Chapter 6 Not Really Related 3

• Not Really Related 3
• [ARIA]
• Princess?
• Did Jace just call me princess?
• What the hell?
• The thought left my head as I felt his hand tighten around my waist, and suddenly, I was hyperaware of everything around me. I could feel how hard his abs were, how warm his chest was, and how his heart was beating rhythmically. His scent filled my senses—vanilla and a hint of sandalwood. I wondered if it was from his body wash or cologne.
• “You seem to be having fun feeling my abs,” a whisper sounded in my ear, and I jumped, realizing how close his face was to mine.
• I quickly dropped my hand and put some distance between my head and his chest, and I tried to get out of his hold, but he didn't release me.
• “Let me go,” I said, my voice shaking because of how nervous I was, but he didn't.
• “No. Join me,” he murmured, and I raised a brow. “Let's have breakfast together.”
• “What? Why?”
• “I realized I have been acting cold towards you since you got here, and that's not nice of me,” he responded. “I want to make amends. Let's start afresh.”
• Saying this was weird would be an understatement. Four days ago, he was rude towards me, and it was evident he didn't want me and my mother here, and now, he wanted to start afresh?
• “I can't join you, my food is in my bedroom and...” I was saying when he cut me off.
• “I can get your food for you. Just eat with me, that's all I ask,” he uttered, and I sighed. It seemed like there was no getting out of it.
• “Fine. But let me go first, your grip on me is tight,” I mumbled, and he took his hands off my waist.
• “Sorry about that.” I nodded.
• “So, are we eating in your room or...?” I trailed off.
• “Yes, my room. Let me get that,” he said as he took his food from me. He stepped away from the doorway, allowing me to enter.
• I stepped inside, and I looked around, taking in how nice his room was. His room was spotless. Bed made, desk organized, guitar leaning against the wall. He wasn't lying when he said he loved having a clean space.
• “I'll go get your food. Wait for me,” he uttered as he went to my bedroom through the bathroom, and he returned a minute later. He raised a brow when he saw me standing. “Why are you not sitting?”
• I stared down at my feet, feeling unsure about the whole thing. “I didn't know where to sit. Everything looks so organized, and I didn't want to mess things up...”
• And maybe, just maybe, I didn’t want to mess up whatever weird thing was starting between us either.
• “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that... Let’s eat,” he said as he walked over to his bed. I followed him and took my food from him. Then we started eating in silence.
• “The sandwich is delicious. It’s probably the best I’ve ever had,” Jace said after a few minutes, and I burst out laughing.
• “It’s just a sandwich. You're just saying that to flatter me,” I responded, taking another bite.
• “I don't flatter people, princess. I’m telling the truth,” he said with a serious expression, and I stopped laughing. Again with the nickname.
• “Uh...thank you...” I uttered, not knowing what else to say.
• “You’re welcome,” he beamed before continuing with his food.
• I watched as he ate, my eyes fixated on how he licked his lips and hummed after every bite. He noticed I was looking, and he turned his head, meeting my eyes. I froze, feeling embarrassed that he caught me looking.
• He smirked at my embarrassment. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
• I didn’t respond. Instead, I asked him the first question that came to mind. “Did you mean it when you said I had a sexy body?”
• His eyes widened in surprise, like he wasn’t expecting the question. “Yes, I did. I liked what I saw.” His eyes darkened as he said that.
• My mind flashed back to that moment, how he had smiled before leaving the bathroom.
• I shook my head, discarding the thoughts. “Let’s not talk about it anymore. It’s embarrassing.”
• He raised a brow. “You brought it up. You wouldn't have done that if you didn't like how I called you sexy,” he said matter-of-factly. “And why should we not talk about it when it's the truth. You have a very sexy body and I liked what I saw.”
• My face turned red as I looked away from him. “You shouldn't say things like that... I'm your stepsister...”
• He didn't let me finish my statement as he suddenly drew closer to me and raised my head so I could look into his eyes. “We're not really related, Aria. My father getting married to your mother doesn't automatically make us family,” he said, staring into my eyes as his voice dropped an octave. “And I'm not even going to lie, ever since I saw you in the bathroom this morning, I have been unable to get the image out of my head.”
• I gasped as he admitted that. It was the same thing for me. I couldn't stop thinking about it, either. “I... I also haven't been able to get the image out of my head. You looked...good,” I stuttered, and he smirked.
• “Just good? I'll take it you didn't get a good view of my body then,” he paused. “I'll give you a better view right now.”
• I looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean by...?” Before I could complete the sentence, Jace dragged me closer to him and landed his lips on mine. My eyes widened in shock, but I kissed him back as my inner voice screamed at me to stop.
• His lips were firm and demanding, parting mine with a hunger that made my knees weak. I could taste the faint hint of coffee on his tongue as it explored my mouth, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't control. My hands found their way to his chest, feeling the hard planes of his muscles, and I could feel his heart racing just as wildly as mine.
• Jace's hands roamed my body, tracing the curve of my waist before moving upward to cup my breasts. He groaned into my mouth as he felt their weight, his thumbs brushing over my nipples through the thin fabric of my top. I arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping my lips as he rolled the sensitive peaks between his fingers.
• The sensible part of me screamed at me to stop before this could progress into something I wouldn't be able to come back from, but the horny part of me was willing to go down that route without caring about the consequences.
• Without breaking the kiss, he guided me backward until I was laying on the bed. I fell onto the soft mattress, and he followed, his body covering mine. I could feel the hard length of him pressing against my thigh, and I wrapped a leg around his waist, pulling him closer.
• His hands moved to my hips, lifting me slightly as he ground against me, the friction sending waves of pleasure through my body. I gasped into his mouth, and he swallowed the sound, his kisses becoming more urgent and desperate.
• Jace's mouth left mine, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. He nipped at the sensitive skin, and I cried out, my fingers tangling in his hair. His hands found the hem of my top, and he slowly pulled it up, exposing my bare skin to the cool air of the room.
• "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmured against my stomach, his breath hot on my skin. He continued his path downward, his tongue swirling around my belly button before dipping lower, tracing the waistband of my shorts.
• I lifted my hips, allowing him to slide my shorts and underwear down my legs. He tossed them aside, his eyes dark with desire as he took in the sight of me, completely bare and exposed to him.
• "Jace," I whispered, my voice shaking with need. He met my gaze, his eyes filled with a hunger that made my heart race.
• "Tell me what you want, Aria," he growled, his voice low and rough. "Tell me what you need."
• I reached for him, my hands fumbling with the button of his pants. "I need you. Please, Jace, I need you inside me."
• He quickly shed the rest of his clothes, his cock springing free and hard, ready for me. He settled between my thighs, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him closer.
• "Look at me, Aria," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. I met his gaze, my eyes locked on his as he slowly pushed into me, inch by inch, filling me completely.
• We both moaned as he bottomed out, his hips flush against mine. He stayed still for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size, before he began to move. His thrusts were slow and deep, each one sending waves of pleasure crashing through my body.
• I met his every movement, my hips rising to meet his, our bodies moving in perfect sync. The room filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and the wet slapping of skin against skin.
• Jace's hand found its way between us, his fingers circling my clit in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation was almost too much, and I could feel my orgasm building, coiling tight in my belly.
• "Jace, I'm close," I gasped, my voice breathless and desperate. He increased his pace, his hips moving faster and harder, his fingers working my clit with expert precision.
• "Come for me, Aria," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Let me feel you come all over my cock."
• His words pushed me over the edge, and I cried out as my orgasm hit, my body convulsing around him as waves of pleasure washed over me. Jace followed soon after, his body tensing as he spilled himself deep inside me, my name a low groan on his lips.
• We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Jace rolled off me, pulling me into his arms, and I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
• "Wow," I murmured, a soft smile playing on my lips. Jace chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath my ear. I just fucked my stepbrother, and I loved it.
• "Wow is right, princess. Wow."