Her Stepbrother (Love Triangle)

Chapter 14

Jason

In all honesty, I slept better last night than I have in my entire f*****g life. That’s why I refuse to let Chelsea leave me. I need her beside me and laying in my arms where she belongs.

Presently, I stand in the bathroom and watch Chelsea through the glass shower door and immediately my c**k rises.

The longer I remain here staring through the glass shower doors, and watching as she takes the soap-filled sponge over her body, the greater my yearning for my woman increases.

Deciding not to stand here and fantasize over my woman any longer, I remove my boxer shorts, slide the shower door to the side and join her under the lukewarm water. “I thought you had left,” I whisper as I place a kiss on her shoulder.

I had assumed Chelsea had left me when I had woken alone, and she wasn’t beside me.

She folds her arms around me. “Nope, I’m still here.” She smiles.

As I study her smile, regret slams through me. “I’m sorry, Chelsea,” I confess, feeling regretful for kissing Jessica and everything else I had kept from her.

I shouldn’t have kissed Jessica. I realized it wasn’t the right thing to do. However, the agony and jealousy I was feeling at that moment, knowing she kissed Kevin, was too much to suppress. Sadly, I allowed my anger to control my actions.

“Me too, Jason.” I catch a tear slip down her cheek, and immediately, I lick it away.

Possessively, I glide my hands down her back until I reach her ass, and lift her into my arms. “I need you, Jason.” She whimpers as she rubs her hands through my hair.

Abruptly, Chelsea pushes my head to the side and sucks on my neck.

Instantly, I realize my girl is claiming me as I do her. And I f*****g love it.

Without hesitation, I slam her back against the shower wall. “You and me against the world,” I state as I gently slide into her.

Fuck, she’s soaked, and I barely touched her. “You and me against the world, Jason.” She promises as she flings her head back.

I tangle her hair around my hand and bring her lips to mine, thrusting into her will deep slow strokes. “Nobody else, Chelsea. Only you and me.” I demand.

Chelsea claws her sharp f*****g nails down my back, marking me in every f*****g possible way she can. “Only you, Jason.” She reassures me.

I squeeze her ass cheeks tightly. “You’re so f*****g sexy,” I tell her as I gain momentum.

“God, Jason, it feels like I cannot get close enough to you.” She moans as she places a kiss on my chest.

At her words, I grind my hips slower and deeper, attempting to f**k her as deep as I can.

Except, my girl doesn’t want it slow. “f**k me harder, Jason.” My girl is beautiful, and horney and I f*****g love it.

Perhaps a break was what we needed to realize how much we love each other. Our connection is unbreakable. Our want for each other is never-ending, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Gradually, I remove my d**k from Chelsea’s wetness, allowing her to drift down my body. “Turn around,” I demand.

If she wants rough, I’ll give it to her hard. It will always be about her. As long as my woman is pleased, then so am I.

Once she’s braced herself against the shower wall, I slam into her from the back. “Oh, yes, Jason.” The harder I push, the harder she shoves.

Each time I thrust forward, her ass cheeks shake. “I want this hole,” I announce as I settle my finger on her anus.

Immediately, she freezes.

I lean forward, slowing my pace, and whisper into her ear, “Not yet, but soon.” I message her anus, and her body seems to relax.

Massaging her anus, fantasizing about how it would feel to have her tight asshole strangling my d**k has my sperm ready to shoot out of my c**k and flow inside Chelsea’s p***y.

Fuck, just imagining f*****g her asshole with her big round ass shaking as I pound inside of it sends me over the f*****g edge.

Unable to control myself, I release, letting my semen swim inside her p***y, “c*m, Chelsea.” I command as I drive into her p***y harder.

I love how her body reacts to me and does as I say. Her body craves me as much as I crave her.

“I’m cumming, Jason.” Her body convulses as she gives herself to me.

I remove myself from her, wrapping her in my arms, settling under water.

Chelsea spins in my arms, places her palms on my chest, and looks up at me. “My mother texted me and asked me to come over.”

Suddenly, I release her. “Did you think being f****d by me before you went running back to him would change things?”

I cannot handle the f*****g jealousy.

I cannot handle the thought of her around him. It’s tearing me the f**k apart. And I don’t know how to control my feelings when I know she will be around Kevin. I understand she needs to visit her mother. But I cannot stomach the thought of her around him.

Chelsea wraps her arm around me tightly, resting her face against my chest. “You can come with me.” She stands on her tiptoes and kisses the corner of my mouth, “The last time I saw my mother, Jason, she threw me out.”

I clothe my arms around her and pull her into my arms as my anger fades. “I’ll come with you. That way, you can collect your s**t while we’re there.” I kiss the top of her head.

“Some of my belongings are still at the beach house.” She informs me. “Kevin had grabbed some of my clothes for me and dropped them off.”

Promptly, I release her, and climb out of the shower, jealousy taking over. “So the entire week you left me, you were f*****g your stepbrother on the beach.”

Chelsea turns the water off, climbs out of the shower, and grabs a towel. “No, you asshole. He left. So the entire week I was gone, I was moping in misery over the stepbrother I had assumed was my best friend almost my entire life.” She storms out of the bathroom with the towel clothed around her.

Regretfully, I follow Chelsea into our bedroom and wrap my arms around her from behind. “I’m sorry.”

Fuck, I keep saying all the wrong s**t. Clearly, I need to control this jealousy before I chase her into his arms.

“How many times will I have to tell you? It’s you I want, Jason, and only you.” She pleads.

“I need time to trust you again since you kissed him while we were together,” I speak truthfully.

Although I was jealous before, it’s worse now since I know she’s kissed him while she was mine.

How would I know for sure she wouldn’t kiss him again?

Trust is a complicated emotion to rebuild once it’s broken. I would love nothing more than to trust her, though it’s impossible for me to do so considering everything is fresh.

“I will spend every day of our lives showing you that you’re the only one I want.” She insists.

“Are you promising me forever, Chelsea?” I mumble against her lips.

“Yes,” she hums as she encircles her arms around me.

I carry her over to my bed intending to make love to her.

She keeps her arms securely around my neck. “I never had to choose Jason because it’s always been you.” As I stare into her eyes, I notice she’s telling me the truth.

A mouth can utter lies, however, the eyes never lie.

Unwrapping the towel from around Chelsea, I slide inside her warmth, her wetness, gently, and embrace every f*****g inch of her.

It’s intense.

It’s passionate.

We kiss.

We touch.

The feeling becomes too much. “I love you, Chelsea.” I’m overwhelmed. The undying love I feel for her scares me. She has the power to break me.

“I have always loved you, Jason.” I see the affection shining in her eyes.

Our connection is strong.

Our bond is unbreakable.

I recognize at this moment that nobody can come in the middle of what we have.

I’m not my mother, and she isn’t her father.

As I thrust into her, I realize I have nothing to fear.

She’s mine.

And always will be.

“Jason,” She pleads.

“I know.” I take her lips with mine, understanding the feelings we have are pouring out.

She brings her hands up to my face, wiping away the tears I didn’t know were there.

I close my eyes and relish the feel of her.

She’s my obsession.

She’s my life.

She’s my air, and without her, I cannot breathe.

“Please look at me, Jason.” She begs.

I open my eyes and stare down at her, as I repeatedly plunge inside her p***y slowly, at a moderate, even pace.

I fill her with my seed until I have nothing left to give.

Speechlessly, I climb off Chelsea and pluck the ‘Aquamarine Lotus Flower Diamond Ring’ from the nightstand.

Kneeling beside the bed, naked, I speak from the heart. “When I left you at your house and told you I had homework, it was a lie,” I admit. “I swear, that’s the last secret.” I cross my heart before continuing, “I went to the jewelry store and purchased you this ring because I knew you were the one for me. You are everything to me, Chelsea. I want to love you now and forever. Will you marry me?” She yelps and leaps on me, knocking me onto the floor.

“Yes, yes, yes.” She screams excitedly. “I’ll marry you, Jason.”

I take her hand into mine and slide the ring onto her finger. “You’re mine in every way possible.” I kiss her ring finger before kissing her delicious lips.

“Let’s do it now,” I propose. “We can go to the ‘Justice of the Peace’ before going to your mother’s.”

She observes the ring while laying on top of me. “If we do this, Jason, it’s forever. I won’t marry you just to divorce you. I came from a broken family, therefore divorce will never be an option.”

“I told you, I’ll never you go.” She nods.

“Remember us against the world.” I kiss her slowly and passionately. “We’re getting married first,” I demand, wanting to make her mine before we do anything. “After we get married, we can go to your mother’s and collect what you have there, and stop by the beach house, and gather all of your belongings.”

“You have it all planned out. Don’t you?” She adds as she plays with my growing beard.

“Are you ready to become, Mrs. Tanner?” I question, gliding my hand up and down her back.

She sings, “Chelsea Tanner.” A smile appears on her face. “I like the sound of that.” She says.

“Me too,” I admit.

At that moment, I realize I’ll never keep another secret as long as I live. It will always be her and me against the world, and nothing or nobody will take her from me.