothing would stop you. Jaxon was the ground I was about to
hit.
    Mom and Bob had no idea of anything wrong; as soon
as we got to the door, I stopped Jaxon. “There’s nothing between us, remember?”
I said. Jaxon hesitated a moment before nodding.
    “Right,” Jaxon said. We went in, all smiles and
friendliness, but nothing more than that. Mom asked us right away how our
riding was.
    “Must have been decent conditions on the slopes for
them to be out all day,” Bob pointed out. Our parents were curled up in front
of the fire, and I couldn’t help but note the fact that my mom had gotten newer
clothes as a result of her new-found wealth as a rich man’s wife; she was
clothed head to toe in comfy, casual designer-type clothes that made her look
like a kind of Stepford wife. It was weird, but at the same time I liked seeing
her so happy, seeing her looking more comfortable in her own skin. Jaxon and I
took up positions on separate ends of the den, avoiding looking at each other.
My heart was pounding while I told Mom about the snowboarding, sticking to the
objective facts and pretending like I’d barely even
noticed Jaxon’s presence on the slopes.
    I heard Jaxon telling his father about his day,
too—and doing the same thing I was. I couldn’t help but shoot him a grin when
both of our parents were distracted by talking about what we should have for
dinner; he grinned back. The moment anyone was paying attention to us, though,
we were just as disinterested in each other as ever. “I’m gonna go get a shower,” I said, standing up quickly. “Before dinner, I mean. Don’t
want to get my grubby hands all over the nice, clean table cloth.” Bob laughed.
    “Jaxon’s never had a problem with that—he’ll eat
covered in mud if he has to.” I laughed and backed out of the room, smiling as
much as I could.
    The shower felt great; plenty of hot water, with
three shower heads at different heights soaking me from head to toe in an
instant. I closed my eyes and sighed happily, relaxing. As uncomfortable as the
situation was at the mansion, I had to admit to myself that there were certain
perks to staying there. As I stood in the hot water, I couldn’t help but think
about Jaxon. How hot he was, how attractive he was. The way he smiled at me. My
thoughts went back to the time we’d had sex together. My hands began to wander
over my body while I thought about the sight of Jaxon naked. It was only too
easy to remember the way that he’d touched me, the way he’d felt me up, rubbing
and stroking me on the couch in the middle of the frat house.
    I teased myself a little bit; I couldn’t help it.
The memory of Jaxon inside of me, the feeling of his cock, turned me on too
much. I knew it was stupid; I couldn’t have him, I couldn’t even do anything
about it—but I also couldn’t make myself stop it. I teased my nipples, I
slithered my hands down along my body until I came to my pussy. I tried to
mimic what I could remember of his touch on my clit, closing my eyes in the
steam and water. I tilted my head back, biting my bottom lip as I got more and
more turned on. I could feel my pussy getting wet, drenching my fingers, my
inner muscles tightening in need. It wasn’t quite as good as Jaxon had been,
but it was good.
    “Mia! Dinner’s done! Come out to the table and don’t
use up all the hot water!” I was jolted out of my fantasy by the sound of my
mom’s voice on the other side of the bathroom door. Shivering, I leaned against
the tiled wall. I was buzzing all over, every nerve in my body awake. But if I
spent too much longer in the shower trying to get myself off, my mom and new
stepdad would no doubt get suspicious. I took a deep breath and finished up,
washing my hair and turning off the water. I changed into new clothes and got
my hair as dry as possible.
    Everyone was already at the table when I left my
room. Mom and Bob were, as usual, completely involved in one