Free Rogue: A Stepbrother Forbidden Romance by Stephanie Brother Page A

fills with anger. I don't deserve to be treated like this. I've done nothing wrong.
    "Josh, we need to talk," I say before the words won't come out.
    Josh turns to look at me. I expected there to be a questioning look or confusion but there's not. He looks like he expected me to say that. He nods but the entire time he never takes his eyes off my face.
    "Yeah," he says swallowing hard.
    I turn and lead the way to the pool house. I don't want Danny to overhear or listen in on this conversation and I fully expect it to get heated. I don't look back but Josh's footsteps follow me. Once he closes the door I wheel around on him, fists on hips, anger flowing.
    "Josh, what the hell happened to us?" I ask.
    He stares at the wall next to me, not even pretending to look at me.
    "Cin look, I'm sorry. I know things have been weird the past ... little bit," he says.
    "Weird? You think? Look at me!" I hit him in the shoulder trying not to notice the muscles bulging under his polo shirt.
    His eyes lock on mine and my heart skips, my stomach tightens, and my juices flow making the inside of my bikini wet. He moves his mouth and I can't take my eyes off his perfect lips, so full, I'm leaning in closer to them.
    "Cin," he says but his voice is tight and choked sounding.
    He shakes his head back and forth. I reach up and touch his chest, my fingers rest against his hard pecs and I feel him tremble. He inhales sharply and I gasp. I don't want to break this connection. His fingers touch my cheek softly. I'm falling into his eyes, my stomach clenches, I can't do this.
    "We can't," he whispers.
    Tears form in my eyes. I see the hurt in his.
    "Yes," I breathe.
    My fingers wander up from his chest, over hard shoulder muscles, and entwine in his hair. I rise up onto my tip toes, closer, the warmth of his breath blows across my face as I inhale his musky scent.
    "It's wrong," he says his lips an inch from mine.
    "Yes," I say.
    Our lips meet, touching softly, tentatively then when they touch sparks fly. My skin tingles, my heart stops beating, his arms wrap around me. He encloses me in his strength. He jerks me in closer lifting me off my feet.
    The kiss, once gentle, is now unbridled passion. Our mouths move together, his tongue forces its way past my lips pressing my own back into my mouth and I let him have me. I suck on his tongue as he pushes past my teeth. My hands tangle in his hair. I wrap my legs around his waist. His manhood pushes into my belly and I want to take it all in. I want him to be my first.
    He breaks the kiss, leaning back so that there are a few inches between our faces. He shakes his head negative.
    "We can't Cin, it's wrong," he says.
    His body tells a different story, if this is so wrong would his desire be so hard? I smile and place one finger against his lips shaking my head.
    "We're not related," I say.
    "You're my sister!"
    "Stepsister," I shake my head at him. "Not the same thing."
    I lean in to kiss him but he pulls back from me doubts lingering in his eyes but his erection and his body tell a different story as his hands roam over my mostly bare ass. The thin piece of cloth covering my mound slides to one side as I grind against his leg.
    "I want you," he exhales. "I love you."
    "I love you," I say though my throat tightens at his words and tears threaten.
    He carries me easily towards the couch. Gently he lays me down on it. He leans up and pulls his shirt over his head. I've seen him shirtless many times but never has he looked so good as right now. Muscles ripple as he pulls it off then tosses it aside. I lick my lips and then lean up tracing the line of his pec muscles with my tongue. He has a sweet taste.
    He reaches around and unties my bikini top letting my full breasts bounce free. They drop a little and he takes one in each hand rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I gasp as they harden into tight buds then he leans in and teases them even more with his tongue. My hips buck against his erection