Free Biker Stepbrother - The Complete Series (Parts 1, 2, and 3) by Rossi St. James

and I sure as hell didn’t want to make things anymore awkward between us. “We’re just a couple of adults now.”
    “Do you ever think of me like that, Gray?” she asked. “I mean, we’ve only been back in each other’s lives a few days, but sometimes when I look at you, I forget that we’ve only ever known each other in a brother-sister kind of way.”
    I bit my lip and felt blood rush to my throbbing cock once again. I didn’t do emotional sex. I didn’t do lovey-dovey tenderness. I didn’t make love to girls the way a girl like her would want. I fucked.
    Gray Daughtry only fucked.
    “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t had a single dirty thought about you since seeing you… all grown up,” I admitted against my better judgment, and I watched as her lips curled into a pleased smile. Or maybe it was relief. It was dark. I couldn’t quite tell. All I knew was my heart was beating like a runaway train and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. “You’re a very beautiful woman now.”
    She released a deep breath she’d been apparently holding in and her body nonchalantly wiggled closer to me. I could feel her breath against the bare flesh of my chest as her fingers searched for mine under the covers.
    “You don’t want me like that,” I said, my voice a growl of a whisper.
    “How do you know what I want?”
    “Trust me,” I said. “I’m not good for you in that sort of way.”
    Her hand released mine and her fingers tugged on the waist of my boxers. “The way you look at me, Gray. It scares me and makes me feel loved all at the same time. I can only imagine the way you’d feel inside me.”
    I swallowed the lump that rose in my throat. My mouth was dry. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She snapped my waistband and found my hand again, placing it over her perky breast.
    “It’s okay,” she said earnestly. “You can touch me.”
    I squeezed my fingers, gripping the full flesh of her breast and forgetting that she was ever my kid stepsister. My cock throbbed hard and my balls began to ache. The things I wanted to do to her…
    She leaned in closer to me, pressing her body onto mine and placing her lips on my collarbone. Wisps of her hair tickled my skin and sent pinpricks all over my body as her hot lips peppered me with kisses. My body was on fire and it took all the strength I had not to roll on top of her and make her scream my name.
    Her hand reached below, searching for my waistband again, but I stopped it. My cock throbbed like a son of a bitch, and I wanted nothing more than to bend her over, grab her ass, and fuck the shit out of her tight, sweet pussy. But I stopped it.
    “Everly…” I breathed.
    She quit kissing me. “What’s wrong? I thought you wanted this?”
    I understood that my cock was sending the wrong message, but I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t risk hurting her emotionally when the poor girl had already been through so much. I had to protect her, even if that meant protecting her from myself.
    “I don’t make love,” I said. “I fuck.”
    “Then fuck me,” she begged. She sat up in bed and tugged the thin, cotton t-shirt over her head, revealing supple round breasts that begged to be touched. “Please, Gray. Fuck me.”

PART THREE
     

One – EVERLY
     
    He stared at my breasts, making no bones about trying to hide the fact. I knew by the feel of his bulging cock that he wanted to fuck me just as much as I wanted to fuck him.
    I wasn’t sure what came over me in that moment, but something about lying next to the boy who’d protected me, who was officially all grown up and a hot mess of leather and muscles and tattoos, made me hotter than Hell from the inside out. I couldn’t fight it any longer. When I looked into his eyes, I didn’t see my stepbrother. I saw a grown man with the kind of physical equipment that could rock my world in 2.5 seconds if he’d just give in.
    “Please, Gray,” I begged once more. “We’re both adults here.