Free Sexy Stepbrothers by C.C. Amore

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Excerpt I heard him walk away from me and I found myself turning around so that I could watch him. I saw him undressing himself one piece of cloth at a time. He took off his sweater, pulling it over his head. His t-shirt had caught up in the sweater and got pulled all the way to his arm pits. Seeing a glimpse of his chiseled back, all the muscles and aesthetic curves made me want him even more.
    As I hadn’t seen him without a shirt before since he had grown up, I couldn’t stop staring at him: he was no longer the boy I had grown up with. He was a man with a real man’s body.
    I turned my whole body around so that my back was against the fire to take in the view of him with his blond hair undressing in front of my eyes. I had had my fantasies about what he would look like naked, but even in my wildest dreams I hadn’t thought of this.
     

Chapter 1
     
    I stared at him from across the room as he sat on top of the couch, talking to his friends. The charisma around him was unmistakable: the people around him listened to his every word, taking in the details of his latest exploit around the world.
    His long wavy blond hair flowed in front of his face before he tucked it back to behind his ears, exposing his clean shaved jaw and that pearly white smile. I was mesmerized by his presence the same way people listening him to were, but I was the only one staring at him from the other side of the house.
    I just wanted to look at him. It had been so long since I had last seen him. Too long, in fact.
    He moved his hands as he spoke, undoubtedly discussing the details of the best waves he found or the biggest boulders he had climbed on his latest trip. I found myself smiling while I looked at his expressive body language and his athletic frame. The more I kept staring into the forbidden, the more my eyes were fixated on the movement of his lips and thinking what they might feel like…
    “Do you think he’s dating someone?” Someone spoke out from behind me.
    “W-what?”
    Hannah stood right next to me. Tall like a model, she made me look minuscule right next to her. She had always been the popular one, the classical girl next the door everyone wanted. She got all the physical attributes men wanted. Over time she had changed from my best friend to a person who knew her value and wasn’t afraid using her looks to get what she wanted.
    “Andrew. Do you think he’s dating?”
    “Umm,” I uttered out, “I-I don’t know. I haven’t had the chance to talk to him yet. I’m just now seeing him for the first--"
    “Of course you don’t know. But that doesn’t matter. Make sure everyone else knows he’s mine,” Hannah said, pointing a finger at me, “no one else. Got it?”
    “S-sure.”
    I watched her walk to the small group gathered around Andrew. It didn’t take long for her high-pitched voice to be the only voice I heard. Soon after, she turned around, pointed at me before she burst out laughing.
    She had done what she always did, and that shouldn’t have surprised me. However, seeing Andrew join in on the laughing struck me like a dagger to my heart. The gut-wrenching disappointment of seeing him laugh with her broke my being like nothing I had ever experienced before.
    I knew she had a habit of making fun of me, but why did he have to join in on it?
    Hannah stopped pointing at me, but they kept laughing. The hole my mind built beneath my legs had never felt so deep. I wanted to jump in it and never be found again. I was so afraid to move my legs, I was afraid I would fall, even when jumping to an imaginary hole.
    But what good would that do? Why had I entertained the idea that something would happen? It was a childish dream, nothing else and I should have known better. Given the bulk of my previous experiences with, why did I think this would have somehow gone any different?
    That’s right Jessica, there wasn’t any reason other than your stupid fantasies.
    I wanted to burst out crying right