ACHING FOR MY STEPBROTHER

THANE “Why the hell did you let her go, Thane?” Noah’s voice followed me as I headed toward the elevator. I didn’t respond at first, but then he grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop. “Can you just slow down and listen to me?” he demanded, almost yelling, though he caught himself when the security guards shot him a glare sharp enough to cut glass. I should have just told them to blacklist him the last time he stumbled into my office drunk after Tiara broke up with him. Too bad for him, they might break up again after today. “You don’t seriously mean what you said to Rachel, do you?” “Look,” I said, dragging a hand through my hair. “If you care about her, go find her. She chose to go with someone she only just met today. Am I the crazy one here?” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “It’s your fault. You just let her walk away like that. Rachel shouldn’t be with Wendy, Thane. You know that.” Really? Like I didn’t know. The same person who deliberately brought her along as some kind of life-saver now suddenly thinks she’s evil? “That’s on you, because you caused all of it. Find someone else to mess with and stop bothering me,” I growled, turning back to my work. “That’s just your anger talking, Thane. I know you.” “I bet you don’t know I’m calling security on you if you don’t get the hell out of this building,” I shot back without even glancing at him. Everyone had decided to ruin my day, and that stubborn brat made it even worse. I had thought Sarah said she’s a sweet, obedient girl, but now I wasn’t even sure she was the same one I’d liked that night. Well, not that she exactly showed a ‘good girl’ vibe God. Don’t even think about it, Thane. Rachel’s way below your league, and she’s your damn stepsister. The elevator dinged. I stepped out and made my way to my office. It was modest… Cut that crap… It was the smallest in the building. Pops didn’t care how long it took; he demanded you earn whatever position he put you in, and I'm doing just that. I worked like every other employee, even though I was next in line to his seat. I flopped into my chair, finally thinking I might be able to forget Rachel for a few minutes. I scrolled through my contacts, looking for Wendy when I realized I didn’t even have her number saved anymore. Hell. Just let her be, man, my brain screamed. Then, a knock sounded at the door. I looked up. Dammmnnn… Hot Nina. The red suit hugged every curve, every perfect line that had a way of driving me insane. She strolled in, confident, as if she owned the room. “Am I disturbing someone?” she asked, perched at the doorway. No way. Nina. Even if she were a hurricane, I’d rather give it all up to have her in my arms right now, I thought as she made her way toward my desk. “Since when do you ask, Nina?” I said, smirking. She blushed, just a little, and leaned on the desk. Two hands gripped the edge as she inched forward, just enough to make me notice the open spot I shouldn’t see unless we were in a hotel. “You’re distracting me, Nina. You know you’re not supposed to seduce me at the office.” “Who am I to stop you if your eyes keep wandering?” she countered, playful and teasing. I shot to my feet, circling the desk until I was in front of her. My hand moved to the last button of her shirt, that one spot she left deliberately undone. “You don’t want people asking why my father’s personal assistant keeps visiting the intern’s office,” I warned, though my voice was low betraying all the constraints I had left. She raised a brow, and her hand slid along my waist. “Forgotten something?” Her touch lingered, too close, too dam close to that part. “Your father asked me to teach you well.” Her hand dropped lower, to a place it shouldn’t, and I felt my breath catch. I almost choked on my saliva, clutching her wrist instantly. “Fuck. Stop, Nina,” I whispered, my voice rough. “I want just one quickie, Thane,” she murmured, her lips brushing my ear, sending electricity straight down my spine. “I won’t moan. I promise.” A grin spread across my lips. Nina knew exactly how to wake the demon in me. She was exactly type. You know, reckless, confident, and irresistibly sexy and just as tall as me.  Only that my father would kill me before she could be my girlfriend, especially since she was older, but I didn’t care. Not one bit.  I pinched her nose playfully. “You’re being a very, very bad girl.” She chuckled and, without another word, dragged me straight to the restroom. “We need to have it from the back. That's faster.”  She didn't argue. She just leaned on the sink and spread those legs wide for me to come in. Just one struck inside her, my eyes rolled backwards. That wave of pleasure scattering any sanity left inside me. I gripped her waist and thrusted deeper until I was touching her walls. “Four seconds left, Thane.” She moaned softly. I didn’t stop. I thrusted deeper and deeper until a thought flashed in my head. What if Wendy says something she shouldn't to Rachel? She wouldn't right? “Go faster, Thane. You're almost there.”  Nina gingered me on and I swear, I wanted to tear the thought of Rachel off my mind but… I couldn't. I pulled out of Nina at once and rested my weight on her back. She didn't give me a minute before she turned to face me. “You can’t stop now. I haven't released yet.”  I exhaled hard. “Let’s just stop here, Nina. We'll finish this off after work.” I started zipping up when she held me. “Are you joking right now? You haven't even cum yet.” Yeah and that's gonna be a big deal for me later but I can’t do anything about that guy down there that wasn’t hard anymore.  “We'll continue later, hmm?” I assured her. She wanted to argue but fortunately, she didn't. She pulled up her panties and we left the toilet. “I'll wait until nine as usual.”  She said the moment we reached my office. I nodded, stranglely not feeling excited like I should be. I think it's because I'm just worried that Rachel is gonna do something insane. Plus Wendy has a weird way of blowing things up in the strangest way and if Rachel has decided to play the I'm-in-control card then I better find a way of letting her not screw this up.