by Jenna Payne
“Charlie man, you don’t even know the woman, put her down,” Hunter said, with a deliciously raspy voice. He stepped forward when Charlie put me down and extended his hand to me. “Thanks for getting us out of this mess. I owe you a serious debt.” I shook Hunter’s hand and shook myself out of the daze I was in.
“It was nothing really. I just hope you guys have learned your lesson,” I said, and both Hunter and his other friend nodded, Charlie smirked. I wondered if he was the actual mastermind behind their illegal actions. “Well let’s get out of here then,” I said and glanced at Seth.
“We’ve actually gotta get our bikes, I know it’s gonna cost a ridiculous amount to get it out of the impound too,” Charlie grumbled.
“But, probably cheaper than the cost of a lawyer,” Hunter said and winked at me. “After that, how about you let us treat you to a drink? It’s the least we can do,” Hunter asked, with an easy charm. He smiled sincerely and I was about to decline until I caught Seth’s expression. He actually wanted his little sister to go and hang out with a bunch of bikers?
“Uh, sure I guess,” I said and then added, “I am on vacation so why not.” Seth smiled and the guys discussed picking up their bikes. Hunter would ride his back to our parents’ house and swap it for his truck. I rode with Seth and agreed to actually go with Hunter once we got to the house. I had to wait a little while for Hunter to get back and I took the opportunity to change into a much more attractive sweater. It was low cut in the front and lilac in color that played off of my violet-colored eyes, making them seem actually purple.
By the time I got back downstairs, Hunter was just getting in.
Chapter 4
Hunter
Jesus. She was going to kill me. Liz was hot. One of the sexiest women I have come across in a long time. She had a sexy hourglass figure. Her fiery red hair framed her face and fell in waves down her back. She had flawless skin that looked airbrushed and delicious-looking, plump pink lips. Her long lashes framed deep blue eyes that captured me the most. I had to remember that this was my new sister, and nothing more. Seth would probably kill me if he knew I had caught a semi while staring at her.
“Hey, you ready to go? The guys are waiting outside,” I asked and Liz nodded with a small smile. I smirked and gestured for her to follow me out to the truck I had parked in the long drive. Our parents had gone big when buying their ‘forever’ home. The house was two stories, but had three wings and a fancy brick façade as well as a wraparound porch. Everything inside had been updated, and spacious as well. Apparently they were expecting the house to be ‘filled with grandkids,’ and such.
“So, where are we going to get drinks?” Liz asked, as I reached to open the passenger door for her. My four-by-four was a big truck and I slid my hands around her waist, to help her up. Sure my hand was a bit lower than her waist and brushed the top of her round ass, but she didn’t complain. I shut the door once she was in the truck and then Charlie yelled at me from down the drive. I waved my hand dismissively at him before I got in and backed down the drive, to follow him and John to the bar. When we got to the dive bar, all the guys were there shooting pool and drinking beers. They cheered when we walked through the doors.
“They’re free! We thought y’all had gotten twenty-five to life!” one of the guys hollered obnoxiously. Another one of the guys eyed Liz, and I stuck by her side and pulled her towards the bar.
“Order anything you like, it’s on my tab,” I said and Liz smiled at me in thanks before she ordered an Old Fashioned from the bartender.
“Just to let you boys know, it’s last call come three thirty,” the bartender said and I nodded. I checked my watch. We still had a good hours’ worth of hanging out to do. I ordered a beer, and while we waited for our drinks, I took the time to get to know Liz a little bit.
“So, you’ve lived in Colorado your whole life, huh?” I asked and Liz nodded.
“Yeah pretty much. I love it there. We get all four seasons and who doesn’t like the mountain air,” Liz said and I chuckled.
“People who live at sea level that’s one,” I said and she rolled her eyes. “But seriously, how come it took you so long to come out here and visit your mom?” I asked. Liz stiffened a little and her brows furrowed.
“What are you trying to say?” she asked and I held my hands up in surrender.
“I’m just telling it how I see it. Ever since your mom moved out here to New York, you haven’t been to see her. You even skipped out on her and dad’s wedding party.” I pointed out and Liz shrugged uncomfortably.
“That party was on my dad’s birthday; she knows why I didn’t come. All the other times I’ve just been too busy with work to arrange a visit across the country,” Liz said vaguely. I knew there was more to it, but I didn’t want to pry and leave a bad impression.
“I get it, and it’s okay, at least you finally made it. My dad and brother will be psyched to meet you,” I said and Liz nodded absently as the bartender had returned with her drink. “Yeah, and you’ll fit right in you know?” I said and she looked at me questioningly as she took a sip of her drink.
“How do you mean?” she asked and I gave her my best charming grin.
“You’re gorgeous, so you’ll match the rest of us,” I said and Liz actually laughed. It was surprised sounding as if she didn’t expect me to be funny.
“Ah, thank you I guess,” she said and I gestured her back to the pool tables where the rest of the guys were.
“And there she is now! Our gorgeous and charming lawyer to the rescue!” Charlie was somehow already drunk and he fell to his knees in front of Liz and kissed her hand. The guys all laughed and made fun of him as Liz was clearly uncomfortable.
“It wasn’t a big deal, really Charlie,” Liz said blandly and the guys laughed harder.
“Everyone, this is my new stepsister. Treat her like she’s your own sister, and no hitting on her,” I announced, much to Liz’s embarrassment. Her cheeks actually got a little rosy.
“I don’t know if I can even pretend that you’re my sister. Liz, you are gorgeous,” one of the guys, Brody, said. I didn’t like the way he was looking at her, and in his drunken state, he was leaning way too close to her. I kicked the pool stick out of his hand and he stumbled forward. I stepped in front of Liz quick enough that he fell against my chest instead of into hers. I grabbed him by his lapels and brought him to eye level with me.
“I said, respect my sister,” the guys had grown silent at my menacing tone. I wasn’t joking around. Brody’s eyes widened and he nodded quickly, before I let him go. The guys all chuckled to play it off, but I kept my glare on Brody until he scurried away to the other end of the pool table. I glanced behind me at Liz, and smirked. “Don’t worry, I got your back babe,” I said, before I winked at her and picked up Brody’s forgotten pool stick. “I’ve got next,” I said and the guys racked up a new game of Pool.
Chapter 5
Liz
It was hard to deny how sexy Hunter was, especially after he had throttled one of his own biker friends for me to get his point across. After that, the guys looked at me in the eyes and treated me with nothing but politeness. After a couple of drinks, I actually started to have fun with them. I showed off my skills at pool and earned a few more points with the guys.
“So this place is about to close for the night. How about we head back home?” Hunter whispered in my ear, and his hot breath tickled my neck, causing me to shiver. I wondered if he had done that on purpose. He’d only stuck to the one beer for the night and I knew he was okay to drive.
“Sure. I am kind of tired,” I said. Hunter took my glass and placed on the bar.
“Cool. We’re out of here then,” Hunter said, and we said bye to his friends before walking out to his truck.
“They are actually a cool bunch of guys,” I said, once we were settled in my truck and on the way back to our parents’ house. Hunter quirked an eyebrow and glanced at me with an amused expression.
“You th
ought they’d be a bunch of beer drinking, only bike talking Neanderthals?” Hunter asked me, and I giggled. Yea, I was definitely tipsy.
“No. I thought they’d be a bunch of beer drinking, only bike talking, delinquent Neanderthals,” I said and Hunter laughed.
“We usually don’t get caught or arrested for the petty stuff we do. We pretty much just keep it to trespassing, but Charlie wanted to test out his ‘tagging’ skills,” Hunter explained with a chuckle. I nodded and then we were pulling into the house’s drive before I knew it.
“Hunter,” I said with a serious tone, and he looked over at me before he got out of the truck. “I’ll fall on my face if you don’t help me out,” I said and Hunter chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you babe,” he said, before he got out of the truck. He walked around to my side and pulled open the door. I turned towards him, stuck my legs out and he leaned in and wrapped his big, strong hands around my waist and slid me out of the truck. I slid down the length of his body and he shut the door behind me before his body pushed mine against the truck. My breath caught in my throat and I looked up into his sky blue eyes. They were intense on my gaze and then before I knew it his lips were closing the distance with mine. My entire body lit up when his soft lips brushed against mine. I didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol or what, but I felt all tingly and goosebumps broke out all over my skin, even though I was wearing a coat.
Hunter’s lips brushed over mine again before he kissed me deeply. His soft, warm lips moved against mine slowly. He picked me up in his hands, squeezed my ass and pushed into my body as he pressed me into his truck. Oh god. He was hard. Against my hip. I could feel him throbbing. His tongue licked my bottom lip before he pulled it in between his teeth and bit down. I gasped against his mouth. Damn, that was hot. Hunter took it as something else. He broke the kiss abruptly, slid me back down to my feet and pulled away from me quicker than my lust and alcohol-dazed mind could register the cool air as he let go of me.
“We shouldn’t do that. We…shouldn’t be doing anything like this Liz,” Hunter said, and then he made an about-face and hurried inside. I followed him in and locked the door behind me, he had already disappeared. I slowly walked from the foyer, up the staircase and to the right, where my mom said my room was. Mine was the last door in the hallway and I undressed as I got closer to the bed and curled up under the blankets in nothing but my panties. My entire body was humming with arousal and I lay awake taking deep breaths for a while, to try and calm myself.
Hunter and I had kissed. It must have meant that he was attracted to me. I had kissed my stepbrother, and he had really nice lips. Eventually fatigue took over, and I fell fast asleep.
***
I was woken by the sound of humming and a shower going. I blinked a few times before opening my eyes completely and sat up. Looking across the bedroom at the door leading to the bathroom, I saw that it was open a bit. Someone was using my bathroom? I got out of bed and hurried to the closet where my suitcase was. I rummaged through it and pulled out an oversized shirt I usually wore to bed. I put it on and then peeked inside the bathroom. My jaw dropped. Hunter was standing in the glass enclosed shower with water cascading down on him and his eyes closed as he washed his shoulder length hair. My eyes travelled the length of his taut and muscular body. Hunter was very defined; I didn’t think there was an ounce of fat on him. Just as my eyes lowered from his taut stomach, Hunter turned around so that I got a full few of his tight butt.
This was so wrong. I should not be peeping on my stepbrother while he was in the shower. I silently backed out of the bathroom and shut the door. But why was he in my bathroom? I tried to shake the image of Hunter naked while I unpacked my suitcase and put together something to wear for the day. Living with him for a week was going to be ridiculously difficult; what with him being completely gorgeous and all.
Chapter 6
Hunter
While I showered, I wondered if Liz knew we shared a Jack and Jill bathroom. This wouldn’t make things any easier for me. What with her taking showers in the room directly next to mine. I needed to make a game plan. I would just spend more time at my shop and get in late enough that I didn’t have to spend much time with her. No staring at her lips, and remembering how good she felt pressed against me last night.
My cock stiffened remembering her warm, hungry mouth. I slid my hand down my body and wrapped it around my shaft and squeezed. My dick throbbed in my hand. Then I heard a noise coming from Liz’s side and I shut off the shower, grabbed and wrapped a towel around my waist.. I opened the joining door and her eyes widened a fraction as they slowly traveled the length of my torso up to catch my gaze.
“Good morning,” I said with a grin. Liz pulled at the hem of her oversized sweatshirt. She looked completely fuck-worthy with her hair all mussed and her eyes still soft with sleep. I wanted to kiss her again and the fact that she wasn’t wearing any pants, and was giving me a great view of her long legs, didn’t help either. My cock stiffened even more and I remembered that I was only wearing a towel.
“Morning… this is a Jack and Jill?” Liz asked huskily. My cock getting even harder. That voice. Jesus. She could just stand there and keep talking and I could get off, to her voice. She glanced past me to the door that led to my room.
I laughed. “Ah, yeah. Imagine that. They stuck us in the rooms with a shared bathroom. You would think this house has enough space for each bedroom to have its own bath,” I said, as I pushed my wet hair out of my face. I resisted the urge to slide my hand down and stroke my shaft, right in front of Liz. I wondered briefly, would she watch or walk away. I was so tempted. My cock was oozing now.
I saw her gaze briefly drop down. Oh yea, now she knew exactly what her effect was having on me. I nearly moaned when he eyes widened slightly and she blushed. Oh baby. Liz sized me again before she licked her lips, then glanced over at the double vanity.
“Are you done with the bathroom?” she asked and I nodded.
“Yep. It’s all yours. Oh, and our parents were hoping to head out for breakfast in about an hour,” I reminded her and she nodded.
“I’ll be ready by then,” she said.
I walked back into my room. I felt her eyes on my ass. I let the towel drop. I heard her sharp of breath. Oh yea, you like that sweetheart? I turned and gave her a brief flash of my body from the front, my hard cock swinging, right before I closed the door.
I smiled and wrapped my hand around my aching shaft. I pumped my hand up and down my dick, fast and with purpose. I needed to get rid of this hard cock, and fast. I pictured Liz in the shower, as hot water pulsed against her body and her nipples swelling and getting hard.
Moaning, I squeezed my other hand around my balls. I imagined Liz listening to me through the door and I stroked faster so she could hear my skin slapping and would know what I was doing. It fueled my arousal picturing her getting turned on to what she could hear. My spine tingled and my thighs tightened up. I stood over the towel and stroked my dick faster. I moaned out her name, “Liz.” And shot all over the towel on the floor.
I heard what sounded like running away from the door and then the showered started up. I smiled. Yea, she had heard me. I picked up the towel and threw it in my laundry basket. I’m not a slob. I pick up after myself. I dressed in a black t-shirt, black pullover, black jeans and my usual black combat boots and left my bedroom. I wasn’t shaving today. My hair would air dry before we left the house. I headed downstairs with coffee in my near future.
“Hey Hunt, eventful evening?” my brother Caleb asked as I entered the kitchen. He was sitting at the long, granite counter island, drinking coffee with my dad and Vee. He smirked. I rolled my eyes at him.
I walked over to the coffee machine, picked up the mug beside it and poured a cup of the morning elixir my body was craving ferociously. Only second to my craving for Liz. I turned to my stepmother. “Vee, I’m so sorry I had to call you like that last night. I swear it’s nothing you’ll have to d
eal with again. Thank you for sending Liz. She was a god-send,” I said. I walked over to her at the island, she smiled at me. I gave her a tight hug and kiss on both cheeks.
“It’s all right Hunter. I know you know better. You were just lucky that my daughter had gotten in when she did,” Vee said. I smirked. Yes, I was lucky that Liz had showed up when she did. Since I had met Liz, I realized she and her mother shared a lot of similar features, like their eyes and face, only Vee had a more strawberry-blonde hair color and Liz had bright red hair. I glanced over at my father, who was putting sugar into his coffee near the coffee machine. He gave me that look, the one that said, ‘we need to talk. What you pulled last night wasn’t okay.’ I nodded at him, acknowledging and acquiescing my agreement.
“She was a big help. She actually got everything dropped for us and we were just let right out,” I said, and Vee seemed immensely pleased.
“Really? That’s great! I knew she’d come through for you guys,” she said, and I nodded while I walked over to the coffee machine. My dad was still slowly stirring his coffee. He looked more like Caleb than he did me. They both had the classic good looks, kind of like Seth, with the square jaw, straight nose, and intense brows. My dad had black hair like me though, where Caleb’s hair was lighter brown, like our mother’s had been. We all shared the same blue eyes though.
“I don’t have to lecture you like a delinquent teenager, do I?” My father asked in a low voice, so Vee couldn’t hear us. Caleb had struck up conversation with her and she was distracted enough.
“No, Pop. You know me. This isn’t going to be a regular thing,” I said and held back my exasperation. I didn’t need him to lecture me at all. I knew right from wrong. Landing in jail was definitely wrong.
“Then you got your stepsister, whom none of us have even met yet, go and bail you out of jail. What a great first impression of us Hunter.” I did sigh then, and glanced over at the stairs as Liz came down. She was wearing a loose sweater dress that fell down to her knees and outlined her body just enough. It was a silvery grey color and her hair was down around her shoulders again. She wore nude colored stockings underneath the dress and knee high black boots. Did she always have to look completely sexy?