Stepbrother Temptation:
First Time
Anita Lawless
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Stepbrother Temptation: First Time
Alex and I had been friends since grade eleven. I’d had a crush on him from the moment I first saw him, but he didn’t even know I was alive. He was the star athlete—captain of the basketball team. All the girls wanted him and he’d made his way through the entire cheerleading squad by the time we graduated. What would a tall, dark, and hunky jock like him want with me? I was the frumpy, brainy girl with too much junk in her trunk.
Plus I was terrified of most guys I had crushes on. They’d say, “Hi, Serena,” and all I could manage was a squeaky, “Hello,” in return.
We became friends because I tutored him in math. He had mild dyslexia and he’d reverse his numbers when factoring quadratic equations.
Alex wasn’t like a lot of jocks in our school. He was nice to everyone, even the geeky kids like me. He’d talk to anyone and didn’t believe in all that clique bullshit a lot of popular kids did. Another reason I had the major hots for him.
“You make it look so simple,” he’d tell me during our tutoring sessions, smiling that panty-melting smile. “I wish I had your brains, Serena.”
I’d get all flustered and hope I wasn’t blushing fire hydrant red. “You’re getting a lot better at factoring.” My voice would raise an octave as I told him this. “Practice makes perfect.”
“I’ll never be as smart as you.” Those powder blue eyes would bore into me. Was he undressing me with them? How I hoped.
“Everyone’s smart in their own way, Alex. Don’t put yourself down.”
Again that panty-melting smile would flash. Had I only been braver, I’d have begged him to tear off my clothes and take me right there, on my mom’s kitchen table.
Never in a million years did I think he’d become my stepbrother. But here it was, one year after graduation, and my mom was marrying Alex’s dad.
Fate has a warped sense of humor.
Mom informed me we’d be putting our little house up for sale and moving. She flashed me her diamond ring and squealed like a little girl. “Isn’t it gorgeous, sweetie?”
I gulped. “You’re getting married?”
Her head nodded like a bobble doll. “David asked me last night. I said yes, of course.”
My eyes were still glued to that massive diamond as I thought about Alex. “Of course.”
Alex’s dad, David Hemminger, owned a chain of grocery stores. He wasn’t a billionaire but he was definitely wealthy. All of Mom’s dreams had come true. She and David had met when she started working at one of his local stores. She’d quickly become the manager of EZ FOODS and David had taken notice. Before long, Mom was out every weekend with him.
“Do you mind making yourself something to eat tonight, sweetie?” she’d say as she got ready for another date.
“Not at all. Go have fun, Mom.”
I was happy to see her happy. Mom had struggled a lot as a single parent. She’d given up so much for me. I wanted her to enjoy life, and I was ecstatic she had a man in her life who pampered her.
But I didn’t expect him to become my stepfather so soon. Not that I minded my mom getting married, but living with Alex? That was going to be a huge test for my libido and nerves.
We got along great, since we had a lot in common. He loved the same video games as me, the same music, and the same movies. We’d become buddies and often hung out playing Call of Duty, when he wasn’t banging a cheerleader. But we’d never touched—not intimately. Sure, a hug here, some play wrestling there, but nothing more, much to my disappointment.
Guys like him didn’t want girls like me, though. Curvy girls who were too shy to go for what they wanted. Popular jocks went for the skinny, super-hot girls, and that was what Alex got.
I sighed, thinking of the torture it would be to listen to him bang another blonde hottie while I tried to sleep in my new bedroom.
Moving day arrived two weeks before the wedding. I was so nervous I nearly puked.
David and Alex came over with a U-HAUL trailer and loaded it up for me and Mom. My tongue practically hung out of my mouth as I watched Alex working with his dad. His tight white tank top clung to his rippling muscles. As the day wore on, it stuck to his sweat soaked skin and showed me everything. I closed my eyes and pictured licking his tiny pink nipples through that soft fabric. It almost made me moan out loud.
“You daydreaming when you should be working, Serena?” he teased.
My eyes fluttered open and heat crept up the back of my neck. “Ahh…no…yes…kinda.” I bit my lip to stop the words tumbling from my mouth.
That killer smile stretched across his face. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face and I almost died right there. A maddening tingle spread between my legs. I wanted him to satisfy that itch.
“Must’ve been something naughty. Your ears are bright red.”
I couldn’t answer that. My throat closed off and I had to look away. I was afraid the lust in my gaze would give me away.
He chuckled then went to grab another box. Good. I could breathe again.
David owned a luxurious home in what my Granny Porter used to call Snobsville, meaning only the rich in our small town could live there. His house was a two story rancher with big white columns out front. Its exterior was part brick, part white siding. Just thinking about living there gave me goose bumps for more than one reason. Mom and I had lived in a tiny eight hundred square foot home for all of my life. Granny Porter had willed it to us, and when she’d still been alive, she and I had shared a bedroom. For the
first time ever, I’d have my very own room. A luxury I’d never dreamed of before.
I’d picked it out a couple days ago, when Mom brought me over to see the place for the first time. Sure, I’d been there before when I tutored Alex, but I’d never been in every room of the house. The bedroom I picked out was bigger than the kitchen in our old place. My jaw dropped as Mom showed me through the lavish great room, amazing kitchen with real oak cabinets, and the opulent main bathroom with Jacuzzi tub. I even had my own bathroom in my bedroom!
And, of course, I picked the bedroom right next to Alex’s. What can I say? I’m a masochist, obviously. Secretly I dreamed of catching sneak peeks of him in his underwear. Just the thought made my sex throb and I nearly swooned. I squeezed my legs together as Alex carried a box up the stairs for me, but that didn’t help alleviate the tension down below.
“Where do you want this one?”
I watched his muscles strain under the weight of the heavy box. God, I’d never been so jealous of cardboard.
Shaking my head, I scattered my erotic daze. “Over by the nightstand,” I croaked.
As he went to set it down, the carton tumbled from his grip and the contents scattered over the floor. My bright pink body wand hit the base of the nightstand with a loud thump.
Pleasedon’tlethimseeit! Pleasedon’tlethimseeit! Pleasedon’t—
Alex’s eyes glued to the vibrator and my face blazed hotter than a thousand suns.
He bent to pick it up. That sexy grin spread wide, crinkling the skin at the corners of his eyes.
“Wellll…” He held up the sex toy and pinned me with those baby blues. “Never pegged you for the type, sis.”
“I’m not your sister.” Lurching forward, I snatched the wand from his hand. “What, you thought I was a prude?”
He wore a sheepish expression. “Yeah. Kinda.”
“Geez, thanks, Alex. Some friend you are.”
“Sorry.” He held up his hands in mock surrender, his gaze still focused on my vibrator. “You’ve got your nose buried in a book all the time, and you don’t get out much. Figured—”
“What?” I seethed. “That a girl like me would never have a sex drive?”
“No, no, not that.” His gentle voice smoothed my embarrassment. “I’m sorry. Nice to discover there’s more to you than that good girl routine you put on.”
His fingers closed around my shoulder and the heat seemed to melt my bones. I became hyper aware of his touch, and the fact I still held a bright pink vibrator. I almost forgot to breathe.
Pulling away from him, I dashed toward my nightstand and shoved the wand in the only drawer. My hands shook and my heart thudded so loudly it threatened to give me a headache.
“There’s a lot more to me than you know.” The words tumbled from my lips before I could stop them.
“Is that right?” White teeth flashed. He looked every inch the big bad wolf as he sauntered toward me. “Now we’ll be living together, I’ll work on discovering your secrets.”
His lips inched closer. Closer. Hot breath that smelled of cinnamon fanned my cheeks. His cologne—just a hint of scent that reminded me of the sea—teased my nostrils. My pussy flinched as his strong, wide palms slid up my arms and cupped my shoulders. He drew me nearer and my eyelids fluttered closed as his mouth softly brushed over mine.
“Kids,” my mother called, interrupting us at the worst time. “What do you want for dinner?”
Alex stepped back from me and I blinked rapidly as Mom appeared in the doorway. Why couldn’t she have waited five more minutes? Damn it!
“Ummm…ahhhh…pizza?” I shook my head, hoping to clear the last of this horned up daze from my mind.
“Fried chicken and potato salad,” Alex said.
He looked unfazed by our recent near kiss, and I hated him for it. Of course, he kissed at least a dozen girls a week, so why should I matter? He was just playing with me and I knew that.
David appeared beside Mom. “Flip a coin.” He grinned. “Heads or tails.”
“Heads,” I called out as he flipped a quarter into the air then caught it on the back of his hand.
“Heads it is. Looks like we’re having pizza.” David wrapped an arm around Mom’s waist and pulled her close.
I raised my arms above my head and cheered in victory. Then I gave Alex a playful punch in the arm to rub in his defeat.
“You win.” He faked annoyance. “This time.”
It was nice having dinner as a family. Mom and I had been setting a table for two since Granny Porter died. We all chatted and laughed as we ate pepperoni pizza with extra cheese. Throughout our meal, I’d catch Alex staring at me off and on. I couldn’t figure out why, other than the fact he’d discovered my secret pink friend upstairs. Had it really intrigued him that much? The few friends I had all bought sex toys. It wasn’t that uncommon these days. Big deal. Sure, I was a shy smart kid, but I had needs.
After we finished dinner, Alex and I headed into the great room to play some Call of Duty. We’d been alone together many times before during our tutoring sessions, but it felt different now. There was a tension I wasn’t used to. Not that I wasn’t always on edge around him, since I had a major crush on the guy, but he kept stealing glances at me while we played. He even let me win, when he usually kicked my ass.
What was up with him? Why was he acting so weird? There was no way he could be interested in me. Alex dated tall thin blondes. I was at least twenty pounds heavier than his type and my hair was carrot red. A fine dusting of freckles over my nose and cheeks made me look twelve years old. I hated it. I wanted to look all hot and sophisticated like those cheerleaders Alex fucked.
“You hear back from Heighton College yet?” he asked as he obliterated another enemy shooter.
“Yeah, I got in.”
“Awesome.” His face lit up. “Me too.”
My finger slipped on the controller and an enemy combatant blew me to smithereens. “Shit,” I muttered, making him chuckle at my mishap. “I thought you applied at Selkirk?”
“Nah. Got a basketball scholarship to Heighton. They’ve got a sick team.”
“Congrats,” I squeaked.
So now not only would we be living together, we’d also be going to the same college.
A thrill race through my heart and up my spine. Even if I couldn’t touch him, at least I could see him every day. Sweet torture, but torture nonetheless.
Alex edged closer until he sat pressed right up against me on the floor. “You won’t be able to get away from me, Serena.”
When I turned to face him, our noses almost touched. I swallowed hard. “If you need a math tutor, you know where to find me.”
His eyes fixed on my plump bottom lip. He looked like he was thinking about our near kiss earlier, but that was probably just me wishing. Or was it?
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The day of the wedding arrived fast. I was one of my mom’s bridesmaids, and the ceremony was to take place at Kinnard Park.
Mom looked beautiful in a simple white gown that pooled around her feet. She beamed at me as she walked down the aisle toward David. I hadn’t seen her so happy in ages, and my heart soared for her. The pale pink chiffon dress she’d chosen for us bridesmaids and her matron of honor were lovely too, and I was thankful my mom had great taste and didn’t put us in something hideous.
The reception took place at a swanky restaurant called Rosewood. David booked their banquet area, and he also booked the club below the restaurant so guests could party it up and dance. He’d spent a lot of money on this special day and I had to appreciate the love he showed for my mom.
I headed downstairs to the club to grab a Mike’s Hard Lemonade. I’d toasted the happy groom and bride during dinner, but I decided another drink or two couldn’t hurt. After all, I’d been legal for over a year now and I’d barely touched alcohol. Tonight was the night to live it up.
I spotted my new stepbrother near one of the bathrooms. He was all alone, nursing a Corona. I was surprised
he wasn’t surrounded by single ladies ready to take him home. Alex waved me over and my heart threatened to jump into my throat.
Music thumped and bodies were grinding together out on the dance floor. I pictured me and Alex out there, dirty dancing to the throbbing hip hop beat. The brief fantasy had my panties soaking.
But over where he stood, the music grew muted and the crowd thinned. I wondered why he wasn’t joining the party. He was usually the life of events such as this. After taking a huge swig of my drink, I walked over to him, back straight, hips swaying, and trying to look confident.
“You’re hiding from everyone?” I tilted my head. “That’s not like you.”
He shrugged. “Not in the mood for a ton of people tonight.”
“Everything okay?” It wasn’t like him to be anti-social, so I was genuinely concerned.
“Yeah, I’m good.” That devastating smile made me weak in the knees. “Just wanted some alone time with my new stepsister.”
He took my hand and the spark was instant, electric, like a needle sliding into my vein and injecting me with explosive chemistry. My nipples grew taut and I swallowed hard.
The alcohol wrapped my brain in fuzzy warmth. It made me bold, and I let my gaze openly roam up and down his fine body. Clad in a tuxedo, since he’d been his father’s best man, Alex looked even more gorgeous than usual. He was like a Greek god come to life.
“You like what you see?” He raised his eyebrows at me.
I licked my bottom lip. “I do.”
His strong fingers gripped my chin and urged our lips closer together. My panties were so wet now they clung to my inner thighs. I could scarcely breathe as our lips hovered inches apart.
“Serena.” He moaned my name, making my pussy twinge.
I gripped his jacket as our mouths pressed together. His tongue slipped over my lips, tasting me, savoring me. My tongue darted out to meet his in a sensuous dance.
Alex flipped me and pressed my back to the wall. I moaned and slipped my arms around his shoulders, clinging to him as he plundered my mouth. This was a promise, a fucking of lips, teeth, and tongue. I could only imagine what it would be like to have him between my legs.
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