Mess With My Stepbrother

Chapter 8

Lily

Ethan drives himself into me deeper with each stroke. He woke me up with his head between my legs at the crack of dawn and then set me up on his lap to ride him. He’s been a very patient teacher, I must say. When I lose my rhythm, he fucks up into me from below. I moan and wrap my legs around his waist, encouraging him to go faster. He obliges, grunting with satisfaction as he hits that spot inside me that makes me see stars. He’s been inside me for what seems like hours, waking me repeatedly during the night to slide himself back inside me. I’m sore, but also starved for him. I don’t want this to end. He was right. I love his cock. Love the stretch and burn of it inside me. Love hearing those sexy noises he makes while he works me over.

What I don't hear until it is too late is the horrified gasp from my stepmother as she flings the tent flap back and finds us naked and tangled, screwing like bunnies.

It takes Ethan a moment to realize something is wrong. He gives me a few hard strokes that have me moaning like a whore in front of his mom. I’m mortified, but mere seconds later he realizes what’s happening and flips our positions so he can hide me from view, but this might be worse. I peep over his shoulder and catch the way her eyes widen, her face pales, and then she starts screaming at the top of her lungs. "What the hell are you doing with your sister?!"

"Get out!"

"She's your sister!"

"Stepsister." His jaw tenses along with everything else. He's crushing me into the sleeping bag. Mom, get out! Give us a minute."

"Ethan Matthew, I swear to God..."

I bury my face in the crook of his neck and pray for the ground to swallow us up. The cat not only got out of the bag, it shredded its way out.

"Sarah, what's going on, here?" Oh, shit. My dad must've realized something was going on.

Ethan wraps me in the sleeping bag like a burrito, then grabs for his basketball shorts. "Mom, I love you. Now, get the fuck out of my tent and give us a minute."

Shockingly, it's my dad who finally gets Sarah calmed down and moves her away from the tent. "You've got five minutes to get dressed or I'm turning her loose." He walks Sarah away from the tent, muttering under his breath.

I'm horrified. Not only do our parents know about us, they actually caught us having sex. "Oh, shit, shit, shit. What do we do, now?"

Ethan wraps a big hand around the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. "Trust me, I'll take care of it."

"How?" I ask. “How do we fix this?”

"We'll just tell them the truth," Ethan replies, giving me a reassuring look as he hands me my clothes. "Get dressed before they decide to come back." I nod numbly and start fumbling my way into yesterday's clothes. Talk about a walk of shame moment.

After getting dressed we go outside to find Sarah and my dad by the firepit, whispering furiously back and forth. There's a set of crutches propped up by Sarah's hip. They stop whispering to stare at us with somber expressions. Well, Sarah looks somber. My dad looks furious. "Okay, would one of you like to explain what the hell's going on," Dad begins, his voice low and steady. "Because I know this isn't what I think it is." He glances from Ethan to me, then back again.

Ethan takes my hand, lacing our fingers. "Nothing happened till last night, but there's been feelings there for some time now. We've tried to fight it, but it's gotten too strong. We love each other."

"We do?" I ask, feeling a surge of emotions rise in my chest. Despite the embarrassment of being caught red handed by our parents, being claimed publicly by him makes me feel light as air. This really will be okay because he won't allow it to turn out any other way.

"Yes, we do." Ethan smiles at me.

My father lets out a long sigh. "That's all well and good, but you two have to understand the seriousness of this situation. What will people think? What will they say? She’s your sister for God’s sake."

“Stepsister.” Sarah stretches out her bad leg and snorts. "Probably what they've been saying for years."

My dad's head whips around. "What are you talking about?"

"Half the town thinks they're together already." "Is that true?" He asks.

"It wasn't, but it is, now," Ethan says without hesitation. "And we love you both but we're adults now, and we want to be together."

Dad's face has gone a dangerous shade of red and the veins are standing out on his temple. "What will happen to our family? Did you two think of us at all?"

"I don't want to upset you, Daniel, but we're going to be together," Ethan insists. “Nothing will happen to our family if we don’t let it.”

"And what about school?"

Ethan shrugs. "I've got one semester left and I already planned to finish it with online classes. I was moving home before anything happened. We can find a place and move in together." He looks down at me. "If you want to, that is." I can only nod. The future he's painting is overwhelming in the best ways. I've loved him for years, but never imagined I could have him.

"Alright. That's fine for you, but what about Lily's education? She's not going to drop out of school to play house with you."

"I don't expect her to. She can do whatever she wants. I'll support her no matter what."

Dad takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. His eyes stray to our entwined hands. "There's no stopping this, is there?"