Hot Riding With My Stepbrother Novel by Ronnie _ Novel




Hot Riding With My Stepbrother Chapter 01

"Step on the stirrups and lift your hips," My stepbrother's thumb pressed into the tight muscles of my bvtt.
A moan slipped out before I could stop it.
"Are you guys okay?" My mom turned her head on the horse.
Just as I was feeling embarrassed, Aaron's finger slipped inside my lace pannties, "Yes, we're having so...fun."
Chapter 01
Viki’s POV
“Share a horse with my brother?” I glared at Mom. “Hell no! Aaron’s so big, there’s no way I’ll even fit!”
“Vi, watch your tone." Mom stood next David and fiddled with the camera hanging around his neck. She gave me that look she always uses when she wants me to behave. “There aren’t any extra horses at the ranch. And you don’t know how to ride, so Aaron has to take you.”
“That’s so unfair!” I clenched the bottom of my oversized hoodie, and almost threw my sneaker at my stepbrother Aaron’s thick brown curls. He stood lazily next to the black horse, stroking its back. His black jacket hung open and his gray T-shirt stretched tight across his broad chest. He’s the captain of the school hockey team and somehow also got an equestrian coaching license. Well, To everyone else he’s the cool and perfect guy. To me he’s just my bully.
“Why can’t David take me instead? You’re out here enjoying life while I’m stuck with—”
An Asshole. I purled my lips and swallowed the rest of the sentence because Mom’s sharp warning look killed me.
I looked at Aaron, he looked just as annoyed as I felt, but he didn’t argue. He simply put one hand on the saddle, slid his foot into the stirrup, and swung himself up like it was nothing.
David and Mom also climbed on a white horse. David turned around in the saddle and called back, “We need to reach the campsite before the sun goes down. Hurry.”
Well, that's it. The real reason for this camping trip was still to try and get me and Aaron to “get along.” It was their usual trick, but they have no idea that ever since I moved into their house when I was fourteen, Aaron has hated me. In his eyes, if it weren’t for my mom, David wouldn’t have remarried so fast, and their family wouldn’t have had to move and change everything.
I still remember everything he did to me: hiding my notebook in the fridge, drawing mustaches on my glasses, even purposely ruining my eighteenth birthday party.
Years ago, I tried to tell my mom about these, but she just laughed and patted my head, saying, “Boys always tease the girls they like.” As if that would make me feel better. It was gross, he was my brother.
So sharing a horse with my number one bully? I’d rather walk the whole way.
I stomped back a step, spun around, and said, “Forget it. I’ll walk there myself. At least I don’t have to be someone’s human pillow—Ah!”
Before I could finish the sentence, Aaron leaned down from the horse, wrapped his arm around my waist, and yanked me up hard. I let out a startled cry as I lost my balance and ended up sprawled face-down across the horse’s back. My chest pressed against the front of the saddle, my butt stuck up in the air, and my legs dangled off the side.
“Aaron! What are you doing?!” I complained.
The horse shifted a little and I almost slid right off. Aaron’s big hand pressed down firmly on my butt, holding me in place. “Don’t move,” he said quietly. “Or you want to hike ten kilometers along this muddy path to the campsite?”
He was right. The mountain roads were in terrible condition right after rain. Without transportation, I reckon it’d take me a whole day to walk those ten kilometers.
Up ahead, Mom laughed like everything was funny. “Listen to your brother. We’re heading out first. Hurry up and catch up to us, and be safe!”
I sighed. Of course Mom took Aaron’s side. It had been like that since day one. I was always the unlucky one.
Aaron chuckled softly behind me but didn’t say anything else. As the horse started moving forward, his palm stayed on my hip, lightly rubbing with every step of the horse.
My face grew warm. I felt both embarrassed and angry at the same time.
“Aaron,” I said in a low voice. “Hmm, pull me up.”
He didn’t answer right away. After a few seconds he asked, “Be good?”
“I won’t move anymore,” I gritted my teeth. “I promise.”
With his arms around my waist, Aaron lifted me easily so I sat upright in front of him. My back pressed against his chest. My legs were forced to straddle the saddle on both sides, and his arms basically caged me in. His chin hovered close to my shoulder.
“Sit still,” he said.
I gripped the saddle horn tightly with both hands. Every bump of the horse made me sway, and I almost lost my balance again. This was my first time riding a horse, and I hated every second of it. I stiffened up as the horse’s movement kept making our bodies bump together. For the thousandth time I tried to squirm forward to put even a little space between us.
When I shifted my weight again, my elbow pretened to accidentally jab Aaron in the stomach. He grunted.
Bravo, one point for me.
But next second, he wrapped both arms around my waist and pulled me flush against his chest in one rough motion.
“What are you doing?” I hissed, trying to lean away from him but failing completely.
The last thing I wanted was to be forced into even more contact with him, but now I was trapped in his arms like a little kid.
Aaron urged the horse into a gentle trot. When I dugged my elbow into his stomach a second time, he lowered his voice and snapped, “Damn it, stop messing around!”
held the reins in one hand, while his other arm wrapped around the front of my neck, pressing me hard against his chest. My eyes went wide with shock and a bit of panic. We fought like crazy sometimes, but he had never actually put his hands on me like this before.
When he added a little pressure to the side of my waist with his other hand, I froze. I was too scared to move even an inch.
“I’m just as uncomfortable as you are, Vi,” he murmured right by my ear. His breath felt warm and smelled like vanilla as it brushed my cheek. “But there’s no helping it. Stop acting like a child. Got it?”

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