Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
At the end, when Ash throws his hands in the air in victory, I’m rushing over to him. Everyone is around him, congratulating him, but he’s watching me, wanting me. When I pull him into a hug, everyone around us, I rub my hard cock against him, a promise for what’s to come, right in front of everyone, who are none the wiser.
“Good job, bro,” I say for everyone else, then whisper in his ear, “I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget your name.”
“You better,” he replies before he’s dragged away from me, and all I can do is stand there and watch him go, flying high just because Ash is. I love nothing more than to see him shine.
I watch as everyone celebrates with Ash, but eventually I’m tired of waiting. I push away from the tree, walk over, and grab him.
“Let’s go home,” I say, turning so he can jump on my back, not caring that he’s going to get me all wet.
“In a hurry?” He smirks.
“You know I am. I’m fucking dying here.”
Ash grins, sexy and wicked, loving what he’s doing to me, and I’m loving it too. “Good. That’s how I like you best…going wild for me.”
“I’ve been doing that ever since you followed me to my room.” Maybe longer.
He jumps onto my back, and as soon as he’s situated, Payton says, “Party at the Alpha Theta Mu house!”
Oh yeah. Fuck. Is he going to make me wait until after the party to have his ass? Or maybe I’ll fuck him while everyone is around, plow him where anyone could overhear or walk in and see us.
A stampede of college kids storm the gate, ready to get their drink on.
“When do I get your hole?” I ask.
Ash chuckles. “When I think you’ve suffered enough.”
I growl in response. His legs tighten around me, dick pressed into me. The only words I have to give him are the truth. “I can’t fucking wait. I want you so fucking bad, couldn’t take my eyes off my stepbro the whole time. Wanted to fuck you in front of everyone just so you can see how much I want you.”
“Huh?” someone beside us says. I don’t recognize the guy.
Ash laughs when I say, “Nothing,” on a quiet snicker of my own.
15
Ash
I’m a fucking sadist.
It’s not my intention to torture Colin, but now that the party’s really going, I can see how much it’s killing him not to slip away with me and give me the pounding I need. I’m surprised I managed through the challenge with just a semi, considering I was basking in his attention, knowing his gaze was fixed on me.
Everyone’s drinking and dancing in Alpha Theta Mu’s yard. We’re surrounded by our crew, but Colin barely gives me an inch. He’s got that determined look in his eyes, like any minute he might scoop me up and carry me off to fuck me in the bushes.
I can’t blame him—the only thing I’m using my brain for right now is to run through scenarios.
But there are too many people packing the yard for us to slip away into a corner even for a few quick gropes.
A few Sigma Alphas I competed with swing by for a chat, when one of the guys says, “This is Dax. He’s my brother. Visiting from out of town.”
I recognize the guy from back at the challenge; he nearly overheard Colin talking dirty to me, about how he wanted to fuck me with everyone watching. Dax brushed it off, but the way he’s eyeing me, a big grin across his face, I can’t help wondering if he heard more than he should have.
“That was wild,” Dax says, shaking my hand. “Great work. Impressive. So you’re with…” He checks my temporary tattoo. “Alpha Theta Mu?”
“Yeah.”
He shakes hands with Colin too, and Colin’s friendly, trying to make conversation, but I can tell he’s as distracted as I am.
“Are you guys a couple?” Dax glances between us.
So yes, he must’ve heard us.
“Oh my God,” Marty’s voice comes from nearby. “What the fuck? They’re stepbrothers, for Christ’s sake.”
Dax’s forehead creases. “That didn’t really answer my question, but okay, sure.”
Colin and I exchange a knowing look, unable to keep from grinning.
We dance for a few songs, the gang getting a bit wild and doing Jell-O shots.
Colin still can’t take his eyes off me.
Or keep down that raging hard-on he’s sporting.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up either, as I’m salivating over it.
I dance over to him. “Maybe we should go inside and see if there’s someplace we can creep into?”
“Best idea you’ve had all night.” Colin moves close so that his lips are near my ear and whispers, “Unless you want me to fuck you right here in the middle of a crowd.”
I chuckle. “Doesn’t seem like such a horrible idea.”