Dedicated

by Clara Jenkins

  One day, while we were out at a restaurant in town, Noel looked at me, and then, he grasped my hand.

  “Thank you,” he said to me.

  “For what?” I asked him, slightly apprehensive over what he was getting at. I mean, the fact he was touching me already sent shivers down my spine.

  “For everything. You know, if it weren’t for you, I’d probably never confide to anyone, and I’d still be afraid of my time in the military. It’s a scary situation. But with you, I’ve been able to safely say that I can face it, no matter what the odds,” he told me with a grin.

  I blushed, listening to him as he said this to me. In a sense, I wanted to tell him I felt the same way, but there was almost a barrier of sorts, as if I was afraid to admit this to him.

  “What’s the matter?” he asked me.

  “It’s nothing. Nothing at all,” I said.

  I hid my feelings from the man for a little while. I didn’t know what he’d think if I told him my heart races faster when I’m around him, that all the time I keep thinking about him, and I don’t know what to do. However, I tried my hardest to keep this at bay, to keep it from overwhelming me, but that already proved to be too much already.

  I spent the next couple of days away from him, trying my hardest to hold back. However, there was still that little set of feelings in my heart that ached to tell him everything, that clamored to let him know how I felt, and while I was a bit scared of what he might say, at the same time, I knew that holding everything back will only hurt me.

  I had to tell him at some point, I just had to.

  Chapter 4

  I kept my distance for about a week or so, and soon, school began once more. I was home every single night, but I spent less time around him. Noel tried to speak to me, but I kept ignoring him. However, I felt terrible every time I did.

  About three days after I started, our parents went out of town. I was happy to have some peace and quiet, but I also knew he’d be here. However, I doubted Noel would bother me. but of course, I was wrong when I heard a knock at the door. I looked up, trying to determine what to do here.

  “Yes?”’ I asked.

  “It’s me. can we talk?” he asked.

  I felt apprehension in my body, unsure of what to do about this. But then, I sighed.

  “Sure,” I said.

  He opened the door, his just-washed hair plastered to his head and his chiseled abs obvious even under the shirt he adorned. His pants were tight, and I tried my hardest to avoid staring at him. But then, he sat down next to me, looking at me with concern.

  “Is something the matter?” he asked.

  “No, why do you ask?” I said sharply.

  “Don’t try to hide it Sally. I know you’ve been holding whatever it is that you’ve been hiding from me for a while. Just tell me what is going on,” he said.

  I thought about it, pausing to determine whether or not I should do so. But then, I sighed.

  “I don’t want you getting mad,” I said.

  “How could I get mad at you Sally? I know you’re not doing anything harmful. Just tell me,” he said.

  I thought about it, wondering if he would continue to bother me about any of this. However, I simply spoke. I couldn’t hide this anymore.

  “Every time I’m around you, I feel like I’ve got butterflies in my stomach. I don’t want to acknowledge these feelings though. I’m your stepsister. It’s taboo. But when I’m near you, everything just feels so… right in a sense,” I said.

  He leaned in closer, grasping my hand and holding it.

  “So you’re afraid that by acknowledging this, we’re going to get in trouble,” he simply stated.

  I blushed. “Yeah. I’m scared. I mean, I know that you’re this hardened military man, and I’ve got school. And I’m afraid that by telling you this, it could ruin our friendship, but I’ve struggled to hold this back up until now. Since then, I’ve started to feel it eat at me a bit. I know that these feelings are wrong, and we’d have to keep it a secret, but I don’t want to let this slide on by,” I said.

  I expected him to run the hell away, but then, he did the exact opposite. I felt his lips press against my own, causing my eyes to widen. He then pulled back, breathing hard for a moment and staring at me.

  “I guess the feeling is mutual then,” he said with a smile.

  I couldn’t believe this. I mean, this was kind of a dream come true. My stepbrother, a man that I’ve always felt close to, actually liked me as more than just a friend? This was almost too much, but at the same time, it felt so right, so real, and I wanted nothing more than to acknowledge this, and to experiment with these feelings.

  I then felt my body move closer to his own, and soon, I pressed my lips to his. I didn’t think he would pull away, which he didn’t, and soon, I melted into the kiss. The way our lips seemed to move against one another, the way our bodies seemed to mesh together, all of this was perfect in a sense, and I wanted nothing more than to feel this pleasure within me forever. I was enthralled, and I knew that while I was still a virgin, I wanted to experience this with him. There was no greater pleasure than doing that with Noel.

  Chapter 5

  The two of us kissed for what seemed like forever, but it might have only been a few minutes. Noel’s lips were soft, softer than I imagined, and the way he moved in closer, hugging my waist as he pushed his lips a bit harder against my own was certainly magical. I began to let out a breathy sigh, feeling the excitement of everything as it started to overwhelm my body. He continued to take this very slow, but then, I felt something push against my lips.

  It was his tongue. I stiffened for a second, unsure of what to do here, but then, I looked into his eyes. His were open, but relaxed, and soon, they closed shut. I decided to give into these feelings, letting my lips part and his tongue push against my own. It explored my mouth, which was a different sort of feeling, and because of my lack of experience, I didn’t really know what to do. However, I immediately relished in these feelings, letting my own lips move against his, and soon, my tongue met his own.

  The fire that burned in my heart, and the sparks that seemed to fly when we touched immediately aroused me. I let out the softest moan imaginable, and immediately, he deepened the kiss. I didn’t know it would cause that, but I wasn’t complaining. I began to move my tongue against his own, the way our lips seemed to immediately press together and mingle almost dreamlike in a sense.

  He then pressed me down onto the bed, and I let out a small gasp of surprise. He pressed his hands against my waist, holding me there and looking at me directly.

  “You want this?” he asked. He knew it was my decision because I was the virgin here. I could already feel his erection against my leg, and obvious sign of his need. I blushed, but then, I simply nodded.

  “Yes,” I simply said, breathing slightly as I looked at him. Already, I felt overwhelmed by the sheer nature of this, and he smiled in response. He then moved his lips down my neck, placing chaste little kisses against there.

  It was such a simple action, but it had me going in ways I didn’t expect to be. I let out a small, guttural sort of cry, relishing in the feeling of all of this as he continued to press his lips there. I began to shiver, loving how with the gentlest of touches I became this. He then moved to the spot where my neck met shoulder, and soon, he pressed a bit harder there, sucking on the flesh there with a bit more force.

  I cried out, feeling my body immediately relish in the touch that this man gave me. He sucked a bit harder, and I could feel his lips almost digging into my neck. I knew I’d have to hide this for a bit because my parents always presumed I was nothing more than a good little girl who didn’t bother with boys. I normally didn’t, but this was an exception.

  I felt him press his lips to the other side, doing the same thing and causing me to let out a small squeak of surprise. He moved his hands down my body, pressing gentle kisses in its wake, until he got to the hem of my shirt.

  He looked at me
and I nodded. He slipped it off and was surprised I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. I rarely did unless I went out, which seemed to help in this situation. He sat up for what seemed to be minutes, but it was maybe about thirty seconds, simply studying how I looked, admiring my ripe breasts.

  “Holy shit,” he said, grasping them slightly and touching them. I let out a whimper of excitement, unsure of what to do in this situation. In a sense, I liked the way he looked at me, the way he seemed almost curious about my luscious mounds. He touched them, pressing his fingers to the tip of my nipple and caressing them there. I began to shiver, crying out loud as I felt him move his hands against the tips of my nipples. The buds hardened against his touch, and already I could feel that warmth of arousal almost burning within me.

  He saw I was beginning to lose myself, and in truth, I wanted to. There was no turning back now. He suddenly pushed his lips to one of the buds, sucking on it with a gentle touch, and then, he let his tongue snake against the middle of the nipple, pressing his lips against there and causing me to cry out in pleasure and desire. I loved the way he seemed to completely overwhelm me, to make me cry out like this. That’s when I felt him move his lips against the tip a bit harder, making me shiver with anticipation. His other hand moved up to my other nipple, taking it against the pads of his fingers and moving them about. I let out a small cry, shocked at how I felt when he did this. The tension was so obvious that I was going mad, and I knew the burning in my loins would only increase with time.

  He saw how I looked, almost desperate for more, and that’s when he pulled away. His cock brushed against my leg and my eyes widened at how big it was. I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t believe how huge he was. He soon moved his lips down my stomach, touching and teasing the area there. He moved his hands to the edge of my jeans, touching the hipbones there before undoing the fly and zipper, slipping them off along with my underwear.

  The red curls that greeted Noel surprised him, but he didn’t seem fazed.

  “I’m surprised the curtains and drapes match,” he joked.

  I flushed. “Yeah. Same here,” I told him. It’s an interesting trait I was born with, one that nobody knew about except doctors, and now Noel. His hands moved down to where the edge of my entrance was, and soon, he slipped a finger in.

  I whimpered, feeling how tight it was, and soon, he started to move his finger in and out slightly, causing me to let out a low, guttural gasp as I felt him press in deeper. I was still a virgin, but this was relaxing, and I loved how he filled me up. It was such a strange sensation, one that was foreign to me, but one that also felt good. He inserted a second finger into my wet hole, pushing them both in together and then scissoring them apart. I began to clench the bedsheets, feeling him touch that one spot in my body that sent shivers down my spine, that little area above that he seemed to know perfectly about.

  He was almost magical to be with. He seemed to know exactly where to go, what to do and where to begin. Soon, I started to cry out in a cacophony of moans as he continued this. He thrusted against me harder and harder, angling his fingers up, and that’s when it happened. My hips rose up against the bedsheets and then back down. I felt an overwhelming sensation against my body, and I knew for a fact at that exact moment, it was what I expected it was.

  I had an orgasm. I loved how it felt, how satisfied I became for those few moments. It was fulfilling, and after I finished, I looked at him. It was so good, and in truth, I wanted to feel it again. But first, I wanted to try something else.

  I leaned up, and he looked at me with surprise.

  “What are you—”

  Before he could say anything, I undid the fly on his pants, slipping my hand against his boxers and pulling out his member. It was bigger than I imagined, about seven inches in length, and it throbbed in my hand. I began to stroke it, feeling it pulsate against my hands, and that’s when I looked at Noel.

  He was coming apart now. The way his eyes dilated, his breathing grew ragged, all of this, it looked so arousing and so cute that I wanted to see him like this again and again. I began to press my hands against it faster, and that’s when I got an idea. I moved in between his legs, pressing my lips to his cock and sucking on the head. My tongue flicked around, getting a taste of the precum that emitted from his hard member.

  His breathing soon became erratic and he started to tense, moaning against me as I moved up and down, my hand taking the latter half of the shaft because I couldn’t take all of it. The moans and groans were music to my ears, however, before I could finish, he pulled me away.

  “Sorry. It’s just… I want to be inside you,” he said, his breathing still ragged.

  I flushed unsure of what to say here. But I simply nodded.

  “I want that as well,” I said.

  I moved down against the bed, spreading my legs open, and soon, I saw him move to his pants. He grabbed his wallet, fishing out a condom and slipping it onto his member. He shucked his pants off, spreading me a bit further, and then looking at me.

  “This might hurt for a second,” he said.

  I nodded, keeping myself calm. He then pushed against me, causing me to scream out. Holy hell did that hurt. I knew it would, but man, that was more than I could normally take. He simply waited a moment, taking the time to assess my face, making sure I was fine. I simply nodded, looking at him before he pushed himself in and out of me, looking deep into my eyes. I began to shiver, whimpering with need and arousal as he moved his cock in and out of me.

  Although it did hurt for the first minute or so, after all of that, it felt pretty damn amazing. I clutched the bedsheets, writhing in pleasure as he pushed himself into me deeper and deeper. He then pulled me up so that I was in his lap, and soon, he started to increase the thrusts, causing me to cry out, almost losing my mind as he did this sort of thing. It felt so good, everything so amazing, and as he did this, I began to feel that warmth in my body overwhelm me, making me shiver and cry out in wanton pleasure.

  I then tensed up, feeling him hit that spot within me once more. I then arched my back, screaming out loud as my pussy pulsed against his member, feeling my orgasm overwhelm my body. He then thrust in deep, his cock twitching before I felt him groan, filling me up with his seed against my aching body. I loved the way that it felt, cherished the way it seemed to overwhelm me, and for a moment, I couldn’t move. He pulled away, looking at me with a smile before tossing the condom. Once he finished, he pulled himself next to me, cuddling his warm, larger body against my own.

  “Did you enjoy that?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I breathed.

  “Good. I did as well. I’m glad we finally confronted these feelings,” he said to me.

  I was glad as well. I knew that this was what we both wanted, but at the same time, there was that overwhelming feeling of fear, the fear that I might get in trouble for this. I knew that these feelings were real. I’ve never felt this way before, but along with that, it was also very wrong. What would we do now? How would this even work? I had a million questions, but I didn’t want to answer them right now. For now, I wanted to sleep, and so, that’s what I did.

  Chapter 6

  After that night, everything changed between Noel and me. We spent a lot of time together, and he always made sure to come to my room after I got off from school. We had to keep our relationship a secret, mostly because we didn’t want our parents to know. However, I began to wonder just how much longer we could keep this up.

  I knew that I didn’t really understand where I stood in his mind. Were we just friends with benefits in a taboo manner, or something more? I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of the response.

  Noel noticed I was aloof one day, mostly because I’ve been thinking about this for a while. He leaned in, pressing his lips to my own and giving them a chaste kiss.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

  “It’s nothing,” I said.

  “Bullshit. You’re upset about something,” he said.

  I pa
used. Will he get upset if I ask him? I doubted it, but I don’t know.

  “It’s about us. I mean, I don’t really know where I stand in your life. I’m afraid that I’m just another girl you want to be with for the time being,” I told him.

  He looked at me, shaking his head as he moved in closer.

  “What makes you think that?” he asked.

  I gave him an apprehensive look, sighing in frustration.

  “I’m just worried, that’s all. I’ve never had a boyfriend before, and I mean, I don’t really know how this works,” I admitted.

  “Well, you’re mine and I’m yours. That’s all you need to know. I’ll always be there for you,” he said.

  He gave me another kiss and I relished in it. I pulled away, smiling.

  “Thanks Noel. I know I can trust you. Sorry, I’m also on edge because of all the studying I have to do. I know that I want to spend time with you as well, but I’m also worried about my grades. My parents will know something is up if they see my grades are down,” I told him.

  “I understand. Don’t worry, I’ll try not to be too distracting,” he said.

  “Thanks.”

  He spent a bit of time with me while I did homework, and after that, the two of us messed around. It was nice, and in a way, we saw each other as almost like a boyfriend and girlfriend. But little did I know, that problems would soon arise between the two of us, and we’d soon have to make a choice.

  About a month passed, and school became nothing but hellish. I had homework every single night that spanned a few hours. So I rarely got to spend time with Noel despite living in the same house. He seemed a bit out of sorts as well, and I could tell something bad happened. I wanted to ask him, but every time I finally managed to free myself up, he was always asleep or busy. It was hard trying to even make time to have sex, so I felt frustrated beyond all belief.