Free Stepbrother Aflame by Charity Ferrell

is going to be a blast.
    “Screw you, Cam,” Savannah says, shooting him a dirty look.
    I tap her thigh, telling her to get off my lap, and she does as she’s told. I breathe in a rush of air when I look at Addison. She looks hot as fuck.
    Her hair is pulled away from her face, a few tendrils falling around her ears. Her dress is black, crossing across her neck with slits on the side, and hitting her only a few inches above her knees.
    My dick gets harder looking at her than it did when Savannah was hopping on it, ready to ride me.
    Cam clears his throat. There’s no mistaken that I’m checking out his girl. “You guys ready to go?” He asks. “I’m not about to miss our reservation because Savannah needs her pussy stroked.”
     
    ***
     
    The place we go to is too fucking fancy for my taste. A cheeseburger is twenty-five dollars. Thank God I got decent tips last night or Savannah’s ass would be in the kitchen helping me wash dishes to pay for our bill. I briefly considered making her pay for her own. I don’t want to be here. I didn’t want to take her on this date, but I know that will make me look like a cheap, inconsiderate bastard.
    The meal is awkward, of course. No one seems comfortable. Savannah can’t keep her hands off my dick. Cam keeps saying the stupidest shit, and Addison is surprisingly not saying anything.
    “I need to go to the bathroom,” Savannah says, throwing her napkin down on the table. She grabs her purse and gets up.
    “You want me to go with you?” Addison asks from across the table, scooting her chair out.
    I’ll never understand the whole girls have to go to the restroom in a group thing. The last thing I want to do is schedule bathroom breaks at the urinals with my boys.
     “It’s fine, girl. Eat and I’ll be right back,” Savannah answers, signaling for her to stay put.
    A minute later, Cam’s phone buzzes. He stares at his screen a few seconds, his eyes widening. “I’ll be right back. This is my dad. It’s important.” I look away as his lips brush against Addison’s cheek and he walks away from the table.
    “I guess that leaves the two of us,” I say, lifting up my drink to cheers her. I grab my phone as it starts vibrating in my pocket, fully prepared to hit the fuck you button, but my stomach curdles when I see Margo’s name flashing across the screen.
    Shit, calls from her are never good.
    “Fuck,” I say, sucking in a breath. “I have to take this.” I feel bad for leaving her alone at the table, but I can’t ignore this call.
    Addison nods, acting like it doesn’t matter that everyone has just ditched her, but I can see in her eyes that it does.
    I spend five agonizing minutes talking Margo down. I shoot Kelton a text after I hang up and let him know what’s going down. I’ll always have his back. My phone gets shoved back in my pocket as I make my way back to our table, hoping it ends soon.
    I stop when I hear Cam’s voice. I take a step closer, realizing he’s behind a closed door.
    “You were trying to make me jealous, weren’t you?” He asks, angrily.
    “You know that,” a soft, sensual voice answers. I recognize it. “And obviously it worked because your hand is up my dress right now.”
    “Fuck you,” he fires back. “You were flirting with him, practically taking his cock on the couch for me to see. You damn well knew that shit would piss me off. Don’t do that again, especially with that fucking loser. Or you’ll regret it.”
    I ball up my fist at the same time Savannah lets out a loud moan. “I can fuck whoever I want, and yes, I’ll be screwing his brains out tonight.”
    That’s not fucking happening. My dick isn’t going anywhere near this broad.
    “The fuck you will be,” Cam spats.
    “You’re still with Addison.” She says her name in distaste, like it’s poison. “You have sex with her. You tell her you love her, for fuck sakes. You need to make a decision, leave her or I’m done.”
    “Babe, you know I