Right Kind Of Wrong

by Christina Marie

  Rachel told me everything that I had missed since the last time we talked, seven days ago. “Anyway, so you and Morgan are still together. Have you two had sex?”

  “What? No! We’ve messed around a little but that was a couple of weeks ago.” I told her.

  “And how’s that sexy as sin, stepbrother?” She asked.

  I walked over to my bedroom door and shut it, “I have to talk to somebody about what’s going on. I know you won’t judge me…”

  “Oh no, did you have sex with HIM?” Rachel asked with a gasp. I could just imagine her chewing on her thumbnail as she waited for me to continue.

  I blew out a breath, “No, we’ve just kissed. Rach, it’s wrong—so wrong! He has a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. He’s technically not my stepbrother though, right? We’re more roommates or friends, right?”

  There was a brief silence, “Whoa, like just a peck on the lips or full on make out?”

  “The second one.” I breathed out in frustration and fell back onto my bed. “I really like Morgan, like REALLY like him. I don’t know why I can’t control myself when Vance and I are around each other.” I confessed.

  I heard her sigh, “You’re going to have to try harder, both of you are. If not everything is going to turn in to a cluster fuck.”

  “I know, you’re right. I’ll just…well I don’t now what I’ll do. I can’t avoid him or ignore him.”

  “Just be a, friend, that’s all you can do. I have to know though, is he a good kisser?” she asked with another small sigh.

  I shook my head and smiled, “Very! Oh…Formal is coming up so Vi, Julia and I are going to go dress shopping together. I wish you were here so you could hang out with us for a day.”

  “Like my mom is going to let me come visit, she’s too scared the airplane will crash.”

  We both laughed, I told her stories about the bonfires parties and school. “It’s a pretty small school but everybody, well besides Ally, has been really nice.”

  I had to explain who Ally was to her and could picture her rolling her eyes and flicking her hand in the air when she said, “Jealous haters!”

  After talking for another thirty minutes we finally hung up. I felt better talking to somebody about what had happened and hearing her voice made me happy.

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  1 Month Later

  “If I had legs a mile long like yours I’d probably like my dress better.” Vi said with a whine as she looked at herself in the mirror again.

  “I don’t know why you keep saying that, you look sexy, beautiful…did I say sexy?” I said as I dabbed on a layer of lip-gloss.

  “You have no idea how badly I want to take the heels off and put my boots on!” She said as she eyed her cowgirl boots that were next to her bed.

  “Not happening, it won’t kill you to be dolled up for one night!” I said with a laugh. Vidalia was beautiful but refused to acknowledge it.

  “So do you think that tonight will be the night that you and Morgan, do the dirty deed?” Right as she asked me that question, Vance walked in to the bedroom. I could feel my face heating with embarrassment.

  He cleared his throat and wouldn’t look at me, “Will one of you fix my tie before I decide not to wear it. Please?”

  Vidalia held her hands up in defense, “I can’t tie one, have city girl help you. I’m going to go grab a snack before Drake gets here.”

  Vance stared at the bedroom door then looked at me, neither of us moved toward each other for a few seconds. “You look beautiful.” He said softly.

  “Thank you. You look nice, who knew you’d clean up so well?” I said with a smile as I walked over to him. He had a pair of black Wrangler jeans with his cowboy boots, a deep blue dress shirt and a black tie. His sandy blonde hair was styled with a messy look. I reached up and grabbed the tails of the tie and started working to tie it.

  “So are you?” He asked.

  “Am I what? I asked with confusion.

  “Going to have sex with Morgan?”

  I finished the knot and centered it as I pushed it up. “Vance, I don’t ask you about what you do with Julia.”

  He took a step back, “Sorry.” Was all he said before leaving the room.

  I took a few calming breaths, once again being that close to him had made me feel anxious. Morgan’s voice came from downstairs so I grabbed my small purse and shut the light off.

  As I walked down stairs, Morgan was talking to Drake and smiling. He must have seen me out the corner of his eye because he did a double take when he looked at me. “Holy shit!” Morgan whispered with wide eyes.

  My dress was a short ballerina style dress that ended just above my knees. The skirt flared out and starting at the waist colorful beads decorated to the sweetheart neckline. Instead of a zipper closure on the back it was a corset style lace up. I chose black gladiator style heals that tied above my ankles and had my hair in a fishtail braid off to the side. “Hey.” I said with a smile. Morgan hadn’t taken his eyes off of me or said anything else.

  He bent down and kissed my cheek since mom and Kevin had both walked into the room. “Oh my gosh, look at all of you!” Mom said as she clapped her hands and bounced in place. “Everybody go stand in the living room so I can take some pictures!”

  First she snapped pictures of Vidalia and Drake, Vidalia and Vance, Vidalia and Me, Me and Morgan, Morgan, Vance, and Drank together, then Vidalia, Vance, and me together. “Mom that’s enough, I’m seeing spots!” I said.

  She laughed, “Sorry, you all look wonderful. Just wait until prom time!”

  We all groaned as we made our way out to the vehicles. “Crap, Vance will you please go grab my overnight bag out of my bedroom?” Vi asked.

  “Mine too please?” I smiled sweetly at him.

  He rolled his eyes before going back inside.

  Since it was going to be a late night, mom and Kevin gave us permission to go camping. It would be my first time so I was beyond excited to be able to sit around a fire and stare up at the stars. Morgan opened the passenger side door and helped me into his pickup. His hand slid up my leg when I had my back turned.

  “Tell me that isn’t a fucking thong!” he groaned out quietly. I sat down in the seat and smiled over at him.

  “It is.”

  “Fuck.” He adjusted himself in his jeans and shut the door.

  Vance walked over and handed my bag to Morgan, he smiled at something Morgan said, then glanced at me. I smiled back then we both looked away from each other.

  “You’re going to kill me.” Morgan said once he was in the pickup.

  “Why what did you do?” I asked.

  He laughed, “No, like…you’re testing my self-control. I’m going to die.” He backed the pickup up then pulled out of the long driveway. I took my seatbelt off, lifted the center console and scooted over next to him. “I’m serious Tabitha, I’m hangin’ on by a fraying thread here.” Headlights from other cars illuminated his face as we passed each other on the highway. He rested his hand on my thigh and caressed my skin. Tiny tingles of goose bumps covered my body.

  I reached over with my hand and slowly dragged my hand up his thigh until I was cupping his hard cock through his jeans. “Are we going to be camping by others tonight?” I asked.

  Morgan slid his hand further up my thigh until his hand was cupping my crotch. “Do me a favor and open your legs, let me feel how wet you are. Cause I know you are.” He said in a husky voice.

  “You didn’t answer my question.” I said and leaned in to trace his ear with my tongue.

  He shivered, “I hadn’t planned on it, but if you want to stay close to the others…”

  I opened my legs and he stopped talking, “I’d like to spend time with you, no distractions.” I whispered.

  He slipped a finger under the elastic of my thong and pushed it to the side, “Fuck, I don’t know if we should be alone tonight.” Morgan growled out before pushing a finger inside of me. Slowly he moved his finger in and out of me then
spread my pussy lips apart and pulled the wetness up to my clit and circled the hardened bundle of nerves. I tried to unbutton his jeans but he stopped me. “Tabitha, don’t, I’m not kidding when I say that thread is fraying more.” He continued to circle my clit then he pushed a finger back inside of me. I opened my eyes when he stopped and tried to put my panties back in place. My body continued to tingle and my clit continued throb with anticipation of an orgasm.

  I squeezed his cock, “You’re a tease.” I said with a sigh.

  “I’ll finish what I started—later.” He said with a side-glance and a grin.

  We pulled in to the parking lot of the school and I discreetly adjusted my panties. Morgan leaned over and kissed me, “We’re going to stay for a couple of hours then, if you want, we’ll leave?”

  “Sounds good!” I grabbed my purse and waited for him to help me out of his pickup.

  As we walked inside he kept one hand on my lower back and made sure to open the doors for me.

  Inside the gymnasium was decorated with a Mardi Gra theme. Purples, golds, yellows, vibrant blues and greens sparkled behind the lantern style lighting. Games were set up along the back wall and a DJ was set up at the other end. Since it was ‘Formal’ night, all grades were in attendance. I smiled at the underclassmen that stood in groups against the wall and smiled shyly at their crushes.

  The DJ was playing country music, only a few couples danced together. We found our regular group of friends and joined them at a table. “Does the DJ only play country music?” I asked.

  Vidalia laughed, “He’ll play SOME rap and techno.”

  I smiled, “And YOU will dance with ME when he does!”

  “Oh I can’t wait!” She said sarcastically with a smile.

  As the night went on we all danced and played games, I was totally clueless on the different line dances they were dancing. Vidalia and Julia both laughed at me, “City girl!” Julia said with a laugh. It was relaxing and made me smile to see everybody having a good time. On a few occasions I stole glances with Vance but quickly looked away.

  “Oh…you just wait! I’ll learn ALL these and dance circles around you.” I joked back.

  Ally asked Morgan to dance with her on a couple different songs but he told her no and pulled me to the dance floor. “How much longer do you want to stay?” I asked as we swayed with the music.

  “I’m ready whenever you are.” Morgan replied with his signature grin.

  We had to wait around to take class and individual pictures, finally after forty-five minutes we were able to leave.

  Vidalia and Julia both smiled and winked at me, “Will we be seeing you two at the camp fire?” Julia asked us.

  “Maybe?” I replied.

  “We’re only staying here for maybe another thirty minutes or so.” Julia told me. Vance walked up behind her and kissed her bare shoulder. She smiled at him, “They’re getting ready to leave.”

  He nodded his head, “We’ll see ya’ll out there.”

  Morgan and I said goodbye to our friends then left. When we got out to his pickup he pinned me against the door. “Can I please kiss you?” He asked.

  I laughed, “You don’t have to ask.”

  He lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine, wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against his solid chest. With one flick of his tongue against my bottom lip I opened my mouth. A deep growl rumbled his chest when our tongues touched, through his jeans I could feel his cock hardening against my stomach. Little butterflies started to flutter in my stomach. He pulled away from the kiss and rest his forehead against mine, we were both breathing heavy. “I’ve wanted to do that since I seen you at the house.”

  I smiled and kissed him again, “Where are we going to change out of our dress clothes?” I asked.

  “There’s a cabin out there but I was hoping you’d let me take that dress off you.”

  I shivered, “Let’s go, enough talking.” I turned and opened the door of the pickup. Morgan laughed and helped me get in.

  As he drove down the road, I cuddled against his side and relaxed. “You do know I’m not expecting you to do anything tonight. Right?” Morgan said, breaking the silence.

  I smiled, “I know, we’ll just relax and see what happens.”

  He squeezed my leg. After about fifteen minutes of driving he turned down a dirt road. I could see the dim yellow lights on the outside of a small cabin.

  Morgan followed the road and drove past the cabin and backed the pickup in to a secluded area. “Everybody will be at the cabin and they’ll start the bonfire later.”

  I looked out the window and stared up at the midnight blue sky, the stars shone bright and twinkled. The moon was huge and bright casting a perfect glow over water of the river we were parked close to.

  “I want to lie down in the back of the pickup and stare at the stars.” I told him.

  He smiled, “Sounds good to me.”

  When we got out of the pickup the tall grass tickled my legs as I walked around to the back of his pickup. He pulled himself up into the bed of the truck and opened the toolbox. I stood back and watched as he spread multiple blankets out and then laid down multiple body pillows. “Do I even want to know how long you’ve had those in there?” I questioned him.

  He looked at me, “These and the tent are all brand new, I did wash the blankets yesterday though, I hate the smell of new bedding.”

  “Oh…” I replied.

  He held his hand out for me to take so I could join him in the back of the pickup. I slipped my shoes off once I was standing close to him. Music played quietly from the speakers, Morgan lifted my arms and rested them on his shoulders and slid his hands down my shoulders and ribs until they were resting on my hips. I stared up at him, the moonlight reflected in his eyes as we stared at each other. “Are you cold?” He asked.

  I shook my head, no, “No, I…I want you to touch me, kiss me, I want to feel your hands on my skin.” I told him.

  Our kiss started off slow, he kissed me until I was dizzy and almost breathless. I opened my eyes as he feathered kisses across my cheek down to my neck. His hands slowly made their way to the ribbon at the middle of my back. With a gentle pull, my dress loosened, Morgan stopped kissing my skin and took a small step back. I tugged on the sides and let it slide down my body until it pooled around my feet. I was now standing in front of him in only my navy blue thong since a bra of any kind was out of the question with my dress. Morgan sucked in a breath, “Holy shit, you’re perfect.” He whispered. I reached up and loosened his tie and pulled it through the collar of his shirt before dropping it at our feet. One by one I slid each button through the tiny hole until his shirt fell open. His body was a masterpiece; his six pack abs, the sharp v-muscle that disappeared under the waist of his jeans made me lick my lips. After his shirt was dropped at our feet I finally looked up at him, his jaw muscle ticked as I slid my hands from his pecs and down his stomach, to the button of his jeans. With shaky hands, I never took my eyes off of his as I loosened the thick black belt, then the button of his jeans and eased the zipper down.

  Morgan grabbed my hands and stopped me. I could tell he was fighting with himself to stop me, but I didn’t want to stop. I leaned forward and kissed above his heart and trailed my tongue up to his neck, I could feel his cock throbbing inside of his jeans. “Tabitha, fuck!” He groaned when I sucked and gently bit his neck. Then it happened, his self-control finally broke.

  Before I knew it I was on my back in a soft bed of pillows and blankets, Morgan hovering over me with a look of need in his expression. “We will only take it as far as you want to, okay?” He whispered.

  I nodded my head and smiled at him, “Please keep touching me.”

  He ducked his head to my neck and started kissing a trail down to my chest. When he closed his lips around one of my nipples I arched into him. With his other hand he massaged my other breast and rubbed his thumb back and forth across the tight budded nipple. After giving the other breast the same atten
tion he moved down my body, leaving a trail of kisses against my skin. With slow hands he eased my panties down my legs and tossed them into our pile of clothes. “What do you want me to do now?” He asked in a gruff tone.

  “I want to feel your tongue and lips on me, please Morgan.” I whispered. He grinned and never took his eyes off of mine as he spread my pussy lips apart and slowly swiped his tongue through the center up to my clit. My eyes rolled back, my back arched and I moaned. Over and over again he licked and sucked on me, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. “Stop…” I breathed out.

  When I opened my eyes he was looking up at me, eyebrows raised in question. “Uh…” Morgan looked confused.

  “I want to have you inside of me when I come.” I told him.

  “Are you sure? I’m perfectly fine with this. We can just do like we did that one night in the front…”

  “Morgan, please?” I leaned up onto my elbows and waited for him to move.

  “You promise that you aren’t just doing this because you feel like you have to?” He questioned.

  I nodded my head, “I promise.”

  He pinched his lips together and nodded before standing up and taking his jeans and boxers off. Then he laid down beside me, we stared into each other eyes before moving in to kiss each other. He cupped my face in one hand and caressed my cheek with his thumb. “Can I tell you something?” He said when he pulled away from the kiss.

  “Anything.” I replied.

  “I’ve thought long and hard about this, because quite honestly I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve tossed and turned at night wondering if I’m crazy…I love you Tabitha. I’m not just saying that because of the current state we are in.”

  I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my lips, “I love you too, God Morgan, when I’m with you I’m so happy. Your smile is contagious, the way you’re so gentle with me.”

  He pulled a thick warm sleeping bag over us and moved to cover my body with his. With his forearms resting beside my head we kissed until we were both breathing heavy. I could feel the tip of his throbbing cock at my wet entrance, I slid my hands down his muscled back, wrapped my legs around his and tried to get him to enter me. When I opened my eyes he was staring at me, “Don’t you want your first time to be some place a little more comfortable or romantic? Maybe some candles and a nice warm bubble bath afterwards?”