Stepbrother: Moving In/Moving Out (9 page)

I sit up taller in my bed. “Okay,” I say.

He kneels next to the bed and looks up at me with dark eyes. “It’s been a weird day,” he begins.

“Yeah, it has.” I fiddle with my fingers.

“But it made me realize something.” He slowly reaches across the bed and sets his hand on mine. “I don’t want to wait for you.”

“Seth…”

“No, let me finish first.”

I nod my head and keep quiet.

“Mina, when you told me today that you weren’t pregnant… I expected to feel happy. Like I had just dodged a bullet. But… I felt disappointed. I realized that I don’t want you just because I’m attracted to you. The love runs so much deeper than that.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” I say.

“Mina, I want to meet our child one day.” He stares into my eyes. “And I can’t do that if I have to wait until we’re seventy to be with you.”

“Seth, we’re not ready for something like that.”

“Yet,” he says. “We’re not ready
yet
, but we will be. Of course we’re not ready now.”

I chuckle. “I guess I did — for a moment — imagine what our child would be like.”

“Stubborn, probably,” he jokes.

“But good looking.”

“And smart.”

“Well, not so sure about that one.”

“Fair enough.” He smiles up at me. “Mina, I want you. And I want you now.”

I take a deep breath. “What about our parents?”

“They can’t stop us,” he says. “And they might not approve, but I don’t care. Do you?”

I say the first thing that comes into my head. “No.”

“If we approach them as a united front, then they have to accept it,” he says. “And I believe that it’ll all be okay.”

“And if they don’t?” I ask.

“I always wanted to travel the world,” he says. “We’ll pack up and go somewhere else. Some place where no one knows us or cares.”

“Sounds tempting…” I say.

“Then say you’ll go with me. Make me the happiest man in the world.”

“Jeez, no pressure or anything…” I smile at him.

“Just say yes.”

“Yes, Seth,” I say. I look at him and feel my heart explode with love. “I will go with you.”

He pushes forward and kisses me. It’s a firm, loving kiss. The warmth travels through my body and tickles my toes.

“I love you, Mina,” he whispers. “I’ve said it a thousand times before, but I’ll never stop saying it.”

“I don’t ever want you to stop saying it,” I say. “I love you, Seth.”

“I know you do. I’ve always known.”

“Then get into this bed with me,” I tell him as I pull on his arms.

“Wait—” he says. “Do you have condoms?”

I pause. “It’s a
little
too soon to joke about it.”

He laughs and kisses me again. “I know, I’m sorry—”

I return his kisses. “And yes — in the drawer.”

“Good girl.”

His hands caress my body, fishing underneath my night gown. My skin pulses with every touch of him.

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper to him. I reach around his body and feel his firm rear end. I can’t stop myself. I spread my legs wide for him.

“It hurt so much…” he whispers. His lips linger above my skin. “Knowing you were in this room, in this bed, and I couldn’t touch you.”

I moan as he kisses along my collar bone. “Touch me now,” I say.

“Oh, Mina…” He leans in closer. “You don’t even have to ask.” His fingers latch onto my night gown and he pulls it up and over my head. It falls to the floor. He pauses for a moment and stares down at my naked body.

“What?” I ask.

“I’ll never get tired of this view…” he says. His hands caress my skin, traveling my curves and fondling my breasts. His touch ignites my desires, toying with me and I become moist for him. He tugs at my panties. “I’ll never get over how good you taste.” He pulls them from my body and hoists my legs over his shoulders.

“Seth…” I whisper. Before I can saying anything else, he has my clit between his teeth. My back arches off the bed and my passions churn for him. My fingers grip his hair and pull him in even more. “Oh, my—!” His tongue flicks quickly across the swollen bud, lapping at me like a ravenous animal. I can’t keep up with him. I want him to slow down, but I don’t want the pleasure to stop. I let him continue on until he slips a finger inside of me.

“I want to feel you come,” he purrs. Seth looks up at me with wet lips. His finger massages my insides, pulling me in every direction he wants. His head moves quickly back and forth, mirroring the efforts of his tongue.

I’m on the edge. My fingers are tangled in his hair. He grinds against me, an intense finger fucking that wrecks me in every way. I feel his hot breath skirt across my sensitive tissues. “I’m so close…” I moan.

“Tell me what you want.” His voice vibrates my clit.

“I want to feel you in me—” The words fall off my lips.

“Now?”

“Now!”

He sits upright and hops off the bed. As he forces his pants to the floor, his stiff manhood stands on end. I reach over and grasp it with my fingers and pull him closer to me. The memory of his taste has left my mouth watering for weeks.

He breathes heavily as he watches me suck on his firm tip, teasing it with my teeth and tongue. His juices have pooled on the tip and I clean him off with a few wet licks.

“Lie back,” he tells me. He reaches into my bedside drawer and pulls out a condom. I lay back onto the bed and spread my legs. I think to touch myself, to coax myself closer to orgasm, but one gentle touch of my fingers and my body rejects it. I’m so close, I’m teetering on the edge. I know I’ll come the second he slides inside of me. I wait with eager anticipation as he slides the rubber on his firm phallus.

He kisses me first and angles his hips so his tip presses against my entrance. I squirm beneath him, tired of waiting.

“Please, Seth…” I moan

“Say it again,” he teases.

“I love you.” My lips press against his.

“Again.”

“I love you,” I repeat.

He puts me out of my sexual misery and slides himself inside. My body reacts instantaneously. My toes curl. My back arches. My sex crashes against the waves. He allows me my orgasm and I moan loudly into his ear as he pumps me against the mattress.

“Harder!” I cry.

He adjusts his position and takes me with firmer thrusts.

“Don’t stop, Seth!” It feels like heaven. His thick crown pushes and pulls my insides.

He finds his rhythm, rocking me with hard, smooth strokes. “You’re so perfect, Mina.” His fingers entwine with mine. “I want you forever.”

My body readies for another climax. “Fuck me…” I breathe. I focus my strength on my inner muscles. I squeeze his cock from the inside and feel the sweet painful release around him. The tension breaks through me. I can’t stop trembling, nor would I ever want to. He thrusts me faster and I let the orgasm take over me.

“Mina!” he cries with a solid grunt. His body shakes and he calls my name over and over as he comes with me. His hips continue to pump me until he can’t take the pain anymore and he settles onto the bed beside me.

I pull his face closer to me and kiss him softly. Neither one of us can speak. He lays his head against my breasts and we breathe together.

As he falls asleep against me, I caress his hair. I look down at him and smile.

This is the way it will be,
I think to myself.
From now until the day I die. This is how it’ll be.

I make the promise to myself. I make the promise to Seth. And most importantly, I make a promise to our unborn child.

One day, I’ll meet you.

I kiss his forehead and taste the sweetness of his skin before I drift off into a pleasant slumber.

***

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I step towards the back of the house and creep up the stairs. His room is at the end of the hall on the second floor, right across from mine. Everything tells me to leave him be and to just go lock myself up in my own room until the feelings inside of me go away. But I can’t deny how badly I want to go to him.

I can’t stop myself as I step quietly towards his room. The door is open a crack and I see his shape passing back and forth behind the door. His shadows bounce off the wall, the light of a single lamp next to his bed illuminating the room.

I take a deep breath and tap lightly on the door. He says nothing as he steps to the door and pulls it open, standing in the doorway wearing nothing but his pajama pants. His chest is on full display, the first enticing glance of abs poke out along his strong torso.

I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. In all honesty, I have no idea what to say. Should I apologize? Should I tell him that it was just a stupid drunken mistake and that we should forget it ever happened? Or should I admit that I’ve fantasized about him since the day I met him and tell him I have no regrets about what I did?

Before I can speak, he takes my breath away. I feel his hands on my face as he pulls me closer to him. His lips latch onto mine as he steps backwards, clinging to me, taking me along with him into the dark room. He reaches behind me to push the door close. I flinch as it slams shut behind me and he presses me against it. With a flick of his wrist, he locks the door.

Graham towers over me. His eyes stare at me, searching me for answers that I clearly cannot give. I feel him backing away. He curls his hands into fists and I see him feel the same inner struggle that I feel. He wants me, I know it. He doesn’t think he can do it. But I want him to. I want him to take me so badly.

I kiss him again, using my entire body against him as I pull him closer. My fingers push through his perfect, black hair, holding his face against mine.

“Wait—” he says. Graham pulls away and takes a step back. “We can’t do this—”

“Why not?” I say. I try to step towards him, but he places his hands on my shoulders.

“You know why,” he says. “It’s not
right
.”

“We aren’t related by blood,” I say, spewing any logic my hazy mind can come up with. “It’s okay.”

“But we’re still
related
,” he argues.

“Through
marriage
,” I say. “That’s not our fault.”

“But it’s still
fact…
”

“It’s also fact that I’ve been attracted to you for over a year,” I admit. “And you said so yourself that you always wanted me to kiss you. Which means that you want this, too, right?” I pause to catch my breath.

Graham’s chest heaves up and down. I can see the wheels turning in his head, no doubt attempting to justify his actions. “What if they find out?” he whispers.

“They won’t,” I say. I take a few steps towards him and align my body against his. I feel his rigid sex between us. My heart is racing, charging for the point of no return. “It’ll just be our little secret.” I put my palms against his bare chest as I lean in closer to whisper in his ear, “I promise.”

He sighs against my touch. I can sense him coming around. He entwines his fingers with mine. My body pulses, shock waves vibrating my nether as I push up on the tips of my toes to kiss him once more.

“I know you want this, Graham,” I say as my lips peck at his neck. “It’s okay — I want it, too.”

He doesn’t pull away from me this time. As I push against him, leading him backwards towards his bed, he holds my face in his hands. “Penny…” he groans. “I haven’t…”

“What?” We find the bed together and he topples down. I feel his body shaking as he loses his balance.

“I just…
haven’t
. You know…”

I pause and look at him. I was so caught up in my desires, I haven’t thought about the real details. “I haven’t either,” I say with a smile.

I push my hands into his shoulders and use my weight to lay him down on the bed. His rough manhood presses against me and I quiver for him as I lower myself down to lie next to him. I prop myself on one arm and lay my lips against his as my free hand travels down his body. He twitches beneath my touch and I smile at him between tender kisses. My hand drifts into his slacks and my fingertips tremble as I graze his stiff member.

His warm breath touches my cheek as he lets out a soft moan.

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“Rocky, wait!”

Zeke enters the foyer just as the elevator doors open. I rush inside and push the lobby button. But he’s too quick and he easily boards the golden box long before the doors close behind us.

“Rocky, please, just let me explain.”

“There’s nothing to explain, Zeke,” I say. The elevator begins its descent.

“I feel horrible about this.”

I say nothing and keep my eyes fixed to the floor. I grab the railing behind me and take a deep breath to try and calm my pounding heart.

Zeke steps towards me. His hands land on my cheeks and I can feel his breath on my face. “Rocky, please. Let me make this right.”