All Chapters of Dirty Stepbrother: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Private session Jae's POVSchool ended and I didn't look back.I walked home and collapsed on my bed. I lay there staring at the ceiling until I fell asleep.My phone woke me at eight-thirty. I had to be at the club by nine.I showered quickly. Put on dark jeans and a black t-shirt. Stared at myself in the mirror. The person looking back was a stranger.The walk to Bar Solace took fifteen minutes. I used every second to build the wall in my head. Money. Rent. Food. Survival. Nothing else mattered.The club was already buzzing. I walked through the back entrance, keeping my head down.A huge dancer bumped into me."Watch it, new kid," he said. "I don't know who's cracking your ass, but you better not get in my way.""Sorry," I said."You're new and you already got a private session." He looked me up and down. "Careful, boy. You don't want to make enemies."He walked away.I got to my dressing room. A few minutes later, the door opened.Archer walked in. Sharp suit. Calm smile."Jae,"

The RageSebastian's POVI didn't plan to go to Bar Solace that evening.I was supposed to meet some friends at a different place. But I changed my mind at the last second. I told myself it was because I wanted a drink. I told myself it had nothing to do with Jae.I was lying.I'd been lying to myself for weeks now. Ever since the closet. Ever since I touched him and felt something I couldn't explain. Ever since I pushed him away because I was too scared to admit what I felt.I told myself it was better this way. Safer. For both of us.But I still found myself walking through the doors of Bar Solace.I ordered a drink and found a spot near the back. I wasn't really there for the atmosphere.I was there for him.I spotted him behind the bar. He was pouring drinks. Wiping the counter. Smiling at customers like everything was fine.But I knew him better than that now. I'd been watching him for months. I knew when he was pretending.Something was wrong.I could see it in the way he moved.

Under the TableJae's POVThe storage room moment stayed with me for days.I couldn't stop thinking about it. The way Sebastian had looked at me. The way his hand had touched mine. The way he'd said "I want you" as it cost him something to admit it.He didn't really ignore me like before. On days he couldn't stop to say hi, he texted instead. Just small things. You okay? Did you eat? Thinking about you.But he still had Val hanging off his arm. I still went to my shifts at Bar Solace and pretended I was fine.I told myself I didn't care if he was still with Val. We hadn't come to an understanding of what was going on yet. We hadn't defined anything. He said he wanted me, but what did that even mean?I was lying.I cared. I cared a lot.Then Archer's text came.I was in my apartment, staring at my phone, when the message popped up.Family dinner. Saturday. 7pm. Don't be late.I stared at the screen. Family dinner? I couldn't remember the last time I'd been to the Vaughn mansion. Not si

First TimeJae's POVThe drive to Sebastian's apartment was a blur.I don't remember how long it took. I don't remember the streets we passed. I just remember his hand on my thigh, warm and heavy, and the way he kept glancing at me like he couldn't believe I was there.My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.He pulled into a parking garage. The underground kind with low lights and concrete walls. He parked and cut the engine.Neither of us moved.I looked at him. He was staring straight ahead, his hands still on the steering wheel."Jae," he said. His voice was rough. "If you want to stop, if you want to go home, just tell me. I won't be mad. I won't push."I reached over and touched his face. "I don't want to stop."He turned to look at me. His eyes searched mine."Are you sure?""I've never been more sure of anything."He leaned in and kissed me. Soft. Gentle. Like he was asking permission one more time.I kissed him back.We got out of the car. He took my hand. Hi

Feels real He took me higher and higher, expertly reading every twitch of my hips, every broken gasp that fell from my lips. He knew exactly when to speed up, sending me hurtling toward the edge, and when to slow down, keeping me suspended in that agonizing, blissful limbo. He was playing my body like an instrument, and I was completely at his mercy.I could feel the pressure building low in my spine, a tight coil of heat that demanded release. My breathing turned ragged, my thighs trembling uncontrollably."Sebastian," I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair, trying to pull him back. "I'm... I'm close."He didn't pull away. Instead, he moaned around me, the vibration pushing me right to the brink, and then he swallowed me down to the hilt, his throat constricting around the tip."Sebastian, I'm gonna–"He hummed his approval, his hand gripping my hip harder, holding me in place as the pleasure spiked and shattered. I cried out, my back bowing off the mattress as I came, spilling