Free Sexy Stepbrothers by C.C. Amore Page B

allow such relationships. I should have known better. It was stupid of me to think about he had feelings for me.
    I had thought about those moments when he had been gone all these years. I would fantasize about being with him, even though it was forbidden.
    “Umm. What were you saying?” I was so deep in my thoughts I had completely lost my chain of thought. Just seeing him there, mere feet away, short circuited my brain.
    “Never mind,” he said, placing his dishes in the sink, “but what about that Hannah girl. You two know each other, right?”
    Of course he would want to speak about her. ARGH!
    “Yeah, we’re roommates in college,” I said while sighing.
    “That’s what I thought. She has quite the way of handling herself, doesn’t she?”
    If you mean that she likes pushing her big tits right in front of your face then yes! “Uhm. You could say that, yeah.”
    “I know we haven’t had the chance to speak yet sis, but my buddies wanted to throw this party and I couldn’t really say no to it. You understand that, right?”
    I froze for a moment when I realized he was standing right in front of me, almost too close for what would be considered proper by other people. A hint of his pleasurable smell made its way to my nose; overriding any thoughts I had and flooding my memories of our time playing in the tree house. In my mind, I pictured his blue eyes inviting me to come closer to him, to let him hug his stepsister passionately.
    “I’m just glad we had the chance to at least see each other.”
    I was lying, but there was no point in damaging our relationship for something that wouldn’t happen.
    “You know,” he said, “perhaps we will have a chance to talk once the guests leave my house. Does that sound good for you, sis?”
    My lips curled in as I tried my best not to embrace him in a hug and to tell him what I felt, what I had been keeping locked inside me all the years he had been gone. I bit my teeth against my lips, trying to force the thought of jumping in his arms away from my mind.
    “Yeah, that sounds nice,” I said, “go be with your friends. They are dying to hear more stories of your adventures.”
    I was tempted to grab him by his toned arm, despite what I just told myself not to do. Touching my stepbrother’s muscular arm wouldn’t make things any easier for me.
    “You are right,” he said to me smiling, “we will have all the time in the world to talk about things.” A smile of genuine warmth flashed over his face, and he placed his hand on my shoulder.
    The heat from his hand immediately transferred to my petite shoulder, nursing my body from the pain of seeing him laugh with Hannah had caused me just minutes before. His touch helped bring me back some life with his energy.
    I had to do something before things got out of control inside my head. “Yeah, we’ll do that,” I said, suggesting with my hand towards his guests.
    I saw his friends talking around the dinner table. Well, most of the talking seemed to be done by Hannah, who had her eyes on Andrew as soon as she noticed we were coming to them.
    I knew there was no point in having false hope. I’d be best off succumbing to the hard, cold truth of losing Andrew to Hannah.
    I walked behind Andrew, stealing a few glances towards his firm buttocks before I realized what I was doing. My lips curved inward from letting myself go there and I hoped no one noticed.
    My brown hair swung from side to side in its ponytail as we walked. I had the strangest sensation that it was odd for me to walk behind him, as he was usually the one who somehow always ended up walking behind me. A sensation of déjà-vu intruded into my thoughts: I knew I had done this before, insisting on walking behind him before so that I could check him out, but when was it? Had it been five years ago in high school? When he had left? For the life of me, I couldn’t put my finger around when and why it had happened.
    As we grew closer to the dinner table,