by Lucy Snow
Harrison went inside, slowly at first, I guessed so as not to disturb anyone who was sleeping or also hiding there. He must have done things like this many times when he was on deployment, but I had a feeling each of those times he had way more gear, armor, and weapons, and I was also pretty sure he wasn’t dragging around his stepsister dressed for a nice dinner out all those times.
That was definitely something that sounded like it would cramp your investigating-building style. Harrison seemed to take no notice, though, and came out of the building a few minutes later, beckoning me to follow him back in.
I gave one last look behind us, this time my ears pricking up as I thought I heard someone coming down the alley in our general direction. They were onto us!
I pulled my head back just as the first of them came around the corner and hurried into the abandoned building after Harrison. He grabbed my arm and pulled me in close, and I gulped, loving the feel of him all around me despite how scared I was of being caught.
Harrison pushed his finger against my lips as I was about to open my mouth and ask if we were far enough in to avoid detection, but I managed to stop before anything came out. I alternated looking at Harrison’s perfect face and staring at the door we’d come through just a few seconds earlier - if they happened to find us we’d have to make a break for it, and I didn’t know if we’d be able to find another exit to the building in time.
We might have to fight. I knew Harrison would keep me safe, but I started looking around for something heavy I could pick up to help out. As much as I’d already been cast in the role, I really didn’t want to be the damsel in distress anymore.
My ears pulled me back to reality and focus - they were just outside the door. I heard voices speaking in low tones, asking questions about who’d seen us last and which direction we’d been going. No one seemed to have any answers, that much was clear.
They argued like that for a little bit, Harrison and I bundled up inside the building that must be just off to their side if we could pick them up like this unassisted. I could feel the sweat coming out all over me, I was so tense. Harrison, though, was like a cool breeze, just as calm and relaxed as ever. I didn’t know how he was able to do it.
His face, though, didn’t look nearly as calm as the rest of him. No, Harrison’s face was a storm of emotions, but he managed to keep it mostly internal, his face the only betrayer that something was going on besides hiding the two of us from the marauding gang. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking about, but I hoped it passed soon - when I had relaxed enough to breathe again I’d then think about asking him just what was going on.
Finally, Steve’s group decided they needed to keep moving if they were to have any chance of running into us, and off they went, completely bypassing the nondescript abandoned building they’d conveniently stopped directly in front of.
Convenient for them and inconvenient for us because that was the place we’d chosen to hide. But, it looked like we were safe. For now.
I started to move, wanting to stretch out and get some blood circulating back into my joints, but Harrison pulled me in closer and gave me a look that stopped the giant sigh from coming out of my mouth at the source.
Of course. He was worried someone might double back and try to investigate the building, and if we were tramping around like we owned the place when and if that happened, they’d call their friends over immediately and we’d be sunk.
It didn’t happen. We held our breaths for another few minutes before Harrison gave me the green light by nodding. I relaxed immediately, but didn’t pull myself away from him. It was nice being this close after the last few days of seeing him around the house but not being able to touch him. My body already craved his touch and I didn’t want to feel that connection break.
I pulled Harrison’s face away from looking at the door and scouting for trouble toward me, and I kissed him long and hard. I needed to feel that reassurance, that bond between us. We’d just been through something stressful, and though we weren’t entirely out of the woods yet, I needed to know he was there for me, and I needed him to know I was there for him.
Harrison kissed me back, pulling me into him and wrapping his arms around me even tighter. I didn’t even try to fight the pressure and felt his chest rise and fall against my breasts as we came together. I ran my hands up and down his back, feeling his hard muscles underneath and imagining the tattoos on their surface enveloping me and keeping me safe forever.
I felt Harrison’s hands move lower on me, one dropping around my front and feeling around for the hem of my dress. I smiled and parted my legs, letting him move upward till his fingers rested on my mount, just barely covered by my panties. I groaned and exhaled sharply at his touch, loving the way his thoughts turned immediately to sex.
I unwrapped one hand from around Harrison’s neck and ran it down across his muscular chest to the front of his pants, unzipping them and pulling his hard cock out and wrapping my fingers barely around it. He looked grimly down at me as I lowered myself to my knees and took his length into my mouth, loving the just-approaching-salty taste of pre-cum already on the lip. I tried to take as much of him into my mouth as I could, and I got pretty far, feeling my throat relax as I tried again.
Harrison threw his head back and moaned, long and low as I closed my lips around his cock and eased my mouth back and forth on him, in and out, alternating between sucking hard and letting him slide out of me.
“Oh, Laurel, you are amazing,” he breathed, and I felt the sharp lash of pleasure in knowing that I’d made him feel good pulse through me. I could get used to hearing my stepbrother Harrison say my name like that while I had his cock in my mouth. It wouldn’t even be too difficult. Might even be easier to suck him off the more practice I got - practice that I was already looking forward to.
Harrison let me suck on him for a few minutes, still pausing every so often to make sure the coast was clear, and I entertained thoughts of what he’d do if Steve and his friends showed up and burst into the abandoned building that was quickly becoming a sex den and came upon Harrison getting a sloppy hot blowjob from his stepsister. Would the fight resume or would they just be confused? Would they give Harrison a high five and leave on good terms?
Finally, Harrison pulled me up and off his cock, and I swallowed the precum in my mouth, eager to get back down there for more of the real thing, but Harrison didn’t waste any time, he turned me around and bent me over a table next to us. I licked my lips and moaned as Harrison lifted up my dress and pulled my soaking wet panties down to the floor before he stood up again.
I tried to brace myself for when he entered me with that thick cock of his, but no matter how much I tried to prepare myself, I wasn’t ready for it when it came, despite how wet I already was. It hurt as he pushed himself into me, but just after the pain came the pleasure immediately, and within a few seconds he was already all the way inside me, resting one hand on the table next to mine and the other reaching around me to cup my breasts as he leaned over me.
We hung like that, a man and a woman connected into one by the most natural way possible, Harrison breathing heavily in my ear, while I got used to having his length and thickness inside of me all over again. Yet another thing I’d have to get used to in our new fledgling relationship of sorts, and more practice that I was definitely looking forward to. Those long hours sounded mighty appealing right about now. But if I had it my way, next time we’d do it somewhere else - abandoned buildings in far away towns weren’t exactly my style. I preferred beds, in rooms with fewer roaches.
Of course, given the situation, any chance to get Harrison’s cock into me was a chance I thought was worth taking, and after I felt like I was adjusted enough, I pushed back against Harrison, enough to let him know I was ready for him to start thrusting.
Again he didn’t waste any time, moving in and out of me with increasing speed, just enough that the pleasure vastly outstripped the diminishing pain I still felt from having such a large coc
k inside my tight pussy after such a long time without being fucked. It felt wonderful, and we quickly got into a rhythm, me pressing back against Harrison’s huge body and him pulling his cock almost entirely out of me before pushing back in and thrusting me toward the table.
It was quite the workout - if we kept up doing this regularly, I’d lose all the excess weight I’d been trying desperately to lose these last couple months in no time flat. I could go on the road and sell a new book, the all-sex diet. All you had to do was seduce/let your stepbrother seduce you and keep finding more and more scary situations in which to have sex in, and just watch the pounds melt right off!
I was gonna be rich.
Harrison kept pounding me like that, and I loved the way he gently but firmly played with my boobs through my dress. I wished we had the time to get undressed so he could touch them for real, but we should probably wait till we got home for that.
Harrison had the same idea. He pulled all the way out of me, and I immediately felt a sense of loss that he wasn’t sticking his cock right back into me. I turned over my shoulder to see if there was any problem, but Harrison just looked at me and didn’t say anything. He shook his head and bent down, lifting up my panties from around my ankles and putting them back into place, still quiet.
He must have heard Steve and his friends come back. Best not to test out my theory that men would applaud seeing another man fuck a pretty girl, no matter that they’d recently been ready to fight each other.
I figured we’d go home and resume there. Maybe in Harrison’s bed this time? The taboo of having sex in Harrison’s bed turned me on even more than the notion of doing it in abandoned buildings, and I couldn’t believe how much I’d enjoyed sex in an abandoned building.
Evidently Harrison had a different idea, and when he was sure the coast was clear, he pushed me away, a little more rougher than I would have liked. I shot him a questioning look, rubbing my arm.
Harrison kept focused on the doorway, like he was sure Steve and his friends would be back any minute now, but soon even he relaxed and let out a long breath before turning back to me.
“What’s the big idea?”
Harrison closed his eyes and sighed before opening them again. “I’m sorry, Laurel.”
The way he spoke those words right then and there made my heart sink to the bottom of my chest immediately. “What do you mean?” Please, please, please let me get what I want this time. Harrison, don’t do what I think you’re going to do.
Harrison did exactly what I thought he was going to do. “This is all a mistake.”
I didn’t know how to respond - all of a sudden, just when we got done at the restaurant, and he said he would try to be better. All of the great ideas about us spending time together, getting to know each other, falling in love with one another - all those ideas started to crumble to dust all over again right then and there.
And in a way, I realized at that moment that they were built from dust in the first place. I had gotten ahead of myself again, and Harrison was just seeing in advance the problems that would undoubtedly arise between us.
“What’re you saying?”
“I’m saying we’ll never be able to be ourselves around each other. This just can’t work.”
“You seemed to be OK with it just a few minutes ago, both in the restaurant and when we just had sex. What changed?”
“Nothing changed, I just realized the truth. I am always on guard around you. And I always seem to get in trouble when you’re around, and get angry, and start fights.”
I looked at him coldly. “You didn’t start that fight just now, Harrison. Steve and his friends did. You didn’t engage them. We ran away. That was different. The old you would have fought.”
Harrison shook his head vigorously. “That’s just the thing you don’t understand, Laurel.” His eyes gleamed in the dark light of the room. “I wanted to fight back. I wanted to hurt them for the things they said about you, and about me. I wanted to make them pay.”
“But you didn’t! You didn’t do any of those things!” I wanted to make him see that he was different now, that he didn’t have to run away from his anger issues, and most importantly, that he didn’t have to run away from me.
“I wanted to. And that’s enough for me. This thing between us, it was never going to work.” He turned away from me, as if unable to watch me crumble into the very dust my dreams were starting to become, before turning back. “Come on, I’ll take you home.”
I put my hand on Harrison’s shoulder, tentatively, not wanting to get him riled up, still crushed by how quickly he’d built us up and then torn us down all over again, dashed us upon the rocks of never-gonna-happen.
“Where are you gonna go?”
“I need some time to think.”
Without any other words we went home. Steve and his friends didn’t find us, but at this point, the damage was beyond done. In the space of one night I’d both gotten Harrison back and lost him again.
Shit.
Chapter 24 - The Beginning
Another few days passed, and I tried to busy myself without Harrison in my life yet again. This time it was a little easier, because our parents’ big anniversary party loomed on the near horizon. For some reason, they had decided that an eight year anniversary was a great reason to celebrate, And they had invited almost everyone in town that they knew. Which, given how small Summitville was, was almost everyone.
Of course, I didn’t want to go, not with the way things between Harrison and I were, but not going wasn’t really an option for me. Luckily, I didn’t have to do much of the planning, as our parents had gone all out and hired a party coordinator and planner. I didn’t know there was a difference between coordinator and planner, but they were two different people, so clearly there was.
I spent most of my time in the hospital with Maggie. The baby was doing fine, but given the complications of the birth, the doctors had recommended that she spend a couple more days in the hospital. Maggie was thrilled for the company, because after a while, family got a little tiring. She spent as much time as she could video chatting with Chris overseas, and I could feel his love for his new son through the screen from thousands of miles away.
It really was wonderful to see, and it made me long for a child of my own. Of course, before that I need to have a man of my own. In my highest moments of the last week or so I had allowed myself the opportunity to think of Harrison as that man, but I couldn’t do that any longer.
It just wasn’t going to work out between us. Maybe if our parents had never gotten together, then we might have had a chance, but that was all in the past now.
Our parents’ wedding anniversary party came up faster than I thought it would, and in the days leading up to it I thought about their marriage more than once. It was the second time around for both of them, but they made it work. I started to wonder, watching them, that maybe that was what to look for rather than the passion and heart-racing that popular culture had taught me to seek out. Maybe finding someone you could laugh with, someone you could be comfortable around, was the right way to go.
Harrison kept mostly out of sight, and when I could see him, we didn’t interact. He stayed doing his own thing and I stayed doing mine. At first it stuck knives in my heart to see him, his gorgeous face atop his sexy body, but not for me anymore.
He looked tired and sad, but didn’t say anything even when our parents pressed him. They figured it was something to do with the season and left him mostly alone. Thankfully neither of us were involved in planning this party. Our parents had not left something so important to either of us.
On the night of the party itself, I went to my room and got dressed after taking a shower. I did my makeup in the mirror and looked down at the deep blue dress I’d picked out. It hugged my curves just right for a classy yet sultry look. Our parents knew all the important people of Summitville, and they were all coming, and, my stepmother had noted, some were bringing their eligible bachelor sons.
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I wasn’t particularly interested in any eligible bachelor sons not named Harrison Troy, but I couldn’t really say that part out loud, so I just smiled and nodded. Nevertheless, when it came time to pick out my outfit for the anniversary party, I ended up deciding on a dress just a little more sexy, showing just a little more cleavage and riding just a couple inches higher than my initial plan.
Of course Harrison would see me in it. And he’d probably also wonder about my lingerie underneath. He might be pleased to know that it matched my dress perfectly, and looked stunning on me. Too bad for him he wouldn’t get to see it.
Our parents went to the party early and Harrison was nowhere to be found, so I ended up driving to the party myself. I wished Maggie was coming, but obligations with the baby had forced her to stay home. In all honesty I had half a mind to duck out of the party early and go hang out with her. I’d have way more fun that way and no one would miss me.
The party was in a giant hall, one of the biggest meeting spaces in Summitville, and by the time I arrived, it was in full swing. I gave my car to the valet and went inside, checking in my coat at the coat check. I didn’t know how long I’d stay, but I had to make sure my father and stepmother saw me and I said hi.
They’d be a little too busy to spend too much time with me tonight, what with all their friends and close business associates around them and celebrating them. I’d put in a few minutes, say hi, give them my congratulations and then find the right time to make an exit.
Harrison arrived a few minutes after me, looking utterly gorgeous in a three piece suit that was cut and tailored to perfection. I watched the heads of all the women, clearly married and possibly single alike, turn as he entered the giant hall, some even doing a comical double take or even, in one case, the mythical triple take.