Owning Beauty (Taking Beauty Trilogy Book 3)

by Nikki Wild

  Besides, sleeping without the jeans would be much more comfortable. And I usually just slept in my boxers at home, anyway. But with the chill in the cabin, I wasn’t going to take much else off. Besides, I was sharing a bed with my step-sister; there was a limit!

  As Sarah crawled beneath the thin blanket, I tossed a few more logs onto the fire. Hopefully that would be enough to burn throughout the night and not have us turn into popsicles. Once that was done, I turned back to the bed to see Sarah grinning at me, the blanket up to her chin.

  I took a deep breath, then walked over to the other side of the bed. This would be the first time I’d spent the night with a girl, just sleeping. This would definitely be interesting, but at least it was only for one night.

  I hoped.

  Sarah

  I’d expected to be up half the night, tossing and turning as I tried to sleep. Instead, it seemed like I was out the moment my eyes shut. I barely even noticed Nathan next to me in the bed. That is, until I woke up the next morning as the sun shone through window.

  For the first few moments, I couldn’t figure out where I was. I blinked a few times, trying to get my brain to focus. The first thing I noticed was the warmth beneath me, the gentle rising and falling. Then, there was the arm around my shoulders.

  My eyes shot open and I looked up at Nathan’s sleeping face. I was laying on his chest, snuggled against his side, and his arm around me. I took a deep breath to keep from panicking. I’d never shared a bed with a guy before, and I certainly hadn’t expected this to happen.

  The worst part was when I looked down and saw a very obvious tent where his crotch would be. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! It wasn’t a tiny tent either, which just made my brain go into overdrive as my heart began to pound.

  Was he getting turned on by me? I knew he wouldn’t actually try anything, but I hadn’t expected him to get horny from it!

  But as I stared at it, something began to stir inside me. The closest I’d ever come to a hard cock was in the trashy romance novels I couldn’t stop reading. Now there was a real live one, only a few inches away, covered only by a thin blanket and an even thinner pair of boxers.

  Carefully, I lifted the blanket, just enough to peer beneath it. My breath caught in my throat. Sometime during the night, Nathan had come out of his boxers, and now he was completely exposed. His stiff member stood straight up out of the fly.

  I stared at it, unable to move, unable to breath, unable to even think. This was the first time I’d ever seen a real penis, outside of health classes and the few pornos I’d seen. To top it off, it was Nathan’s cock, my own step-brother. The one person I wasn’t supposed to see like this.

  Nathan shifted and I dropped the blanket, closing my eyes to pretend I was still sleeping. It wasn’t until he began to move that I opened my eyes, rubbing them gently as if I’d just woken up.

  “Morning,” Nathan said, stretching his arms above his head.

  “M..morning.” The word barely made it out of my mouth. My throat was so dry, I could barely breathe, let alone speak. My eyes were drawn back to the tent beneath the sheet almost immediately, despite my best efforts.

  Nathan must’ve noticed my gaze, since he shifted, reaching beneath the blanket to adjust himself until the tent was no longer standing straight up. “Sorry,” he said, his face bright red now. “The damn thing has a mind of its own in the mornings.”

  I nodded and offered him a shaky smile. “Yeah, no problem.”

  I swung my legs out of the bed, then quickly grabbed my jeans and shimmied into them. The fire had died down over the night, and the room was quite chilly, a stark contrast from being beneath the blanket and snuggled up with Nathan.

  Nathan did the same thing, and I couldn’t help but watch as he walked across the room to where he’d left his jeans. He’d adjusted himself so he was no longer sticking out the fly, but the outline of his stiff cock was still very much evident in his boxers. He had it down the right leg of his boxers, the cloth just barely coming down far enough to cover the head.

  I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, unable to take my eyes off him. Why did the first guy I saw like this have to be my step-brother?

  As he slipped his jeans on, I fought to get myself under control. I couldn’t let him see me like this. We’d just shared a bed; I doubted he’d be very happy with me if he found out I was checking him out. Nor did I want him to realize I’d never seen a guy in that state before. He’d probably start treating me like a little kid if he found out I was a complete virgin still.

  Even with his jeans back on though, I could still make out the outline of his manhood.

  “I’d suggest a shower if it wasn’t going to be freezing,” he said grinning at me.

  I blinked at him a few times, trying to decipher what he’d said. My brain still seemed to be frozen, and it wasn’t because of the weather. “Y..yeah…” I stuttered out.

  Nathan walked over and hooked his arm around my neck, giving me a playful hug. “Sounds like you might need a shower just to wake up!” he said, laughing.

  I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. “Hey, I’m not the one who needs a cold shower to calm down.”

  “Ohh, touché,” Nathan said, mock wincing. “Sounds like someone’s a little jealous. Not used to seeing a real man?”

  I looked him up and down, then smirked. “I still don’t see one.”

  Nathan messed with my hair, then gently pushed me away. “Keep it up, and I’ll show you a real man.”

  “You can try!” I stuck my tongue at him.

  Apparently, that was the wrong response, since he ended up chasing me around the cabin in mock anger. I laughed and squealed as I circled the tiny cabin, trying to keep out of his reach. I’d just approached the bed when he tackled me, both of us landing on the soft mattress.

  He pinned me down, holding my hands above my head, both of us gasping for air. “So, what were you saying?” he asked, smirking down at me.

  I stuck out my tongue, then smirked right back at him. That just earned me more punishment, since he held both of my wrists with one hand now, then began tickling my ribs with the free hand. I squealed and squirmed, trying to break free, but it was no use.

  “Stop!” I yelled between my giggles. “Come on, Nathan!”

  “Say you’re sorry.” His grin broadened. “Then maybe I’ll let you go!”

  I held out for only a few more moments before my willpower broke. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You’re a real, man okay? Just let me go!”

  Nathan was relentless. He continued tickling me until I thought I might pee myself. Then, finally, he stopped, though he didn’t let me go just yet. He kept me pinned on the bed, a wicked grin on his face, the corners of his eyes crinkling with amusement.

  “Jackass,” I said as I struggled to catch my breath.

  “Hey, you started it.”

  For a few moments, we just stared at each other. Even once my breathing was back to normal, he still didn’t release me. Then, I became acutely aware of his hard cock pressing into my leg, making me suck in a breath. There was no way that was just morning wood, not now.

  Slowly, Nathan’s head seemed to inch closer to mine. I held my breath, my heart pounding, threatening to break free. Was he going to kiss me? For some reason, I wasn’t appalled at the idea. Instead, I was intrigued. What would it be like to kiss him? Was he a good kisser? Would I be a good kisser?

  Outside of a few innocent kisses in my youth, I’d never even kissed a guy. Well, unless you counted when Nathan’s friend tried to shove his tongue down my throat, which I didn’t.

  I knew I should’ve been repulsed by the idea of kissing Nathan, but I wasn’t. Rather, I wanted him to do it. I wanted to see what it was like to really kiss a guy, especially one as kind and caring as Nathan.

  Time slowed to a crawl as he began to inch closer and closer to me. I wanted him to just hurry up and do it, but I was frozen in place, unable to speak or move. I was helpless, his to do with what he pleased. An
d I couldn’t have been happier.

  Finally, his lips pressed against mine and star appeared before my eyes. He didn’t try to stick his tongue in my mouth or even try to touch me. He just kept his lips firmly against me, his eyes locked onto mine. His hard cock was still pressed against my leg as well, making my entire world start to spin. I closed my eyes and pushed back against him.

  Then, in the blink of my eye, his touch was gone. When I opened my eyes, he was standing a few feet away, facing away from me. I stared at him, my breath caught in my chest. What had happened? Why did he pull away like that? Had I done something wrong?

  “I…I’m sorry,” he said, still not looking at me. “I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry.”

  I stared at his back, unsure what to say. Why was he sorry? It wasn’t like I’d tried to push him away or even ask him to stop. Had I really been that bad at kissing? Or was he just repulsed by the idea of having just kissed his step-sister?

  He ran his hand through his hair, then started pacing. I could just make out what he was saying under his breath. “God, I’m such an idiot. Such a fucking idiot. After what you said last night about guys who couldn’t keep their hands off you…. And now I fucking kissed you. God I’m such a fucking idiot.”

  “Nathan.” He didn’t react at all, just kept pacing and muttering to himself. “Nathan!”

  That time I got his attention. He froze and stared at me, looking like the proverbial deer in headlights.

  “Will you relax? It’s not a big deal.” I took a deep breath and stood up, adjusting my clothing.

  “I’m not mad or anything. It just… it just happened, right? No big deal.”

  I tried to convince myself that everything I said was true, but I couldn’t stop thinking about his lips pressed against mine. I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing his hard cock beneath the blankets. I couldn’t stop thinking about all the things I wanted to do with him, if only he wasn’t my step-brother.

  “Are…. Are you sure?” he asked, his eyes darting around the room. He looked almost like a scared rabbit, one who’d just caught sight of a fox.

  “Yeah, totally.” I went over to my bag and pulled out a hairbrush. I needed something to do, anything that wasn’t just sitting there staring at Nathan. “No big deal. Let’s just forget it happened, okay?”

  “Yeah, okay.” He nodded, but still didn’t seem convinced.

  I watched as he went over and stared out the window again, no doubt hoping for a sign someone might be coming to rescue us soon.

  Part of me hoped someone would be walking up to the cabin right that moment. Yet, another part of me hoped we’d have some more time together. Despite essentially being trapped in this cabin, it really wasn’t that bad. We could use some better food, sure, but there were worse people to be trapped with.

  For a few minutes, I just watched Nathan, briefly wondering what he looked like beneath all those layers. I’d gotten a fairly good look at his lower half, including his muscular thighs, but I hadn’t been able to focus on much besides his stiff cock.

  Was his entire body as muscular as I thought it was? I’d seen him shirtless and in bathing suits over the years we’d lived together, but I’d never paid much attention to him. Now though, I couldn’t recall those memories to save my life. If It hadn’t been so cold out, maybe I’d have gotten to a see a bit more flesh, but the chances of that happening now were pretty slim. He was bound to be guarded and closed off, not risking another encounter like we’d just had.

  If only I’d had the courage to tell him I’d actually liked the kiss.

  Nathan

  There still wasn’t any sign of life on this mountain. I couldn’t even see any tire tracks on the road. It looked like no one had come up this way after us.

  The snow was still falling pretty heavily, but the wind didn’t seem as bad as yesterday. Maybe that was a good sign, I thought. Surely someone with a heavy duty truck was brave enough to traverse these roads. Then they’d find us and rescue us. Then we could get to the resort and forget this ever happened.

  Yeah, like you’ll ever be able to forget that kiss, a perverse part of my brain interjected.

  The worst part was, it was right. When I’d been leaning over her like that, all I wanted to do was kiss her. I’d wanted to taste her, to feel the soft touch of those puffy red lips against mine. And I’d let my stupid cock convince me to just do it.

  Now look where we were.

  I couldn’t even bring myself to look at Sarah. How could I have taken advantage of her like that? She’d told me last night how much she hated guys always trying to have their way with her. She’d avoided having a party just because she hadn’t wanted guys to be all over her.

  And now I was the one all over her. Who knows what I’d have done if I hadn’t snapped out of it at that moment.

  Even worse, a small part of me didn’t regret it at all. The moment my lips touched hers, it was like a dam broke loose inside me, fireworks rocketing through my entire body. I’d never felt like that when I kissed a girl. We weren’t even making out and she’d made me lose my mind.

  What was it about Sarah that had me so on edge? Even now, my cock was rock hard, pressing against my jeans, straining to break free.

  At first, it had just been morning wood. There was rarely a morning I’d wake up without my cock being rock hard. Usually, it was gone less than ten minutes later after I’d had my first piss of the day. And it had disappeared briefly as Sarah and I had run around the cabin.

  But the moment I had her beneath me, her arms held above her head and her entire body mine for the taking, it’d come right back to life. As she’d squirmed beneath me, laughing and yelling from being tickled, it’d just gotten harder.

  And when we’d finally kissed? I thought I might come in my pants without even touching myself.

  There was just something about her that seemed to go right through me. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. And no matter how hard I tried to suppress it, no matter how hard I tried to shove it back down, all I could think about was Sarah.

  What the hell was wrong with me?

  She was my step-sister, for crying out loud. I’d convinced her to come on this trip. It was my job to look after her, to protect her. Not to come on to her like the horny men she hated so much.

  God, I was surprised she could even look at me now. I could barely look at my own reflection in the glass, let alone look at her. Staring out at the unchanging snow was a better option than turning around and facing her right then.

  But of course, she wasn’t going to have any of that. She came and stood right next to me, staring out the window along with me. Briefly, I wondered what my chancing of making it up to the resort by nightfall were if I left right then.

  “Doesn’t look like anyone’s been by,” Sarah said, breaking the silence. “Think anyone will soon?”

  I shrugged, it didn’t seem likely, but I didn’t want to say that out loud. “I’m sure someone will come by soon. The snow’s not too bad today. Maybe we’ll be up at the lodge by lunch time, enjoying a nice meal by the fire.”

  Sarah snorted. “At this point, a roadside diner would be better than what we’ve got to eat here.”

  “That’s true,” I said with a laugh. “If we are here for lunch, I hope to God we can find something better to eat besides that disgusting chili.”

  “Me too!”

  For a few moments, things seemed back to normal. Then I looked over at Sarah, the light reflecting off her eyes, and was right back where I had been. I wanted to push her up against the window and kiss her again. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and hold her tight against me, never letting go.

  I couldn’t do that though, so I walked away to the kitchen and started rummaging through the different cans of food. It was stupid, but it was better than staring at Sarah, wicked thoughts running through my head.

  “Well, there’s a few different things, but not a whole lot.” I frowned at the cans. None of the options seem
ed particularly good, and that wasn’t counting the nasty shit we’d eaten last night. “There’s two other brands of chili. A can of peas. Some creamed corn.” I picked up one can, then winced and shoved it back into the cabinet. “And some Vienna sausages.”

  Sarah shuddered, and I doubted it was from the cold. “God, whoever owns this place has the worst taste in food.”

  “Right?” The guy who used this place must’ve brought up food with him whenever he visited. I doubted anyone could survive for long on the miniscule selection we had right now. “Maybe one of the other types of chili will be better? They can’t all taste that bad, can they?”

  “Do you really wanna test your luck?” she asked, smirking at me.

  “Well, it’s either that or we eat those Vienna sausages. And the last time I ate Vienna sausages, I nearly puked.”

  “When have you ever eaten Vienna sausages?” She put her hands on my hips. Her eyes seemed to drill right through me as she waited for an answer.

  “It was when I was thirteen, okay?” I stuffed the food back into the cabinet, then shut it. “I was sleeping over a friend’s house and we were played truth or dare. They dared me to eat an entire can of the shit. I was young and stupid so I figured it would be easy. Boy was I wrong!”

  I shuddered at the memory. It’d taken me nearly a week to get that taste out of my mouth. I’d even considered sneaking into my father’s alcohol stash just to get the taste out of my mouth. I’d spent many nights just poking at my food, not able to stomach much at all.

  “So you’re welcomed to them, if you want. I’d rather eat that can of peas!”

  Sarah laughed and shook her head before walking back over to the fire. It’d almost completely died out over the night, so she tossed a few of the logs on to get it going again. I couldn’t blame her. Even with the sun having risen again, it wasn’t much warmer than it had been last night.

  “So, what should we do?” I asked, leaning against the counter in the kitchen. “I don’t fancy just sitting around twiddling my thumbs while we wait for someone to show up.”