The Step Bet (Peach State Stepbros, #1)

by Riley Hart

When I think of an atlas, I think of maps—coherent, useful, reliable. These aren’t my stepbrother’s attributes. He’s what you’d find if you opened the glove compartment and bits and pieces of a map exploded onto the passenger seat. And even if you went through the trouble to tape it all back together, you’d discover it wasn’t printed right—Phoenix in Alabama, London in Peru, Barcelona in Japan. That’s Atlas McCallister. Rogue. Reckless. Troublemaker.

Atlas and I have a complicated relationship. Yeah, sometimes I really want to strangle him, but he’s my family.

This is so Atlas—my messy, incoherent map. One minute we’re at McDonald’s, bonding over our shit parents, and it’s like I’m on a clear path to Phoenix. Next thing I know, I’m lost in fucking Siberia.

“How long have you wanted me, Troy?” “Since I started noticing those luscious lips of yours.”

When I gaze down at him, he pulls off my dick and glances up at me. I notice some precum trailing from my head to his lips as he smiles, and there’s no denying how pretty his face is…and how pretty it looks with a bit of me lingering on his lip. Might be one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen.

“And that’s all before I fuck you, Atlas. Watching your face as I open you up, molding your ass to my cock. Studying your expressions to know exactly what movements hit you just right. And then riding your ass, not letting up until you come without even touching yourself, making the pleasure so intense and excruciating for you that by the time I’m finished, I’ll know every possible way you could say my name.”

“I want you, A,” I confess as I kiss down to his neck. “I want every fucking part of you.”

“You want me as much as I want you. You’re dying for it. Dying for me. There’s no other mouth that will treat you better than mine.”