All Chapters of Ruin me, Stepbrother: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

I had forgotten what it felt like to get dressed for somewhere real.Not the photoshoots and meetings and the professional version of getting. This is different. This is getting dressed for a night with Lexi Hart, which was its own category of preparation, and requires a completely different part of the brain, which I had apparently let go somewhat dormant over the last two and a half months of existing almost exclusively inside these four walls with one other person.I stood in front of my wardrobe for six minutes doing nothing.This was new. I used to be decisive about clothes. I have knowledge about fabric clothes and fashion. I do not stand in front of wardrobes doing nothing. And yet. Six minutes, I'm actually just standing there looking at my own clothes like they belonged to someone I used to know.From behind me, from the direction of my bed where he had apparently decided to relocate from his room at some point in the last hour, Jax said, “You’ve been standing there for a whi

The place was not what I expected.I did not know what I expected exactly. Probably something loud and slightly seedy, maybe.Lexi knew the woman at the door. Of course she did.They exchanged pleasantries and it was so obvious that they are both familiar with themselves. Lexi introduced me, I did mine too, and we went in.The main room first. The stage was set, and the lighting was something I definitely wasn't expecting. The performers on stage were doing something that was not what I had seen at male revue things depicted in movies, which was the only reference I had, which turned out to be a completely inadequate preparation.These men knew what they were doing.Not just physically. It was so obvious that they are trained, and they understood what they are trained to do. They knew the difference between taking clothes off and creating a whole movie while doing so. The room felt it. Every person in it felt it.Lexi stood beside me and watched the stage with the expression of someon

She wanted everything and she meant it literally.She even mentioned it herself that she doesn’t a broad strokes version, or a summary, or any omission of any kind, intentional omission, or not. “I want everything. Every single thing, in order, with full detail, from the beginning, to the end. And i am going to ask questions and i expect them to be answered and I’m not going to accept deflection of any kind, because you definitely won’t leave me in the dark.”Well that was exactly who Lexi Hart and deflection did not work on her and never had.She steered us back inside, but this time, not to the backstage. She steered us out to the main floor, to a table she apparently had reserved, in a corner with enough privacy that she could lean across and interrogate her best friend without the table beside them hearing everything.She ordered drinks. “To set the mood.” She said, and I couldn’t get a proper reply, except the smile that was on my f

It happened naturally. The way good nights ended, not with a decision but with a recognition, the collective understanding that the thing had found its completion and anything after would be an addition.Marcus had an early morning. He mentioned it, and stood with the ease of someone who had given everything the night required and was satisfied. He hugged Lexi first, long and warm, her hand standing on his face for a while. Then he turned to me."When you finally launch," he said. "Let me know.""I will," I said.He nodded. He and Jordan exchanged the men's goodbyes. Then he was gone, through the thinning crowd, and the table somehow felt both.Jordan stayed a little longer. The group four became three, and the conversation went down with it, but it didn't die. Jordan talked, and he and went into their friendship mode, but each of then held me along with them as they were having the conversation, and it was so fucking. Every single: "Can

My pussy was soaked. The insides of my thighs were slick, and glistening from his fingers. The open air made every wet place feel sharper, more exposed, and raw. The cool breeze licked at the dampness between my legs.He stepped out behind me. His short dragged low around his hips. His dick was heavy, and shiny, dripping in the dim amber light from somewhere distant. The glow caught the wetness on his skin.The road was empty. It was a long stretch of nothingness. The trees lined the park side. There were no headlights, no voices. Just us. It was the perfect place to fuck.I didn’t wait for him to speak. I didn't—I bent over the open door, bracing both hands on the edge of the seat. My ass pushed out toward him, presenting myself. The position forced my jeans lower. The material dug into the soft meat of my thighs, making the sensation more intense. My top rode up my back, exposing the curve of my spine. I looked over my shoulder. His eyes were dark and hungry.“Fuck me,” I said, lo