Stepbrother Untouchable – Outlaw Burn Read online

  “I thought maybe I should call it an early evening-“

  “No way Misty! You are staying. “Em turned around to Rage. “She needs another drink honey.”

  “Sure thing babe,” Rage said and motioned to the bartender to get us another round.

  The music got lower by the time the bartender had made us drinks. And it cleared out some of the crowd from the floor. A few minutes passed and I glanced at Em who now watched me with the same interrogation look, like earlier that afternoon. Her eyes were open wide.

  “You owe me, remember?” she signaled with her lips.

  Crap. I couldn’t let my own insecurities destroy her evening with Rage. She had been looking forward to this party ever since she hooked up with him.

  “Thanks for inviting me Rage,” I pressed a smile,” And for the drinks.”

  Em grinned ear to ear. She was clearly overjoyed that I had finally decided to join them.

  “Not a problem Misty,” he said smiling then shouted across the room. His tattooed muscular arm waved high above us to someone at the entrance. “Over here man.”

  “Here he comes,” he said to us. I felt annoyed that this guy had actually showed up. I was hoping he wouldn’t. I quickly turned around towards the bar, sipping on my drink. I’ll just be as dry as with Beast. He’ll get the hint.

  “Hey man,” the baritone sexy voice grabbed my essence to the core. My heart stopped as I stiffened in the spot. No, this can’t be. No. No!!!! Of all the clubs in the world! Fuck.

  Em turned around to the bar as well, grabbing my shoulders. Her lips on my ear.

  “This is the guy,” she paused, looking at him again and then she was back to my ear,” Oh my god, he is so fucking hot! I mean smoking candy…wow…Turn around, turn around Misty,” she whispered but the intensity behind her words were clear as a day. My knees got weak in a second, followed but a huge drop inside my stomach. I tried speaking but I couldn’t.

  “Glad you could make it Chaser man,” Rage said cheerfully.

  “Yeah, almost that I didn’t, you know?”

  “Good ride?”

  “Oh man. That was a wild one. I got hooked up with some people down in New Mexico. ” My stepbrother chuckled. Probably blonds. He always had a thing for blonds. My heart started racing.

  “Fuck man, I’m definitely coming with you in September,” Rage said.

  “That’s what I’m expecting,” he said.

  “Chaser, this is my girl, Em.” Rage said enthusiastically.

  “Em, aren’t you a sight?” I could hear him leaning in and giving her a small kiss on the cheek. She giggled like a high school girl. Damn Casanova. Why did women flock around him like he had some sort of invisible magnetism? Why?!

  I turned around abruptly, feeling the familiar tension rising inside my chest.

  “And this is Misty. Em’s friend, “Rage said.

  The moment his gaze met mine I was floored. The heat inside them lured me in. It felt like the time had stopped. He took one step towards me, forcing my body against the bar. My body felt faint as my knees started giving in. His aura completely consumed me, pulling me deep inside the heat I had run away from for so long.

  “Your hand please,” he said and I reached out to him.

  Then he took my hand and brought up to his lips, slowly kissing it. The wet sensations burned my skin with his forbidden touch, my heart pounded so hard, I was scared to move. In a flash all the memories rushed back inside me. Fuck. It really was him. The only one in the whole world who could make me feel so helpless. So utterly exposed.

  “Good to meet you Misty,” he released my hand and moved back a step. The whole room was spinning at this moment.

  “You too,” I murmured, feeling my hand still trembling from his touch. In a moment, he started talking to Rage again. His face as cool as always. It was as if nothing had happened. I turned around to the bar again, taking a large sip of my wine.

  “Hey girls, see you in a bit, yeah? I just want to show Chaser around,” Rage called to us and they disappeared inside the crowd.

  “Oh my god, you two have such chemistry already!” Em whispered, waiving the bartender over,” It’s almost like you already know each other.”

  I cleared my throat, slapping my thigh nervously. The whole charade was followed by my uneasy laughter.

  “Yeah, right!” I finished the wine.” You are so funny…like we know each other.”

  Fuck.

  “Well you’ve got to admit that he is hot, no?”

  I can’t believe she fell for that.

  “Nah, definitely not my type,” I lied.

  “You’re joking, right? This guy is everybody’s type…” Her eyes widened.

  “I wish I was,” I said and changed the subject quickly.

  ***

  The music got louder again and I spent another fifteen minutes talking to Em about our upcoming exams. All the time, I felt myself looking around the room, searching for him and Rage, but they were nowhere to be seen. I hated myself all over again for allowing him to get to me.

  It seemed that nothing had changed. It was as if he still had the ability to melt me completely. After two long years of absence, I hadn’t made any progress. And I had missed two Christmases and every single break for what? To find out that I still wanted him just as bad, if not more. And it wasn’t the alcohol talking either. I felt more sober than before the drinks. Crap. No. No more! I needed to get out as soon as possible out of this place.

  “Listen Em, I think I’m going to go, my head hurts a bit,” I said after drinking up the last sip of my third glass,” And I have to get up early tomorrow.”

  “Are you sure?” she looked at me with puppy eyes,” They should be coming any time now.”

  “Yeah, I’m sure. Sorry. Do I still owe you?” I asked her.

  “No, thanks for coming hon,” she wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek goodbye.

  “Bye Em,” I said.

  ***

  I made my way through the thick crowd and when I started walking through the hallway, I felt a strong hand pull me back. I tripped and almost fell. Two strong arms caught me and pulled me back up. I recognized the cologne.

  “That fucking guy, man… You okay?” Chaser asked me, holding me around the waist. Our eyes met and even though people were walking pass us, it felt like we were all alone.

  “Yeah, thanks,” I breathed heavily, fighting the urge to touch his sexy tattooed biceps and taste those gorgeous lips.

  He looked at me, his eyes completely empty. Then he released me, moving back.

  “No problem.”

  “Chaser, why don’t you come over here and I can show you that bike now?” a blonde appeared out of nowhere and leaned in against his side, her arm wandering slowly across his torso. I could see she bit her lip, as she touched the ripped muscles on his stomach. Seductiveness in her eyes was hard to miss. It looked like she only had one thing in mind. Getting him in bed. Fast.

  “You said you were interested in seeing it,” she tried again. That fucking bitch! I looked away knowing my eyes would show just how much this bothered me.

  “Are you leaving?” he asked. I quickly turned around and looked at him, not knowing if he meant her or me.

  I could see the blond raising an eyebrow, eyeing me from head to toe. Yeah, he had definitely asked me.

  “I don’t know,” I said, despite my head screaming that I should go. Run away as far from him as possible. He kept my gaze for a second, sending shivers throughout my body. It was as if he was undressing me with his magnetic eyes.

  “Hey Andy, why don’t you take your little ass outside and have a smoke?” he said wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She giggled. Like they all do. Damn it.

  “Sure thing Chaser,” she smiled at him seductively, moving away a stray of her long hair from her face.

  When she had left we stood there for a few moments just watching each other, as bikers and hot chicks moved pass us like a thick
ocean mixed with alcohol and laughter.

  “Come, we need to talk,” he said abruptly and grabbed my hand, leading me down the hallway. He opened one door with his foot and closed it behind him. I looked around the small room which looked like it was a hangout room. There was a pool table and a small leather couch in the corner. I was both nervous and delighted to find that there were no other people in there besides us.

  He released my hand, living me in the middle of the room, then walked back to the door. He leaned on it, bringing his knee up.

  “You said you wanted to talk to me,” I said, my voice cracking underneath the nervousness. I clasped the bag inside my hands, hoping he wouldn’t notice how shaky I was. “I think the blondie wants you back.” I smirked. Where the hell did that come from? I promised myself I wouldn’t show him I was jealous. Fuck, what a mess!

  “She is just a friend. Yeah… about that talk…” he started slow, not releasing me from his sight. God, he looked absolutely gorgeous. Even more raw and dangerous than I remembered him. I don’t know why but I loved the fact that he was just friends with her. What I remembered from my stepbrother was one important thing. Even though he was famous for his love for blondes, whenever he used a word friend on one, basically meant she was not fuckable. Yeah, those were his exact words.

  “I wanted to apologize,” he said and paused.

  “Give me a break Chaser,” I smirked again,” The cool Chaser I used to know said to me on countless occasions that apology is not in his vocabulary.”

  He chuckled.

  “You have some memory, kid,” he said and my heart dropped. Fuck. It bothered me so much that he only saw me as a kid.

  “I’m not a kid anymore,” I said firmly.

  “I can see that,” he said, his eyes roaming over my body.

  “Did you plan all of this in your sick head? Did you come here to spy on me, huh?” I asked him, feeling really annoyed and exposed.

  “No.” He said looking at me calmly,” Wow…you really don’t think much of your older brother, do you?”

  I didn’t respond.

  “Yeah, I guess I only have myself to blame.” His voice was spreading around me so fast, I wanted so badly to go and hug him. But I couldn’t allow that.

  “Look Dylan, I really should be going soon, so…” I said, looking around me nervously. The more time I spent with him, the stronger the craving in between my thighs got. I had made a mistake of allowing him to come too close once, but I was a kid back then. Everything had changed since that time. I wouldn’t allow another mistake like that to destroy more years of my life.

  “Misty…For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” He said and his voice had such warmness inside it, my jaw almost fell to the floor. I had never heard him sound so genuine, so honest.

  Then he stepped away from the door.

  “It was good seeing you.”

  I felt my heart starting to race, as my mind struggled for reason. I wanted to go, but it was as if my body had already decided to stay. I was stiff as a stick. He had apologized to me after all those years.

  I looked up at him, his eyes were empty. I wanted to get closer to search for answers inside them. For him to hold me and tell me it was all going to be okay? But he just stood there, leaving the ball in my court.

  I moved quickly towards the door and touched the handle. With my back to him, I asked.

  “Why were you doing that? Why were you fighting with every guy who wanted to date me?” I asked him, feeling my heart open up. “Please tell, I need to know Dylan...I don’t understand. This is all so confusing.”

  I heard him walk towards me. He didn’t stop until his hand reached for my long hair and he moved it gently to the side, leaving my neck exposed to him. His hot breath was spreading goose bumps all around me. My tummy welcomed the million butterflies that belonged only to him. I shivered as he leaned in even closer. His body was still not touching me, but I was already burning up.

  “It was because I wanted you for myself, I’m sorry Misty. I know I was selfish,” he whispered, caressing my long hair. My body reacted immediately to him, arching my back. “You are so beautiful. I needed to protect you.”

  “Tell me more please,” I whispered.

  His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling my body closer to his. His essence taking over me. His rough beard brushed gently against my cheek a few times and I heard him take a deep breath. The forbidden touch that I had longed for so long, was finally mine. His warm body sent shivers throughout my whole body. Then I heard him swallow hard. He moved closer onto my ear and whispered softly.

  “I’ve missed you so much...”

  “Please…please, tell me more,” I begged him, needing him to open up completely to me.

  “I want you to be mine …only mine baby…I need to move you, feel your soft touch on my skin and your body underneath me as your pussy tightens around my cock …” His hands went to my hips and he grabbed them strongly.

  “Yes, yes,” I gasped out in pleasure. “More, please,” I breathed heavily pushing my hips against his bulging crotch, slowly starting to grind up and down, as if we were in a sensual dance.

  “Fuck baby, you feel so good,” he grunted pushing me forth and back against his crotch slowly, until I started moaning.

  “I need you. My hunger for you is never-ending. Feel what you do to me. Feel my cock vibrating with life, only for you. Ah…yes, like that, give your body to me baby…Fuck.”

  “Tell me more please,” I gasped, bursting underneath his touch as his hands palmed my breasts and started rubbing them hard.

  “Ah…sis, I can’t do this unless you want me, I need to hear it from your mouth,” his fingers played with my nipples in circles.

  My body was already his when I first had laid my eyes on him, when I was only 12 and I didn’t know it until now.

  “Please take me hard Dylan …I’ve always wanted you, I just didn’t know what to do with myself…”

  “Are you sure that this is what you want? Once we cross the line, we can never go back,” he moved his hips in the rhythm with mine. My panties were soaking wet at this point. My hand reached for the lock on the door, locking it.

  “Yes, I’m sure. I want you to be my first. I have been saving myself for you, my whole life,” I breathed heavily.

  “Fuck, I need you so bad that my body aches when I look at you,” his grip tightened,” But I keep thinking what you said two years ago.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you anymore.”

  I turned around quickly, not giving him any more hesitation.

  “I want you so much, there is not a doubt in my mind. I need this. We need this. Please.”

  And that was all the confirmation he needed from me. He looked into my eyes before his hands grabbed my hair in such raw passion, I relaxed completely.

  My body was belonging to him now and I would no longer fight it. His lips pressed against mine, his tongue licking slowly the opening until I welcomed his hunger. He controlled the kiss just like I had always dreamed he would. He explored every corner of my mouth, licking up all my juices until I felt my knees give in. His desire consumed my core essence, moving me into the dangerous forbidden territory we had been playing around for years.

  I fueled his craving by digging my fingernails deep into the ripped muscles of his back. My body pressed harder against his, my nipples stiffening to the point of pain. His hips moved sensually with mine, as he grinded his erection against my pussy hard.

  “Misty, you are everything, “he whispered before his hands started roaming my body, taking each curve carefully. He bent down to his knees, lifting my dress up to my waist, living my lace panties exposed to him.

  “So hot… little pussy, trapped inside the lace,” he breathed warm air on my thighs. The sensations of his air on my flesh, sent me into a different dimension.

  “Lick my pussy, please,” I pleaded, twirling my fingers inside his gorgeous hair. Pressing him further against me.

  He reached for
the edges of my panties and slowly pulled them down. Then his fingers touched me for the first time.

  “Ahhhh,” I moaned harder, feeling his thick fingers moving deeper into my hotness, coating them with my juices.

  “Spread your legs wide for me,” he guided me and I opened my legs wide, allowing him complete excess to my most private channel.

  “Fuck that pussy looks so delicious Misty. I’ve been dreaming about it for years,” he spoke gently yet there was a hint of authority in his voice that turned up my temperature even higher. I loved how dirty he talked and it turned me on even more that it only felt natural to the same way back to him.

  “And I’ve been dreaming about your hard cock fucking me hard,” I moaned, licking my lips, waiting for him to make his move. His fingers started tugging at my pussy folds. He was taking his time, driving me crazy.

  “Baby… my cock is so hard for you, just waiting to drill you as hard as your pussy needs it, would you like that?”

  “Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me hard and raw…break me.”

  “Good girl,” he whispered and then I felt his hand on my tummy pressing me against the cool metal door. He guided my hips to tuck them under a bit and then I felt it.

  His hot, raging tongue started eating me up, rocking with my body. He worked systematically at first until I was bursting with the need.

  “Yes, yes, ah….you feel good,” I pushed him harder against my swelling clit and he teased up a volcano inside me before biting it hard.

  “Ahhhh!” I screamed out in pleasure.

  “That’s good, I love how you react to me,” he murmured before going back to work. He started licking me so hard now I struggled for reason. I wanted to scream out his name, but I bit my lip hard, scared that someone might hear us, even though the music blasted in the background. His tongue moved deeper inside until he entered me gently. My pussy burst in moisture.

  “Fuck Chaser, yes, yes,” I murmured, rolling my eyes back in pleasure.