Thick: A Stepbrother Romance Read Online Free PDF

“Oh…the next time you want to gloat about taking my virginity, make sure you at least offer them a front row seat.”
    His face paled. He couldn’t tell that I was joking, which made it frigging priceless. I bellowed with laughter.
    “You heard?” He asked as he began fidgeting.
    I nodded my head, then gave him a peck on the lips. “I was just joking about the front row seats,” I heard all the guys around us groan and whisper cuss words. I chuckled, bringing my lips to his ear, kissing it gently. He groaned at the contact. “I’m not mad either. If I had any friends, I’d be telling them the same thing,” I whispered just before licking the shell of his ear.
    He visibly shivered when I stood back. I stared into his desire laced eyes, God he was gorgeous. I smiled and winked before turning around to head to my last unneeded class of the day. Only to get to the end of the hall before I felt a hand on my arm. I turned with a smile expecting Brad, but what I got was a whole lot of Cherish. I jerked my arm out of hers, and glared at her.
    “What makes you think you can touch me,” I confronted her, crossing my arms over my chest.
    “Oh…look who thinks she’s a bad bitch just because she fucking Brad tonight.” She laughed evilly, leaning against the wall as she began to check her cuticles. “Let me tell you something, sweets. Brad will never be yours. You need to get that through your head now. He is only with you at this point in time because you are the untouchable Claire James. Trust me, they’ve had bets on this shit for weeks.”
    “Oh really? You sound a bit too much like that movie, hmm…what is it,” I say stroking my chin with my finger. “Oh yeah, that’s right. She’s All That. You don’t even know how ridiculous you sound right now. Honey this isn’t the nineties, come join the twenty first century with us. You honestly expect me to believe that my boyfriend –the one you’ve been trying to fuck – has a bet going about getting me in the sack? What are you going to say next? That he can make me prom queen. Grow. The. Fuck. Up.” I chuckled, flipping my hair and hitting her in the face as I walked off.
    I knew the second she stopped me that she was going to spout nothing but a bunch of shit. But to recite a damn movie. What was she, desperate? Well it was Cherish we were talking about. She has been after Brad since the first day he came to Dublin. It wouldn’t surprise me any if she threw herself at Brad in more…tasteful ways, you could say. She hasn’t been known as the sharpest tool in the shed.
    When the last bell sounded, I was so excited. I gathered up my purse, which was the only thing I needed now. I ran out the door and spotted Brad at the end of the hall. I smiled as he made his way toward me with a determined expression on his face. But the time he was ten feet away I could take it anymore, I ran at him, jumping into his arms with a cackle of laughter. His strong arms wrapped underneath me, holding my ass.
    A deep, rich chuckle came from him. I pulled back long enough to see the joy in his expression before I sealed my lips over his. I didn’t give a shit about PDA, or whatever the hell the teacher was spouting off. Neither did Brad he kept walking with me in his arms. All the kids around his chuckling at our escapade. He didn’t put me down until we got to the side of his car. I loved seeing him so happy, it made me feel good that I was the reason he was.
    “You ready to blow this joint,” he said, opening my door.
    I leaned toward him, resting my hands on the door. “I’m ready to blow a lot more,” I sizzled out.
    His eyes dilated as a huge grin plastered on his face. “What the lady wants, the lady gets. No need to keep her waiting.” He ushered me into the vehicle, shutting the door behind me.
    He jogged to the other side and pulled his door so hard I thought it was going to come off the hinges. I snickered at his haste. Brad was more than ready to get this