Stepbrother's Secrets (A New Adult Forbidden Romance) Read Free Page A

in, places his napkin back in his lap, and then takes up his glass of wine looking at me with a smile.
    "Now, where were we?" he asks.
    "Uhm, who was that Jake?"
    He frowns, his eyes darting to the side. "An unsatisfied client. Don't worry about it."
    I nod debating whether to accept his answer but it makes sense. The guy was drunk. Jake took care of it. I sigh and let it go. Our entrees are laid before us and the smells make my mouth water. We eat in silence for a time.
    "This is amazing," I say swallowing a bite.
    "I'm really glad you like it," he says. "You deserve nice things. I want to give them to you."
    "And how would you know? We just met," I say laughing.
    "I knew it the moment I saw you across that room. The moment I saw how you didn't fit in there. I know someone broke your heart. I know I never will. Some things, you just know."
    My stomach clenches and my heart stops. I can't stop staring into his eyes. My throat is dry so I reach for the wine but it's impossible to swallow. He stares into my eyes and I know right then I'm falling for this man I just met. I can't believe it. I never thought I'd feel this way again, certainly not this soon.
    "I, thank you," I stammer.
    "Thank you," he says smiling his foot circling my inner thigh.
    My head spins. I'm light headed. I can't think clearly, I just want this man. I want him in my bed, I want him inside me. I want him now.
    "We should go," I say softly placing my napkin over my plate.
    Jake nods rising from his chair and coming around to stand behind me. He pulls my chair out then takes my arm and leads me not towards the front but the rear of the building. We go down a dark hallway lit by the red glow of an exit sign. Jakes leads me through that door into an alley.
    He turns towards me pressing me against the brick wall. His hard body holds me in place. I gasp air just as his lips meet mine. I throw my arms around him pulling myself into him. I feel his cock pressing into my abdomen. I explore the bulge of muscles on his neck and down his arms. He lifts me up by my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist. The kiss goes on and on. His tongue presses past my lips searching, needing, tasting me.
    His hands roam my thighs as I thrust against him. I feel his need straining against the fabric that separates us. Juices flood from me in preparation for what's to come. He breaks the kiss gasping air then he's kissing my cheek, my neck, across my collar bone. I twine my hands in his hair whimpering my desire.
    He nibbles on my ear. "I love you."
    My heart pounds. The words! He said the words! This is crazy. We just met. He doesn't know me but it feels so right. I want him more than I've ever wanted any man. I kiss his cheek, lick his jaw line.
    Suddenly he steps back from me placing me back on the ground. He looks at me panting, desire obvious in his eyes.
    "We can't ... not like this," he says.
    I step forward, my hands on his chest, tracing the bulging muscles. "Jake ..."
    He shakes his head grabbing my hands in a vice like grip. "No, you're better than this. You deserve more."
    "Jake, please."
    Now I'm really spinning. I can't switch gears this quick. I want him. I want him now. He can't be turning me down? What in the hell is wrong with me?
    "Sheila," he says raising my fingers up to his lips where he gently kisses each of them. "You are beautiful, amazing, and I want you more than I can express in words. Not like this though."
    He motions around the alley in which we stand.
    "I'll not treat you like some dirty whore. You're special. You deserve better and I'll give it to you. I just ..." he trails off. "Not tonight. I just can't tonight. Give me some time to make it right."
    I gasp in air feeling light headed. I nod uncertain of my ability to speak. I don't know if I want to cry because of the beauty of his words or if it's because I feel like I'm being dumped without ever having been actually picked up.
    He wraps an arm around my shoulders then leads the way back into the