Authors: J.C. Taylor
chest, I felt it sink
.
“
Your mom and my dad are going to be staying at
my aunts for the night, there’s a storm out there, Dad said it's comin
g
this way,”
“
Oh, is that where they went?”
“
Yes,” He replied. “Thanks again,” He tilts the shampoo towards me
then headed out of my room closing the door behind him.
Maybe I wasn’t over thinking.
Maybe what I saw him doing was teasing me?
I didn’t know.
However, what I did know, was I was going to be home alone with him
for the first time since mom and Gary got married, How this was going
to go? I had no idea.
Chapter Four
It was already seven PM when the thunderstorm had hit. I hated
storms, and worst of all the power went out. Even the cell towers, I
had tried calling my mom but my cell phone didn’t want to work.
Michael had candles all over the place, he didn’t seem phased by the
thunderstorm, in fact, he had a window open. I sat on the couch trying
to calm myself down, and looked at him as he stood by the window.
“
Can you close that please?” I asked kindly. He turned, his face had a
smirk on it, he was
shirtless, and I could see his muscles flex.
He then turned back to the window, and left it crack. “Sorry,” He said.
But I have to have the window open, Thunderstorms calm me down,
and release my stress level.
He walked over behind the couch, standing over my shoulder.
“
Well I don’t,” I reply. I suddenly felt his hands massaging my
shoulders, I shivered at his touch, and I tilt my head back and closed
my eyes, loving the massage.
No Grace, you shouldn’t be loving this massage.
It was too late, I already was.
“
See, you just need something to calm you down,” He said.
I nodded in agreement.
I heard another sound of thunder and a slightly jumped as he let go of
my shoulders, he soothed my hair, gently pushing it behind my ear.
“
Its Okay, Grace,” He said. Whispering into my ear.
“
I’m Here”
Chapter Five
Our eyes looked into one and other as his hand had cupped my cheek.
I had to catch my breath. A small smile had appeared on my face.
“
I want you Grace,” He said. His voice was husky, and needy. I
swallowed, to try and comprehend what he was saying.
He needed me? “You… Need me?” I question, backing away from him
a little, but he kept following me.
“
Yes,” He said. His eyes not leaving mine. “I have liked you even before
our parents meet Grace, There’s something about you, that’s
different,”
“
Don’t give me the whole, you're not like other girls,” I said. Standing
up. My heart was beating fast, as thunder roared through the sky.
He tried to reassure me. “You're really not Grace, honestly, You're
intelligent, smart, funny, you don’t care what other people think of
you, and your outspoken which is what I like,” I could feel my cheeks turning a slight red. It's been a year since our parents had been
married, I honestly didn’t think he knew anything about me.
All I could say to that was. “Oh?”
“
When I meant I need you Grace, I really meant it, I think about every
day, Even when I’m around Ella,” Ella was his current girlfriend for
the past two weeks, which is the longest relationship he had
considering he has a different girlfriend every week.
“
I know you feel the same way about me,” He said. “I see when you
look at me,”
“
No Idea what you're talking about,” I try to say calmly. However, he
was obviously right.
“
When I’m shirtless, you can’t help but stare at my six pack,” He said.
Honestly, who can’t help it?
“
Admit it Grace. You want me just as much as I want you,”
Silence had come between us, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes
and take a few deep breathes.
“
Yes,” I finally spoke after five minutes. “I want you,”
Chapter Six
I didn’t know if this was a good or a bad thing. That he was telling me
how he really felt. This wasn’t a normal thing for anyone, to have a
crush on your step siblings, It was wrong for me to even feel the way I
do about him, But at the same time, There Was no law against it. At
least I’m aware of. “Michael,” I say his name in a whisper. “We can’t,”
A devious smile had appeared on his face, as he put his hands on my
waist and pulled me close to him. Our foreheads touched, and I felt
electricity running through my body. His lips, then pressed against
mine, and we kissed passionately. A soft moan escaped from my lips,
as we kissed. I felt at ease with him, I had kissed many guys before,
but this kiss was different, it was real, and not fake like many other
guys I had been with. what was going to happen between us now?
I didn’t know, but I needed to find out.
Chapter Seven
I stopped kissing him after a few minutes. I could feel
his heart beating right next to mine, they were both in sync and
everything around me seemed to
It felt so right, and yet so wrong. I moved away from him. My mind
filled up with thoughts of me being in his bed – I couldn't believe I
Said the word yes to him.
What was I thinking?
Maybe that's just it, I wasn't thinking, I wasn't thinking at all. I push
Him away gently, as my mind starts to come back to normal. I weakly
smile feeling horrible for having pushed him away from me when I
had been wanting him for so long. He probably felt like I was playing
games with him, and I wouldn't blame him if he did.
“Please don't turn away from me,” he begged, as I started to walk
away from him, he grabbed my hand, but I made him let go of me.
I hated to hear the plea in his voice, the plea scared me more than
the lust he had in his eyes.
“
“
We can’t,” I say. I then head to my room quickly and close the door.
I paced back and forth, trying to wrap my brain around what just
happened.
We kissed.
He touched me.
Did I want this?
Yes. I wanted this, but it seemed like it was moving way too fast to
begin with.
I ran my hands through my hair, I wanted my mom to be home, so this
all could stop, so I wasn’t tempted by him. But It’s not that simple?
Or is it that Simple?
No. Nothing is ever simple, or ever perfect.
But, he was – Michael was.
To not be tempted by my step brother for lust. his eyes, his muscles,
his kiss.
maybe it wasn’t him who had overstepped their boundaries, Maybe,
Just maybe, it was
me.
Chapter Eight
Is This Real? I said to myself inside my head as I had seen Michael
walked into my room without knocking again, he startled me, and his
hand grabbed mine as he pinned me to my wall behind me, his kiss
was rough and fierce as he pressed his lips against mine.
It had seemed as if were on a mission to get me to be his, apart of me
had been excited about that
I tried to fight it, but he wasn't letting me.
His lips removed from mine as they traced down to my neck, and his
hands started to go up my shirt.
He spoke, in between kissing my neck.
“
Please Grace, don’t fight me,” He begged. I tilted my head back giving
him more access to my neck. Even though I knew I shouldn’t have.
What was a girl to do?
“
Michael, this is wrong of us,” I said. As I tried to talk, but his kisses on
my neck were getting rougher and rougher - my mind was going in a
deep haze, as I closed my eyes.
“
Were not fully related,” He reminded me, as his lips moved away
from my neck and kissed my jaw, My hands went to his chest, as if it