Chapter 4~ Maddox.

I blinked once—twice.

Was I seeing correctly?

Jace immediately turned away from me, this time his bare ass faced towards me.

He would have gone ahead to grab a towel or something to cover up but there didn't seem to be anything closer to his reach and he could only stand there, smooth round ass facing me.

And as tipsy as I was, I definitely wasn't seeing wrong.

A smirk spread across my face. "Were you waiting all day long—naked for me?" I asked sarcastically, approaching him, my eyes not ready to peel away from his body.

"Stop saying rubbish, get out of my room!" Jace called out.

"Your room?" I asked as I ran my eyes around this place. "Oh..." I breathed out.

I must have forgotten that I already left this place for him to accommodate.

I used to just enter whatever bedroom I wanted while living alone but I guess I didn't have that freedom anymore and as I turned back to him, his bare ass was the first thing my eyes locked in on.

I didn't know why but a small smile curved on my face. "That's a pretty ass you've got there I must say."

"Maddox, get out of my room!" Jace half yelled.

I couldn't see his face properly but I knew he was beginning to regret why he even bothered coming to live with me.

It was too late.

He really must have done all of this knowingly. Knew I would be arriving this tipsy, and decided to remain naked, already seeming to stir whatever I had buried deep inside me.

"Do you really want me gone?" I murmured, taking another predatory step forward. The closer I got, the more my own body began to betray me entirely.

Damn!

I like women, and even if I did have feelings for guys, it wouldn’t be my stepbrother of all people!

I was drunk, but not enough to blind me to the perfect, slender lines of his body.

"You sure you didn't do this purposely?" I asked, leaning on Jace's shoulder now, my breath fanning his neck as he shudders.

I knew that if he wasn't naked and shying from turning to me, he would have pushed me out of here and if I wasn't drunk either, I would have forced myself out of here too.

He irked me. He was supposed to irk me, but right now, the three years of built-up malice were melting into pure, unadulterated heat. I let my fingers trace a slow path down his trembling shoulder, watching goosebumps erupt over his smooth skin.

I leaned forward as I placed a kiss on his neckline.

Fuck, what was I doing?

"Mad—Maddox..." He stammered.

As close as I was, I could feel the pounding of his heart, beating against his chest as though wanting to be let out.

He was mine, now. At least for tonight.

I've tried to hide how he had made me feel, all of the malice. And maybe after this, I would be able to hate him less.

"Stop!" Jace pronounced, this time sounding louder and I stopped my lips from trailing down his body.

He stayed this way for a little while as though gathering courage, just then he sauntered away from our closeness, to the bed, and I watched him grab a towel but even with that—the towel still wasn't capable of hiding his own bulge.

I turned my face to meet his and I could see his cheeks go pink, embarrassed.

"Such a hypocrite." I cussed under my breath.

"Any more steps, I will report you. Have you taken away from living in this good well-off apartment far away from me, and even worse." Jace threatened as though that was enough to have me back off.

"Really? Then perhaps I'd have to tell them as well how you used to sneak kisses at me. Was it two years after our parents married?" I mentioned, and I could see the dread growing visibly across his face. "Isn't that the reason why you've been avoiding me all these while? After I caught you touching yourself while holding my boxers?” I paused, grinning wildly.

The fact that I was remembering all of that was even crazier as I took a step closer to Jason who seemed lost for words now.

"You've always failed to pretend that you do not accept me as your stepbrother every time those lips of yours find mine. So why the pretence?" I trailed my finger on his soft lips. Just like I remembered, they were still soft and tender.

He really hasn't changed that much after all.

I raised my eyebrows at Jace. This time, he was standing still, as though he wasn't willing to push me away any longer.

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him recklessly close and taking his lips in one go. There was no hesitation, no reluctance from either of us.

We had a past—unresolved, and now that he was living right under my roof, I wasn’t going to let him go. He was the first guy to ever unlock this side of me before vanishing into thin air, but now that he was in my web, I was never letting him out of my sight. Not until I got my absolute fill of him.

Jason moaned into the kiss, his hands blindly gripping my shirt as I pushed him back onto the bed.

His towel completely slipped away this time, but I didn’t care. I allowed myself to run my eyes over every detail of his beautiful, trembling body before joining him on the mattress, my own bulge pressing hard against his.

As I claimed his lips again, I ground us together, moving in a heavy rhythm that promised to ruin us both before the night was over.