Forbidden Desires - In Love With My Stepbrother

Chapter Four

LIZ'S POV

It's been days since Will made the comment about my ni**les but his words still echoed in my subconscious mind. I hated that I paid him much thought, but I could not help it. He was in my head against my will and I was totally helpless to how he invaded my mind. I hated it. Just one time of having to face the arrogant brat and my head was already chaotic.

Indeed, he must have a charm with which he claimed the ladies easily.

I scoffed at the thought.

Amma had reunited with the boyfriend whom I thought she had dumped so I was mostly alone during the breaks before my final classes for the day, but as I sat in the large classroom hall scribbling nonsense on my notebook, she came to sit beside me.

"What are you thinking about, pretty?" She asked enthusiastically.

I shrugged, not overly sharing in her happy mood.

"Nothing serious. You know, just knowing that the past few months have been turbulent for me in many regards, including relationships really messes with me sometimes." I answered, surprised at how easily the new topic started.

"I'm sorry. Wait, let's go watch the basketball game. Today is the finals!"

She exclaimed excitedly. I shook my head.

The star player of the team was the guy I need to avoid at all cost. I couldn't do much avoidance if I was always present at the games, no matter how much I wanted to.

Four hours later, it was almost dark and I was trying a bit too hard to make pasta when the doorbell rang. I turned off the cooker and ran to take the door. When I reached the door and stopped to look in the peephole, I stumbled back in sheer shock.

Will Rodriguez!

What was he doing in my house? How did he know where I lived? Had he followed me discreetly after the last time he spoke to me, unashamedly talking about my ni**les?

I rubbed my temple, willing myself to be calm. I was alone at home, my stepfather had left with my mother to see the doctor and there was no way in hell I was opening up to a stranger. He was fully dressed for game, he had the basketball in his hand and I wondered what he was doing.

It was hard enough for me keeping away from the basketball games because I was avoiding an avenue where we could meet.

The doorbell rang again and this time, I opened up to Will.

His eyes went huge with disbelief when he saw me, while I watched him with brows furrowed.

"What do you want, Will Rodriguez?"

I asked at last, hoping I sounded cold enough, but he stepped back and with some amusement in his eyes.

"How are you in my house?"

He demanded and then we spent the next few minutes staring foolishly at each other.

"Erm, Will, whatever it is that brought you here...."

"This is my home, Liz."

He stated firmly before walking in. He was one hell of a big guy, there was no way I could take a hold of him and throw him out, and staying inside with him didn't seem like such a great idea but he seemed to know his way around and I was following behind him.

"Mister, you do not just walk into people's home and think you can do what you want in it. I am alone and vulnerable and if you had any ill Intentions.."

He turned abruptly to me, stopping just by the one door that had not been opened since mom and I moved in.

"Ill intentions?" He asked with a small smile as he moved an inch closer, his breath on my face as he looked down at me.

"I think that would be to lick you up. How would you like that ill Intention?" He drawled with a heavy note of suggestion.

"Mister..."

"Shh." His middle finger reached between my legs and pressed softly against it. "You were calling me Will, minutes ago. Don't change that, bunny."

I hated how my body reacted to the pet name and to his finger pressing against my lips. My shirt suddenly felt too thin and this time, it was I who felt my ni**les straining for his touch.

There was something about him that crippled my sense of rationality. There was something about him that messed with my thoughts.

He was a stranger. One that I was supposed to be avoiding at all cost, but he was right in my new home and his finger was gently trailing down my neck, going past my lips down to my collarbone.

My eyes came close on their own and for a while, I reveled in the feel of his powerfully masculine touch.

He had dropped the ball the moment he stepped in and that left both his hands free. Free enough for one to gently wrap around me, making me collide with the hard walls of his chest.

'This is madness. You should stop.'

My brain was saying as I let him enclose me in a hug that left my already hard n*****s rubbing against his chest, but I ignored.

'People have one night stands with total strangers every time.' I said in my defense.

There was a seductive heat emanating from him and I did not care who he was and why the hell he was in my home. My insides was racing frantically with delight and I wanted nothing more than to f**k the hot basketball player before sending him on his way. It did not seem like something really bad. It did not seem like something that would cause any stir.

I leaned into him as his mouth came crushing down on mine in a slow and teasing kiss. He was painfully good at it. His slow sensual kiss made me wonder if he was just as good with the ball. I was wearing only a thin shirt with thin ropes for sleeves and it happened so swiftly that I was squirming in his arms in the next minute.

He slid down one thin rope and his hand slipped into my shirt to touch one ni**le.

I moaned something inaudible and he grunted in what could have been a response.

His hand rubbed on my ni**le more intentionally this time and I was soon resting against the wall. He grunted something I did not make sense of.

"You're sweet." He said at last against my lips.

I nodded and pressed into him.

"Told you your ni**le was calling out to me the last time... bunny."

He murmured. The pet name stirred a lasciviousness in me and I could have begged him to whisk me off into the bedroom if I had not heard the car drive into the yard.

"f**k!" I exclaimed, stumbling back from Will.

"You have to get the f**k out now."

He looked amused.

"This is my home, Liz." He said calmly, way too calm for my liking.

I rearranged my shirt and touched my hair as I started towards the living room.

"Mom, Greg." I said when I saw the duo walk in.

My step dad, Greg's eyes widened in surprise when he saw the ball that had been dumped in the living room.

"Will! He came home!" He exclaimed with some excitement.

"Yeah, I was just going to tell you that.."

"Did you guys meet yet?" He asked. "Sorry I never introduced you two, he's been away for months."

Will walked in just then holding a bundle of something he had retrieved from a room.

"That is your step brother, Liz." Greg said.

"Dad, you remarried?" He asked, wide eyed.