Mess With My Stepbrother

Chapter 9

This time I answer. "No, Dad, there's not. Ethan's the best man I know, besides you. Please try to be happy for us."

That seems to take some of the wind out of his sails. His shoulders slump as he looks at Sarah. "You were right. I wasn't paying enough attention."

Sarah just looks smug, but not entirely displeased. "I told you so." She scratches at the tape above her ankle. "I knew leaving them alone was a bad idea, but it's too late now."

I venture a little closer to where they're sitting, pulling Ethan along with me. "Was it broken?"

Sarah frowns as she shakes her head. "No, just a sprain, thank goodness."

"They told her to stay off it for a few days, but we wanted to get back here before anything happened to you two. Looks like we should've hurried."

I glanced up at my dad from under my lashes. "Will you guys forgive us?"

He glances at my stepmom who nods. They've always done that weird, silent communication thing. "We wish you hadn't done this during our camping trip, but... we love you both very much. And if you really believe this is the right path for both of you, then we won't stand in your way." He rubs his forehead, a tired smile playing on his lips. "But remember, this decision will affect not only your lives, but Sarah's and mine as well. So please be thoughtful about how you handle things from here on out."

Ethan reaches out and claps my dad on the shoulder. "I promise I'll take care of her."

Dad rolls his eyes. "You always have, which is why I can't stand in the way, no matter how much I want to."

I let go of Ethan to go to my dad. He wraps me up into a tight hug. "I love you."

"Love you, too, Lily girl. I just wish you didn't have to grow up so fast." Dad's voice breaks slightly. It's clear he doesn't approve of what's happening, but he's trying to accept it, nonetheless.

Sarah pipes up, "You're still sleeping in separate tents tonight."

My head comes up. "We're finishing the camping trip?" I asked hopefully.

Dad nods. "Of course, we are, and you two are going to behave yourselves while we're here. Separate tents."

I glance over at Ethan, already missing him, but he's smiling and when he catches my eye, he winks at me. That look promises a lot of things, but staying away from me isn’t one of them.

Ethan

My little Lily isn't in the kitchen or living room when I get home from work, so I go on a seek and find mission through the rest of the apartment. I find her lying face down on our bed with her legs crossed at the ankles, pink polished toes winking at me as she kicks them lazily back and forth. Her laptop is open on our pillows, so she doesn't notice me, at first.

"Whatcha reading, Bookworm?" She startles as I climb onto the bed behind her. Those cute little toes curl as she continues to read, pretending she hasn't heard me. My hand curls around her bare ankle, sliding all the way down to her knee. She's got on sleep shorts. I don't see a bra band under that tank top, either.

Her long hair is tied up in a sloppy bun, so I lean forward, kissing the nape of her neck. Goosebumps raise on her shoulders, but she still refuses to acknowledge my presence. That's okay. I have ways of getting her attention.

I nuzzle the soft, soft skin below her ear. I'm practically lying on top of her and she's still pretending to read. "Did I ever tell you that I used to watch you read all the time?" She makes a tiny noise in the back of her throat but lets me continue. "Out by the pool, when you were propped up on the couch, even those days when you were just like this; studying on your bed. I'd think the filthiest things about my little stepsister, and then I'd go back to my room and take my cock out and jerk off."

Lily giggles slightly, finally breaking her silence. "Watching me read did it for you? Seriously?"

"Always. I couldn't help myself. You looked so fucking sexy with that book in your hand, lost in your own little world. Every night, I wanted to slip into your room and have you sit on my face while you read to me." My hand traces from her knee to her thigh, slipping under the leg of her shorts. Her panties are soaked for me already. "You like that idea, don't you? Naughty girl." I say with a teasing smile.

She turns her head slightly, looking over her shoulder at me. "You would've been shocked if you knew what I was reading."

It's my turn to grin. "I stole your Kindle once, Bookworm. I know what filth you read for fun. Lots of stepbrother porn in your library." I shake my head, tsking sternly. "What would the neighbors say if they knew you let your brother fuck you every chance he gets?"

She looks up at me, biting her lip, blonde hair falling into her eyes. Her blush goes all the way down. Still innocent, my little Bookworm, no matter how many times I've defiled her. "They'd probably be jealous it wasn't them." She leans up and kisses me slowly, but thoroughly till my dick is fighting my zipper to get out and into her where he belongs.

I close her laptop, despite her weak protests and set it on the nightstand. "I was studying."

"You can study later. I want a snack."

She snorts. "By snack, do you mean sex or a sandwich?"

"I'm not turning down a sandwich later, if you're offering, but for now I think I'm going to eat your pussy till you cream all over my face, and then I'm going to fuck you till you scream."