Savage Urges

by Poppy Deveaux

  This stepsister was supposedly a liberal arts student at NYU. When he heard that bit of information, he figured that she was probably one of those artsy fartsy girls who liked to hang out with hipsters in dive bars in the East Village or maybe in the gentrified areas in Brooklyn. Those weren’t the types of girls that Gareth usually went for, so he wasn’t exactly sure where he should take her to break the ice.

  He was about three years older than his soon-to-be stepsister. But he was still somewhat nervous about meeting her. She probably figures that I’m some spoiled brat, he thought. It might have seemed strange to most people but Gareth had always been insecure about his family’s money. He could never tell who he should trust and let into his life, especially when it came to women. That’s why he would often test them by acting like a jerk. But that usually just led to hurt feelings and lots of bitterness.

  So he tried turning over a new leaf by being honest with women from the start and limiting himself to hookup apps such as Tindr. That was fun for a while. Yet it always seemed that once the women learned of his immense wealth, they would immediately try to turn the relationship into something besides just a hook up. And even the relationships that managed to just stay at the hookup stage soon became boring. It all seemed so empty. He wondered if he would ever meet someone that he would actually enjoy spending time with.

  He checked his watch and realized that he needed to head out soon, if he was going to make it through traffic to the midtown restaurant where he had made the dinner reservation. It seemed a bit odd to be going to a nice restaurant with someone he had never met before and someone who would soon be his family member. But he still had the urge to impress her right from the start.

  Yeah, she’ll definitely be impressed with Avra, he said to himself with a smile. A couple of his friends texted to ask what he was doing for the night. There was a rooftop party down in Greenwich Village. That was the kind of event that Gareth was usually more than happy to attend. He didn't know how to explain to his friends that he would be meeting his would be stepsister on a Saturday night. They probably wouldn’t have believed him anyway. Or they would have made some cruel sexual jokes. He didn’t feel like dealing with any of that so he just told them that he was sick.

  Two knocks on the door of his apartment startled him. He hadn’t buzzed anyone in. Who would be visiting him unannounced like that? He had a bad feeling about who it could be. But he didn’t want to pretend like he wasn’t home. That would be rude and immature. Not his style at all.

  And who did he see standing in the hallway? A tall, leggy seductive blond with an Australian accent. She had on a big coat and high heels. From the smile on her face it was clear why she had come over.

  Gareth smiled and shook his head. “Come in, Sophia,” he said reluctantly. He would have preferred to turn her away, tell her that he was too busy. But he had never been a very good liar, particularly with women. They always seemed capable of seeing through whatever deception he tried to put forth on them.

  The attractive blond, about twenty-five years old with electric blue eyes, sauntered into the apartment as if she owned the place. She had slept over a few times. They’d had fun together but it had been awhile since they’d spoken. And there she was popping up on a Saturday night.

  “I haven’t heard from you in a while,” Sofia said. “I hope you haven’t been running around with any other girls.”

  Gareth hesitated before answering. He couldn’t stand clingy girls. And he couldn’t stand girls who worried about the other girls in his life. Big turn off. He liked women who had the self-confidence not to give a damn who else he was dating.

  He expected her to take her coat off and sit down on the couch. But instead she stood in the middle of the luxurious apartment staring at him. He didn’t have time for the teasing sexual games. Not tonight, at least. On another occasion he might have played along. He remembered holding her sweet ass in his hands while he pumped his cock into her. They had both come multiple times that evening. Things had gotten quite primal between them. It was one of the rare times that he actually got lost in the moment and enjoyed himself with a woman.

  Yeah, he remembered all that. But he still wasn’t going to let himself be seduced by her. Clingy girls who came over to your place unannounced were the worst. And often times they would end up being crazy, like Cameron Diaz in Vanilla Sky crazy. That movie had given him nightmares the last time he saw it. He still didn’t know what to make of it.

  “There might be,” Sofia said in her most seductive voice. Then she began walking towards him. And as she did, she slowly peeled off the coat. What it revealed got Gareth’s cock pulsating in his pants.

  She was wearing nothing but lingerie, black lingerie. The color contrasted beautifully with her slightly tanned skin. She had sexy legs. And for such a tall woman she had full, perky breasts.

  This is not what Gareth wanted to deal with. Not tonight, definitely not tonight. That’s what he kept saying to himself. But neither his dick nor Sofia cared anything about his best intentions.

  “What do you think of my outfit?” She asked. She let the large coat drop to the floor.

  “You might catch cold on a night like this in such a skimpy outfit.”

  “Oh, I think that I’ll be just fine, baby.”

  He expected her to come towards him. He may have even wanted her to. Instead she sat down on the couch and crossed her legs and stared at him.

  Gareth shook his head and smiled. What ridiculous a situation, he thought. I actually have to turn a beautiful girl away. A beautiful girl who’s just throwing herself at me. What is my life coming to? He wondered.

  “Are you going to ask me if I want a drink?”

  “Sofia, I’m really sorry. But I am not going to be able to party tonight.”

  The smile disappeared from the leggy, blonde’s face. She glared at him.

  “It’s nothing personal. Really. But I’ve got some family stuff that I have to take care of.”

  Sofia didn’t say anything for a moment. But eventually, she sighed and got off the couch to retrieve her coat.

  Gareth felt bad about having to ask her to leave. That’s not the kind of thing that happens to beautiful blondes with Aussie accents. She was the kind of woman that men were constantly throwing themselves at. So many guys would have killed to find themselves in his position. And here was kicking the girl out of his place, after she had taken the time to visit him unannounced wearing nothing but sexy lingerie.

  “I knew I should have called before I came over,” Sofia said as she bent down to pick up her coat.

  “It’s not you. Really it isn’t.”

  “It’s fine. But just out of curiosity what kind of family thing do you have to do?”

  Gareth stared at her for a moment before responding. She’s not crazy enough to ask if she could go with me, is she? He wondered. He quickly brushed that thought away. He didn't think that she could be that nuts. But he still knew that it was best to proceed with caution.

  “I’m meeting my stepsister.”

  Sofia smirked at him. “Does she fuck you better than I do?”

  Gareth stared at her with wide-open eyes. He couldn’t believe what she had just said.

  “What?”

  Sofia took three steps closer and pressed her body into his. Then she reached down and grabbed the hard bulge in his pants. Gareth opened his mouth wide and sighed with pleasure.

  “Does she lick around the head of your cock like I do? And take it deep down her throat.”

  This was too much for Gareth. He had the sudden urge to strip off his pants and let her blow him in the middle of the apartment. But apparently Sofia had other ideas. Just when he thought they were going to start ripping each other’s clothes off, Sofia sauntered past him towards the door.

  “Maybe we can do something next week?” Gareth said.

  “Haha,” Sofia cackled. “You had your chance, baby. You won’t see me back here anymore.”

  Gareth let her ou
t of the apartment. Before disappearing down the hallway, she turned towards him and kissed him softly on the lips.

  “Have fun with your stepsister.”

  Gareth stood in the doorway for a few moments, watching the sway of Sofia’s hips as she walked languidly down the hallway to the elevator. He couldn’t quite believe what he had just done. Had he really let such a nice piece of ass, Aussie ass no less, get away like that? And it was all for a stepsister that he had never met. He shook his head and slammed the door shut. Ten minutes later he headed out to the upscale Greek restaurant to meet the future stepsister that had already messed up his evening.

  Before heading out, he had even considered canceling at the last minute and chasing after Sofia. She had probably wandered to one of the upscale bars in the neighborhood to drink and act slutty, teasing man after man only to end the night drunk, alone and in tears. She didn’t seem like the kind of girl who was used to dealing with a lot of rejection and with good reason. There weren't too many guys foolish enough to refuse her advances.

  For the first few minutes they both hid behind their menus. Cathleen had no idea that they were coming to such a nice restaurant. She didn’t feel completely underdressed but if she had known that they were coming to this upscale spot, she would have definitely worn something different.

  But her less than formal attire didn’t seem to bother Gareth. His hungry eyes revealed that he was clearly pleased with the feisty girl who sat across from him. At first his gaze was a bit too insistent for Cathleen, even though she had to admit that she was already very impressed by him.

  After they ordered and the menus were taken away, they finally had to talk to each other. The conversation began awkwardly but soon they were talking about where they had grown up. Just regular getting to know you stuff. No big deal. But just underneath the surface of all that innocuous small talk, sexual tension simmered.

  It was undeniable. Cathleen’s body sizzled with excitement. It had been a long time since she had felt like this. Too long. Far too long. Cathleen crossed, then recrossed her legs under the table. Her fingers stroked up and down the martini straw. She licked her lips and batted her lashes. Gareth was eating up every second of this. He could feel his cock tingling in his pants. Damn, I had no idea that she would be so sexy, he thought.

  “You really pick up girls on that site? Like for real?” Cathleen asked.

  “It’s not a big deal. I did it for a few months,” Gareth replied.

  “Did you find love?”

  “No, and that’s not usually why people sign up for hookup apps. But I did find what I was looking for.”

  “And that was?”

  “A nice piece of ass,” Gareth said.

  Cathleen didn’t blush or lower her head. She stared into Gareth's sultry green eyes.

  “Is that right?” She asked. “Maybe, I'm missing out on something.”

  “Not really,” Gareth said. He seemed a bit surprised by her attitude. He probably expected her to be jealous or angry. But Cathleen had played it very calm, even nonchalant.

  “So you invite random girls to your penthouse apartment and hook up with them?”

  “Like I said that’s what I used to do. I’m a changed man these days.”

  Cathleen eyed him suspiciously. This future stepbrother of hers was getting more interesting by the minute. As she was about to get lost in his dreamy green eyes yet again she remembered something that had been bothering her.

  “You aren’t some spoiled rich kid who lives off his daddy's money are you?”

  Gareth wasn’t used to women challenging him so directly. Yet it didn’t bother him. He actually kind of liked it.

  “You don’t hold back do you?” He responded.

  He took a long slip on his beer and eyed her the whole time. She also kept her eyes fixed on him. They were both enjoying the mounting sexual tension. Cathleen didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to play it cool. She could feel a surge of animal lust welling up in her chest. She could feel the dampness between her legs. Cathleen’s fingers stroked up and down the straw.

  “I’ll answer your question, if you agree to tell me some juicy details about your love life. How about that?”

  Cathleen reluctantly agreed. While she definitely wanted to know more about him, she was a little hesitant to reveal any really personal details about herself. She was worried that he would pick up on her lack of experience. She wasn’t a virgin. But she hadn't had the mind-blowing sex that she had heard so many women rave about. She had never been driven mad, absolutely insane by a man’s cock thrust in and out of her. She wanted to feel that. She desperately did. And she wanted to feel that mind-blowing sensation with the hot man sitting directly across from her, smirking in the sexiest, cockiest way.

  But it wasn’t right. There would be hell to pay if they ever got together. Her mother would kill her. And she was sure that Gareth’s father wouldn’t be too thrilled about it either.

  “No, I’m not some spoiled rich kid who mooches off his father. But yes I did grow up in the lap of luxury on the Upper East Side. And I’m not going to apologize for the wealth that my family has created over generations.”

  “So what do you do to support yourself?”

  “I worked as a stockbroker for a few years after I graduated from Yale. But I hated every minute of it.”

  Cathleen was stunned when she heard the word Yale. So not only was he hot, but he was also brilliant. She attended NYU and had always done well in school so she wasn’t easily intimidated. But even she had to take a step back when she learned that he had gone to such a prestigious institution.

  “Right now I’m really interested in finding young entrepreneurs that are looking for startup capital.”

  Cathleen’s eyes opened wide. Had she really just heard that right? This was shaping out to be a perfect evening. She quickly got control of her emotions. She didn’t want him to think that she was desperate for money or anything like that. Sure, her business was in need of capital but there was hardly anything strange about that.

  “You wouldn’t happen to know any up and coming entrepreneurs, would you?” Gareth asked with a smile.

  Cathleen wasn’t sure what to make of the question. He knew that she was running her own business. Was he making fun of her? Or maybe he was just teasing her, trying to find out whether or not she was desperate.

  “I might know a few people,” she said.

  “That’s interesting,” Gareth replied. “But I was hoping that you would be able to tell me a little something about your business. From what my father told me things have been going really well.”

  Cathleen was a little annoyed by the reminder that people in the family seemed to be constantly talking about her behind her back, even if they were saying positive things.

  Rather than worrying about that, she told him the story behind the business: she had grown up loving her grandma’s homemade fruit pies. And she had never been able to forget how calm and at peace her grandma had seemed while baking. That calmness would turn to pure joy when she served the tasty treats to beloved family members.

  “I didn’t know what exactly I wanted to do,” Cathleen said. “But I wanted that feeling. That joy.”

  “Well, I would be honored to invest a little money in your business. Truly honored.”

  Cathleen’s face lit up. “Do you always make those kinds of offers to people you hardly know?”

  Gareth shook his head and smiled wryly. “Only if I have a feeling that the person is going to be someone special in my life.”

  Cathleen blushed. She couldn’t help it. His response was absolutely perfect. Normally, she would have been hesitant to accept such an offer. But there was something about her future stepbrother’s demeanor that put her at ease. She barely knew him but she already felt like there was a connection between them. She already felt like this relationship had the potential to grow into something that she would have never have imagined. That both scared her and excited her.
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  “This isn’t something that your father told you to do, right?”

  Gareth didn’t answer right away. He stared at her with a quizzical expression.

  “You don’t think that your business is worth investing in?”

  “No, no. It’s not that,” she said.

  “Because if you don’t want my investment capital, I’m sure that I’ll be able to find someone else willing to take it.”

  Cathleen was about to hop out of her chair and begin pleading with him to forgive her. Of course she wanted that money. Of course she needed it.

  Fortunately there was no need for her to take such drastic action. Gareth smiled warmly and extended his hands across the table. He put his large hands on top of hers. Electric sparks shot through Cathleen’s body. This was unlike any connection that she had ever experienced.