Stepbrother With Benefits 8 (Second Season)

by Mia Clark

  "What? Really?"

  "Yeah," he says, smiling. "Well, maybe it was the next morning. Maybe it was in my dreams or something. Fuck if I know."

  "How long have you loved me?" I ask him. "I don't know if I'm supposed to ask you that."

  "How long have you loved me?" he asks.

  "You can't ask me the same thing I just asked you," I say. "That's kind of cheating, don't you think?"

  "Nah," he says. "I want to know the answer, too."

  "If I tell you first, you'll just say the same thing, though," I whine, playful.

  "You think I'd lie to you?" he asks, smirking. "If I tell you first, you could do the same thing."

  "Nope! I won't!"

  "Yeah, yeah, sure..."

  "Do you have a pen and paper?" I ask.

  "Huh? Uh... yeah, in my bedside table, probably."

  I roll away from him despite him trying to playfully pull me back. I slap at his hands and free myself from his cuddles and slip away to the side of the bed. I flick on the light switch to his lamp and then rummage around through the drawer in his bedside table. I grin and snatch up one of his condoms in there, then throw it at him.

  "I better not catch you using these ever again," I tell him while still searching.

  "You just going to stay on the pill forever or something?" he asks. "I'm not going to use them with anyone else if that's what you mean."

  "I was just teasing you!" I say. I finally find a pen and a pad of paper and take it from the drawer, then return to bed with them. "I'm not going to take birth control forever, either."

  "Uh, then we're going to need condoms," he says. "Pretty fucking sure that's how that works, Princess."

  "You're so dumb," I say. "How am I going to get pregnant if I'm on birth control?"

  "Uh..."

  Uh? What's that for? I thought it made perfect sense, definitely logical, and um... oh no. Oh my God, did I just um... yes, I said that, didn't I? I didn't mean, er...

  "I didn't mean with you!" I say, quick. "That's not what I meant."

  "Wait a fucking second here," he says, half angry, half laughing. "If not with me, with who?"

  "I didn't mean to say it like that, I mean. I'm going to be on birth control for a long time, Ethan. Maybe twenty years. I don't know."

  "Fuck, twenty years? That's a long time?"

  "Ten years?" I offer.

  "Seems a little better," he says.

  I rip off a piece of paper from the pad and hand it to him. "Five years?" I say.

  He gives me a weird look, but doesn't say anything.

  I wonder how far I can go with this. I kind of just want to tease him a little more. "Three years? Maybe just a year. Six months? A month? A week... I could just stop tomorrow, I guess."

  He stares at me, eyes narrowed, one eyebrow raised. "Freak," he says. "I'm keeping these condoms."

  "Good!" I say, sticking my tongue out at him. "Really, though, I'm not going to stop taking my birth control for awhile. I don't know how long. I do want to have a baby some day, though."

  "Yeah..." he says. "Me, too, just uh..."

  "What?"

  "We've been dating for almost a week here," he says.

  "You're dumb," I say, laughing. "We're not talking about having babies right now, Ethan."

  "Holy fucking shit," he says, hiding his laugh, feigning shocked surprise. "Babies? More than one? What the fuck is going on here?"

  "Maybe two or three," I say, teasing him. "Who really knows?"

  "I'm done," he says, shaking his head. "I can't do this anymore."

  "I don't want to have babies now," I say. "Or any time too soon, either. I want to finish college and I want to find what I love to do and put all of my effort into it, and I want to find someone to share that with, too. When he and I are ready, then we can have a serious conversation about babies, though."

  "So..." Ethan says, trailing off. "You're not going to include me in this conversation?"

  He's giving me this grin. It's a horrible bad boy grin and he's teasing me and I have half a mind to...

  I don't know. To love him forever? Is that normal? I kind of want it to be normal, and even if it's not normal I kind of want to do it anyways.

  "Maybe," I say, holding onto the word as long as I can. "Maybe we can both finish college together, and we can find something to put all of our effort into together, and we won't have to find someone to share that with because we already have each other. And when we're ready we can have a serious conversation about babies..."

  "Yeah," Ethan says. "That could be fun. You know what I like about babies?"

  Wait, has he thought about this before? "Um... what?"

  He rolls on top of me, spreading my legs easily with his knee, and then he presses himself hard against me. He's got no underwear on still, but I'm still wearing my bra and panties. Ethan slips his hand beneath my underwear and slides his fingers up and down my sex. I gasp, not expecting this, but... I could get used to it. I think I'm already used to it after just a few seconds. His lips touch against mine, kissing me softly, but with a promise of more.

  I feel something between my legs, almost inside of me. Oh my God, is that him? Um... yes, his erection. He's hard. Again. Already. I don't even know how, because he already came twice tonight, but apparently that is not Ethan Colton's limit.

  "The thing I love about babies," he says, whispering into my ear. "Is the practice before the real event."

  He thrusts hard into me, filling me, and I let out a quick gasp. "Ohhhh..."

  And... um... then he's done? He pulls out of me and rolls back to his side of the bed, hiding himself beneath the blankets. I scurry under them, too, because I'm getting a little cold, but... I reach between his legs to feel him, and, yes, he's definitely still erect. And his cock is covered in my arousal, which is oddly exciting to me. I kind of want him to be even more covered in my arousal, which I think I know exactly how to do...

  "That was my one tease," he says. "I just wanted to get it out of the way now."

  "Um...?"

  "You know? Rule number nineteen? I can tease you once, and you can tease me once, but after that it's the real deal. So there you go. That was me teasing you."

  "Are you being serious right now?" I ask him. "I think that wasn't teasing at all. You should just do it again, but don't stop this time."

  "Oh yeah?"

  "I think so!"

  "See, that's why it's the perfect tease," he says, a smug grin on his face.

  "I think," I say, mumbling, "I hate you."

  "Hey, you've still got your tease left," he says. "It's not like I cheated with the rules or anything. Anyways, what's with the paper and pen?"

  Oh... well, I don't really want to talk about the paper and pen right now. I want to talk about something else that starts with "pen" and ends with "is" and um... it's Ethan's. Penis. That sounded much wittier in my head, except it still sounds witty in my head and I start to giggle uncontrollably.

  Then he starts tickling me. Oh no! Eeeek...

  "Stop!" I say, smacking his hands away. "Ethan, that's teasing and you already teased me, you can't do it again!"

  "Fuck," he says, stopping. Then he thinks about it for a second. "Wait a fucking second... how is tickling you teasing you? Pretty sure it's not."

  "No, it is," I say quick before he changes his mind. "Here, um... what did you even do with your piece of paper? You're supposed to hold onto it."

  He looks around, then finds it discarded on the floor. "Found it."

  I scribble something on my own piece of paper, then hand him the pen.

  "Here," I say. "Write down when you fell in love with me. The first time you thought about it, even just a little bit."

  "Are you serious?" he says.

  "Yup! I wrote it down, and you write it down, then we read what we wrote and we'll know it's true because we wrote it down. Neither of us can cheat that way."

  He looks at me, skeptical, but then he shrugs and takes pen to paper and writes someth
ing down.

  "Alright, what did you write?" I say.

  "What did you write?" he asks.

  "I asked you first, and, anyways, it's not like I can lie, because I already wrote it down."

  "I guess," he says, giving me a look. "Whatever. Fine."

  I wait. He doesn't say anything. I wait some more. He still doesn't say anything. I nudge him with my elbow, and finally he says something.

  "Second grade," he says. "You happy now?"

  "What? Are you serious? Let me see the paper!"

  He shows me the paper, and, clear as day, there it is: 2nd grade. It's kind of scribbled and rough, but it's unmistakeable. I stare at it, trying to see if maybe the two could be something else, except that doesn't work because of the "-nd" that follows, and there's no other numbers that would work with that.

  "Alright, I told you," he says. "Now you tell me."

  "Um..."

  "What?" he asks, giving me another look.

  "Second grade, too," I say, slowly.

  "Seriously?" he asks, surprised but grinning.

  "Mhm, yup. Of course," I say.

  He... why is he looking at me like that? Stop it! "Let me see your paper, Princess," he says.

  "You don't believe me?" I say, trying to sound upset. "I thought you loved me, Ethan?"

  He's having none of it. He playfully wrestles me to the bed and steals the paper away from me after I laugh and try to stop him from tickling me.

  I am done, though. He has stolen my paper.

  Fuck. I don't like swearing, but this is a very "fuck" kind of situation and I don't like that, either.

  "You're a huge liar," he says, staring at the words I wrote. "Wow, fifth grade? That's a bunch of bullshit."

  "It's because I didn't want you to feel bad," I say, sticking out my tongue at him. "That's why I wrote that. I thought you would write something like when we first kissed at that party when we were fifteen so I didn't want you to feel bad, but really it was second grade, too."

  "Yeah," he says, grinning. "I remember that kiss. That was nice."

  "Also you're a huge jerk and you kissed four other girls that night," I remind him.

  "Listen, Princess, if you would have just fucking told me you wanted to kiss me before I invited everyone over, I wouldn't have invited anyone over and we could have spent the entire night kissing. Don't go blaming this on me."

  "You're lying," I tell him. Is he lying? Um...

  "Here's the truth," he says. "I don't know if I fell in love with you in second grade, but I really liked you a lot. I always kept an eye out when you were around, and I was hoping you'd find a nice guy to date, but I was scared, too, because if I saw you with some guy, I'm pretty sure I would have gotten jealous as fuck. That night before the party, I told all the guys you were off limits and if they tried to screw around with you, I'd send them the fuck home in a body bag. Get it?"

  Oh... "So you did lie," I say, trying to hide the blush creeping into my cheeks. "You didn't fall in love with me in second grade."

  "Maybe," he says. "Fuck if I know. I just wish we'd gotten together sooner, but maybe I needed to learn how to appreciate someone or else I would have fucked it up. I just know that I've wanted to appreciate you for a long time."

  I don't know what to say, but I need to answer him, so I do, with my lips but no words. I fling myself onto him, twining my fingers in his hair, kissing him. Ethan puts his hands on my hips and pulls me closer to him. I can feel him between my legs, hard, but this isn't about that right now. For all I know it'll be about that in a couple of seconds, but just not right now.

  "I don't want to lose you, Ashley," Ethan says, smiling and kissing me. "I know this seems fucked up, but my dad made it pretty clear what he thinks about this, though. Can we keep it a secret from him for awhile? I'll try to get on his good side or something, break it to him then, but I think I'm going to need a little time here."

  "Can we sneak away on the camping trip, though?" I ask.

  "Oh yeah? What do you want to sneak away for?" he asks me with a grin.

  "To, um... talk..."

  "That's it?"

  "And maybe kiss..."

  "Anything else?"

  "And have sex..."

  "I bet I can think of a few places we can sneak away to for all those things," he says, smirking and winking at me. "It'll work."

  I lay back down, and reach over to turn the light off. Ethan pulls me into his arms as soon as I do, and we cuddle together, kissing every so often in the dark. I like how warm he is when I'm holding him, and how comfortable I feel laying against him. It's nice. I've never had anything like this before, never had anyone like him before, and...

  I don't think he's had anything like this or anyone like me, either. I know he hasn't. I've known him for so long, and yet it kind of feels like I'm only just beginning to know him, too. It's fun, like a discovery or an adventure.

  "I love you, Princess," Ethan says, whispering into my ear.

  "I love you, too," I tell him, whispering back.

  Even if we have to keep our relationship a secret from his dad, I think this camping trip will be fun. It's like a camping trip with secret benefits, right?

  A Note from Mia

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  Things are picking up and getting exciting! I really loved writing this episode for season two and I hope you loved reading it just as much. There's some fun things going on and I love watching Ethan and Ashley playing and talking and having fun with each other. I think the sexy stuff is really fun, too, haha.

  This opens up more of what season two is going to be about, so I just wanted to talk about that for a second. While Ashley's mom was accepting of their relationship because I think she's a little more understanding of it all, it would appear that Ethan's dad isn't quite of the same mindset. There's some history behind that, and him and Ethan don't have the same sort of relationship as Ashley and her mom have, either. Like Ethan's dad said at one point, it's kind of a work in progress for the two of them.

  This is going to be hard, though! Sneaking around, and um... well, on the camping trip they're all going to be a lot closer together than they are now. With Ethan's dad and Ashley's mom sleeping downstairs, Ethan and Ashley can sneak around a lot easier upstairs, but when they're all right next to each other in thin tents while camping... this is going to be interesting...

  I hope you're enjoying the second season so far! The camping trip is coming next and there's going to be a lot going on there. Some of it will be exciting and steamy, some will be a little silly and funny, and there's bound to be tension and drama, too.

  If you liked this episode, I'd love if you rated and reviewed it! I really appreciate it and it's nice to see what everyone thinks. I hope you liked it a lot!

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  Bye for now!

  ~Mia

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  About the Author

  Mia likes to have fun in all aspects of her life. Whether she's out enjoying the beautiful weather or spending time at home reading a book, a smile is never far from her face. She's prone to randomly laughing at nothing in particular except for w
hatever idea amuses her at any given moment.

  Sometimes you just need to enjoy life, right?

  She loves to read, dance, and explore outdoors. Chamomile tea and bubble baths are two of her favorite things. Flowers are especially nice, and she could get lost in a garden if it's big enough and no one's around to remind her that there are other things to do.

  She lives in New Hampshire, where the weather is beautiful and the autumn colors are amazing.

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