IN LOVE WITH MY STEPBROTHER

CHAPTER 15

TESSIE'S POV

I couldn't believe I had just said that to him. I was the one running all the time yet managed to be mad at him and jealous just because of the thought of seeing him talking to someone else. Was I always this possessive person even over something that wasn't mine? Probably, because now this was the second time I had expressed myself like that. Was this even healthy?

Jace stared at me with a smirk pasted on his face. He was enjoying this. He patted the space next to him on the bed without saying anything. I eyed the spot and then him questioningly.

"Come on. You are not afraid of me, are you?"

Was I? No. I couldn't be. I was afraid of myself was more accurate and also afraid of what was going to happen if I sat down next to him. His eyes were filled with longing and the smirk wasn't even a tiny bit annoying. If anything, I found it sexy. I couldn't tell him that now, could I?

Jace scooted closer to the edge I was standing in. My eyes followed his movement, shifting all over him rapidly trying to figure out what he was up to. It was obvious, too obvious. I didn't move away even the moment he lifted his hand towards me.

His fingers tugged on my long shirt as if feeling its material. The smirk disappeared slowly as he lifted his eyes to mine again. I found myself holding my breath involuntarily then exhaled shakily as he made contact with my hand.

"Tessie," he uttered softly. "Tell me that you are not feeling it and I will back away."

His eyes didn't hold the same message he was letting across. He wanted me but I couldn't bring myself to say that I wanted him too. He knew that clearly - we both knew it but I just couldn't say the words. A part of me wondered why. Maybe because it would be easy to blame it on his advances if it ever came to it. But how could I do that? I was letting him touch me- I was letting him get closer and it had nothing to do with being powerless. I was just simply letting him because I wanted him to.

My heart was racing. I was sure my hands would be shaking had I not been clenching them tightly in a fist. I blinked slowly and parted my lips trying to facilitate my breathing. He pulled me towards him so that I was now standing between his thighs. He leaned his face closer and pulled my shirt up exposing my stomach slightly. I felt his fingers run across my skin moments before they were replaced by something else - something warmer and softer. His lips. That felt good- in a warm tickling fun kind of way. He repeated the act again and again. No one had ever done that to me and suddenly I suddenly felt myself being swallowed in the feeling.

The next thing I knew was that I was seated on his lap, my lips smacked against his as my hands tried to find something to hold on to. I wrapped them around his neck naturally and leaned into the kiss- allowing him to take the lead. Unlike the two times we had kissed before, I was not panicking, I was not thinking about anything else but the kiss. But that was until his hands snaked further inside my shirt.

He brushed his hand against my breasts and then cupped one of them. He was so gentle but the touch was enough to elicit a surprised moan that escaped into his mouth. I pulled back quickly and met his gaze.

"Jace," I whispered, my eyes darting from his face to the door. "What are we doing?"

He smiled lightly, "Nothing you are not comfortable with."

I closed my eyes and sucked in air.

"There is a room full of students downstairs and probably a dozen others roaming the hallways."

"Is that really what you are worried about?" he asked.

What was I supposed to say? Yeah. I don't want to be called a freak for the rest of my high school life.

"No one has to know," he added softly tugging on a few curls in my face. "We will make sure of that."

"We?" Jace leaned in and kissed my lips softly. I shivered and swallowed hard. His breath was so good, his lips were so soft yet so arousing. I wanted him to do that- to keep doing that forever. I couldn't tell how but somehow that touch was quite reassuring. Right then I realized what I hadn't brought myself to think about. I trusted him. Probably more than I should but I did. "I have never... I haven't done... it before," I found myself confessing against his lips shakily.

"Tess," he called softly but hoarsely. His fingers travelled the length of my face slowly leaving a trail of goosebumps and hot flushes all over my body. He smiled, "There is no rush. We can do other stuff at the moment."

"Like what?" I asked, searching his eyes fervently.

In the back of my mind, I knew what he meant. Of course, I knew what 'stuff' meant. How could I not while I had Ava talking all about her sexscapades with me? I was however terrified and my mind went wild wondering what he was going to say. Give him a blowjob? I had no idea how it was done. I had never even been in contact with a p***s before. I would die of embarrassment before I even could.

The doorknob turned interrupting the moment. I turned sharply and realizing that Jace hadn't locked the door, I detached myself from him quickly and acted. I managed to block whoever it was before they managed to get in and exhaled deeply. For a moment there I thought we were about to be busted. Well, we weren't doing anything but still, my conscience was getting too panicky.

I remained at the door, my hands still pushing the door back even though it was locked then met his gaze. He was smiling and I knew why. I had been the one to run to the door. I was the one who locked it without a second thought. If anything before that hadn't brought clarity, this definitely did.

"I had to..." I exhaled, not even sure why I was explaining. "I'm scared, Jace."

"Come here," he stated softly.

I walked back to him slowly without breaking contact. He took my hand and pulled me into the bed. Before I knew it, I was lying underneath him.

"I'll show you," he whispered against my ear as his hand trailed along my thighs. "You can trust me, Tessie. I won't do anything you are not ready for."

I nodded slowly. This was unreal. I wasn't fighting it- I was craving his touch. That was all I could focus on. My back was pressed against the covers. He kissed my neck slowly and softly. It was magical, sending scattering static signals across my body. He pulled my shirt off and tugged on my bra.

"Can I?" he requested before unclasping it.

I nodded. He pressed his jaw and swallowed hard gazing at my breasts. They were quite big compared to most of my classmates. Not too sized for my body but full cups that some girls would kill to have. They made me insecure which was why I always wore oversized shirts but looking at Jace drooling over them, I had to chuckle. He looked up almost in embarrassment.

"You are so beautiful, Tess," he sighed nervously. No one had ever said that to me. I felt my cheeks flush but I couldn't say anything to him. "Will it be okay if I..." he stammered. All of a sudden, he was nervous. "Can I suck them?"

My mind went wild imagining how that would feel like. I had felt his lips on other parts of my body. How would they feel on my n*****s? I nodded encouragingly. He leaned in and swirled his tongue around them, giving them equal attention for several seconds before he took one into his mouth and suckled. A silent sigh escaped into the air. It felt so good. I couldn't help but want more. He looked up briefly meeting my gaze.

"Please don't stop," I almost begged.

"I won't," he grinned. "I can't wait to taste more of you."