Tempt Me Again, Stepbrother

The bass hit my chest before I even walked into The club. It was a heavy, thudding beat that vibrated right through the soles of my heels, making my ribs ache.

My best friend Maureen walked ahead of me, cutting through the crowd at the door like she owned the place. I stayed right behind her, clutching my purse like a shield.

"You're just too innocent, Vee,"

"You don't have a wild bone in your body. You're made for tea parties, not the real world."

" don't you think you'd be selfish to keep tying me down with you when you can't match my energy?"

Alex.

Those were the exact words my boyfriend tossed at me when I caught him with another woman.

My heart clenched, not just from the betrayal, but from the brutal weight of his words. Was I really that boring? Was our entire relationship just about sex to him?

"Get out of your head, Vee! Forget that bulldog you know he doesn't deserve you," Maureen's sharp, worried voice cut through my racing thoughts as we slid onto two stools at the bar.

She ordered us shots and handed me a glass. Without asking what it was, I took a deep breath and knocked it back in one go.

"Whoo!" the bartender chuckled, leaning over the counter. "Tough day, huh?"

I tried to laugh along, but the alcohol burned so hard down my throat it turned into a fit of coughing.

Maureen rubbed my back gently. "Totally normal, babe. You'll get used to it."

"First time?" the bartender asked.

I nodded, unsure if he meant clubbing or drinking.

Honestly, it was my first time doing both.

The bartender looked to be in his late twenties, tall, athletic, with the kind of smooth smile that had probably won over half the city.

"I bet nobody has ever called you boring," I shouted over the blaring music, taking in my surroundings.

The club was full of flashing coloured lights, thick smoke, and bodies grinding close together. It felt wild and completely unfamiliar but God, it felt alive.

He chuckled, flashing a grin. "Oh, I am anything but boring, darling."

Maureen shot me a wicked wink, and heat rushed straight to my face.

Taking another shot from the bartender I gulped it down once more and felt my head sway to the side a little.

"come on, let's dance" Maureen said, dragging me onto the packed dance floor.

I let her pull me along. I closed my eyes, threw my hands up, and just danced.

For the first time, I wasn't worrying about how I looked. The heat of the room was everywhere. I moved to the beat, letting go of years of playing it safe.

When I opened my eyes, I noticed someone watching me.

He was standing near the shadows, leaning against a steel pillar. He was tall, with sharp features and broad shoulders in a dark jacket.

But it was his eyes, light brown, intense and fixed right on me that made my breath catch.

I didn't look away.

Innocent, right? Naïve?

I stared right back at him, tilting my head with a confidence I didn't know I had.

Maybe it was the liquid courage, or maybe I was just dead tired of being written off as boring.

"Oh, wow," Maureen whispered, following my line of sight. "Who is that? He looks like total trouble. Go talk to him"

"Maureen, I don't know..."

"Go!" She gave me a gentle nudge. "Besides, I'm off to ride that sexy bartender anyway," she added with a wink. "Go prove your ex wrong, girl."

I laughed as she darted away. Maureen was an absolute rollercoaster the complete opposite of me and right now, I was so grateful for her push.

Taking a deep breath, I smoothed down my short black dress and walked straight into the shadows where the stranger stood.

As I closed the distance, he straightened up, his features coming into full view. He towered over me, sporting the sexiest jawline I'd ever laid eyes on.

"You're a little too bright for a dark corner like this," he said. His voice was a low, deep rumble that sent a shiver straight down my spine.

"Maybe I got tired of standing in the light," I replied, surprised by how steady I sounded.

A slow smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Neville."

"Gina," I lied instantly. There was no need for him to know my real name tonight.

"Well, Gina," he stepped closer "Are you lost, or did you come over here for a reason?"

He was so close I could smell his cologne... an intoxicating, heavy scent that made my head spin.

"I came to dance," I said, stepping right into his personal space until our chests brushed. "With you."

"Then dance we will."

Neville took my hand, his palm was warm and large and led me back to the dance floor.

He wrapped a hand around my waist, pulling me against his chest and we began to move to the music.

I surrendered completely to the moment, riding the high of his presence. Mimicking the couples around us, I slowed my pace and sensually rocked my hips back into him.

Behind me, his grip on my waist tightened instantly. My skin flamed. I needed more.

I threw my head back and pressed deeper into his crotch.

"Fuck," he growled against my ear. "You're driving me crazy, Gina."

His fingers dug into my waist, massaging my hips through the fabric of my dress. A low moan escaped my throat as I arched into his touch.

In one swift move, Neville spun me around to face him.

Before I could process what was happening, he cupped a hand firmly over my ass, wrapped his other hand around the back of my neck, and brought his lips crashing down on mine.

I froze for a split second before melting into him, letting him completely devour me.

He didn't hold back. He nipped and sucked at my lips, and when his tongue demanded entry, I gave it without hesitation. The crowded room vanished around us.

The kiss was deep, raw, and desperate.

When he finally pulled back just an inch, both of us were breathing heavy.

"Do you wanna keep dancing..." he murmured, his thumb trailing over my jaw, "...or do you wanna get out of here?"

"I will need to talk to my friend first" I responded, picking the latter option.

This made Neville smile "sure when you're done meet me outside" he leaned down to kiss me again and my toes curled. God he was a good kisser.

"I'll be waiting" he added, pecking me one more time then he walked away.

I turned back around, navigating the dense crowd to find Maureen. When I finally reached the counter, neither she nor the bartender was anywhere in sight.

I had expected her to be busy, but a small part of me hoped she'd worry just a little given it was my first time at a club and I was about to walk off with a complete stranger.

Just then, my phone buzzed in my hand. I let out a breath of relief when I saw Maureen's name on the screen. She hadn't abandoned me after all.

"Bitch you receiving the fuck of your life well?!" she yelled over the phone, though the booming bass from the speakers muffled the noise.

"Not yet" I shouted back laughing "you?!"

Maureen didn't reply for a while and when she did she drawled "yea..hhhhhh"

What the-

"Like right now?!" I asked totally bewildered and almost immediately her moans tore through the speaker.

"s..ss..tay safe girl call me when you're done" she managed to say then the line went dead

I held the phone to my ear for a second in absolute disbelief before lowering it.

Why couldn't my sex life be as fun as THAT?!

It was changing tonight!

With that thought, I headed straight outside

The midnight air hit me square on the face when I made it outside the club house.

I felt the hair on my arms stir up immediately but not for long as a black tinted Audi pulled up.

"I thought you changed your mind," Neville said as I opened the door and slid into the passenger seat.

He didn't put the car in drive right away. Resting one hand on the steering wheel, he turned to look at me. "What's going through your head? You're quiet."

When I looked over at him, his eyes immediately softened.

"I..." My voice trailed off.

He waited patiently, his gaze fixed on mine, giving me space to speak.

"I don't want to wait until we get to a hotel," I confessed, the sudden confidence surprising even me, Neville raised an eyebrow, a quiet amusement playing on his face.

"I want you to touch me here" it had always been one of my fantasies, to have sex in a car but I'd never truly felt comfortable enough to let it happen with Alex.

I am no virgin, at least not in the full sense. I had never had sex with a man before, not even when I was dating Alex which was one of the reasons he cheated on me but I had sex toys I used to pleasure myself.

"You want me to fuck you in my car?"

God this man

I squeezed my thighs together and nodded

"Use your words princessa"

"Yes," I said, the pulse in my chest racing.

He turned off the engine, his voice smooth and steady. "Come here."

I didn't hesitate. Moving across the console, I shifted over to sit on his lap. His hands rested gently on my waist.

For a few seconds, neither of us said a word; we just looked at each other.

"Are you having second thoughts?" I asked softly.

Instead of answering out loud, he leaned in, his lips brushing the side of my neck, sending a sudden warmth straight through me.

"You're trying to get over someone," he murmured against my skin, his tone perceptive as his lips moved along my collarbone. "Are you certain this is what you want?"

I nodded, refusing to let doubt creep back in. "No more overthinking. Please."

A faint chuckle escaped him. "As you wish.

He began tracing kisses down my bare shoulder while I squirmed on him hoping he'd move things faster.

And he did.

He wrapped a hand around my neck and our lips clashed. It was a deep rough kiss, the kind that leaves you panting and wanting more.

He gave no breathing intervals as he began fucking my mouth with his tongue and all I could do was gasp into his mouth.

Slowly and gently I felt his fingers trail from my waist to one of my thighs. He squeezed and rubbed the skin there till it began to hurt. Then rubbed a little more gently to cool the pain.

The action made my core drip more for some reason.

"Neville" I moaned his name

"Yeah baby I got you"

He moved his hands from my thigh and began pulling my dress up.

I helped him till my dress was bunched up my hips and my white g string panties became visible.

"Fuck, you're so sexy"

He palmed my ass and massaged the skin, it made me squirm and I began rubbing myself on him in a slow pattern.

I continued rocking forth and back, so lost was I in my pleasure that I didn't realize when he tore open a condom and wrapped it around him.

So when he pushed himself suddenly inside me a scream and a gasp tore through my mouth which came out more like a loud gasp.

The sudden intrusion and the pleasure I was getting from rubbing on his thighs tipped me off the edge and I came panting. That was the fastest I had cum.

"Neville" I moaned coming down from my orgasm

He grunted "you don't know what you just did to me princessa" he immediately picked up his pace, lifting his hips in a fast fierce motion and ramming into me.

I raised my hands and he took off the remaining part of my dress.

I was a moaning mess with the pace he was going. My thighs shook and my body vibrated.

My sex toys could never compare to this.

I followed his pace bouncing up and down his cock and feeling him everywhere touching every part of me. It was so intense that I began to feel another build up.

Neville took my breast in his mouth, sucking and biting.

I came for the second time.

My whole body hummed in pleasure. I held his face and began to kiss him even as he kept up the fast pace.

Soon he began to slow down so I knew he was cumming. He spanked my ass not once, not twice the fourth time I let out a loud moan, my voice sounding so foreign to my ears.

Only then was he satisfied and slowly I felt him relaxing inside me.

Now the kiss turned slow and sloppy. My quiet moans being the only sound I could hear around me.

Then I felt his fingers on my clit. He rubbed me there for a while and slowly pushed a finger in.

When he added the second finger, I moaned softly at the sensation of his fingers in my already sensitive core.

He moved the two fingers in and out of me gently then slowly he brought it to his mouth.

With our eyes locked I watched him suck off my juices and he went again.

I could feel another orgasm building up as he did this.

Suddenly someone tapped on the window.

Immediately I slid off his lap and hurriedly grabbed my dress by the passenger seat and put it on.

Neville stared at me in surprise. I simply adjusted myself in my seat and avoided his eyes.

He finally looked away. I noticed he didn't bother adjusting his looks as he pulled the window down.

"Vee?" a familiar voice called out.

I turned around toward the open window, my eyes widening in shock.

"Alex?"

My ex-boyfriend stood under the streetlight, staring at me in disbelief. "What on earth are you doing in this guy's car?"

"We broke up just a week ago, and you're already fucking another man? I mean, do you even know who he is?"

My face flushed with embarrassment. I sneaked a glance at Neville and found him already staring at me, while my ex-boyfriend stood outside the car, throwing the most degrading words at me.

Seeing Alex so soon after our breakup, especially when I had been having the best night of my life, caught me completely off guard. I stayed quiet as he continued to spit out his words.

But not anymore.

I had no intention of letting him ruin my night.

I turned to Neville and said, "Can we go now, please?"

"Am I not ta.."

I tuned Alex's voice out as I waited for Neville's response.

The corners of Neville's lips pulled into a small smile, like he found the whole situation amusing.

"As you wish," he said.

Ignoring Alex's complaints about his car being parked directly behind us and warning us not to scratch it, Neville started the engine and steadily drove away.

The ride to the hotel was quiet. So quiet that I could hear my own breathing.

Neville kept his eyes on the road while I stared out of the window, watching the cars pass by.

When we arrived at the hotel, Neville went to the counter to book a room. I stood beside him, feeling like he might change his mind at any moment because of what had happened with Alex.

"Come on," he said after collecting the key.

I turned to follow him, but then I felt his fingers wrap around mine.

He pulled me along with him without saying a word.

We didn't speak until we reached the room and the door closed behind us.

Neville let go of my hand.

I looked up and our eyes met.

He took a step toward me.

I took one back, then another.

Until my back met the wall.

Neville leaned closer, placing one arm against the wall above my head. He lowered his head until he was at my height.

I closed my eyes, expecting to feel his lips on mine.

But instead, he whispered quietly,

"I don't fuck sad women Gina"

My eyes snapped open immediately.

"And now don't tell me you're not sad because I can see it all over you"

I looked away from him but he hooked a finger under my jaw, pulled my face towards him and kissed me.

"Tell me what you want Gina"

"Devour me" I said, my voice coming out like a whisper.

Neville searched my eyes for any sign of hesitation and when he saw nothing, he smirked:

"Be careful what you wish for princessa"

.....

It's not been so long since I said those words 'devour me' and I have had three orgasms.

I looked down at the head wedged deeply in between my legs and I knew I was going to come for the fourth time.

"Oh Neville yess" I bet the whole floor could hear me because I was being very loud.

Neville's fingers and tongue had been working on my core for the past twenty minutes, the man only came up to breath and dove back in like he was having supper.

I squirmed and tightened my thighs around his head at the intense pleasure I was feeling. He roughly pushed my thighs away from his head, slapping them whenever I did that.

My whole body was on fire and it didn't seem like he was stopping any time soon.

Just when I thought I'd faint with the numerous orgasms I was having, Neville finally pulled his mouth away from my core.

Panting and moaning at the same time my eyes raked his face, wet with my juices. He drew his fingers out of me and I missed them immediately.

"You ready for me princess?" He asked licking my juices off his fingers and lips an amused smile playing on his lips.

"Yesss" I replied and watched him take off his trousers.

Earlier in the car I hadn't had the opportunity to see him fully so I raised my upper body to a sitting position while my legs stood wide apart so I could watch.

He noticed this and without breaking eye contact he held the waist band of his briefs and slowly took it down and his cock sprang out free.

At the sight I felt more of my juices dripping down my legs "I can't believe I took that in" I laughed, unable to take my eyes off the red tip of his cock.

"It's beautiful" I said and knowing I probably looked dazed I shook my head and looked back up at his face but the smile on his face had vanished.

"Nevi..."

My legs were suddenly dragged to the edge of the bed and pulled apart.

"I can be really weird darling forgive me" he said an unapologetic grin on his face.

My surprise melted away and I smiled "I like weird"

He hummed and I threw my head back in pleasure as he slowly began to push himself inside me.

When he was fully in, I sighed "that feels so good"

"I know baby I know" he didn't go fast this time, instead he came out completely and drove in deep and hard, it felt like a tremor was going through me when he did it.

His strokes became deeper and harder. It made me moan louder.

"Fuck" he cursed and I knew he was feeling the tremor too.

My eyes were barely open but I could see how he was biting his lips too hard while pushing into me.

When he pulled out completely again he flipped me so my front laid pressed to the bed and my ass up in the air.

I didn't miss the feeling of his cock for long as I felt him pushing into my entrance immediately.

He continued in slow and deep strokes- "oh my god that fe...elssss sooooo good" I cried out not caring who heard me.

He held my hips and rammed himself into me faster, my breasts shook and my ass rippled against his lower belly.

I felt his fingers massaging my clit and that was it for me.

I came screaming loudly and very noisily.

He didn't stop.

In fact his pace increased.

By the time Neville was cumming for the second time I was cumming for the fifth time and screaming like a banshee.

Who knew I'd be a screamer?