Page 40 of Love You Like This

She’s wrapped in a plush, white towel. It covers more of her than the bikinis she wears but is somehow so much hotter. Her hair falls over her shoulders in thick ropes of dark red hair. Her lashes clump together highlighting the emerald hue of her eyes.

A high-pitched squeak comes from her throat as my cock twitches under her scrutiny. It breaks the spell between us, and her eyes break free from my dick and dart to my eyes.

“I’m so sorry.” She slaps her hand over her eyes. “I forgot my brush and didn’t hear you come in.”

I reach over and pluck her hairbrush from the vanity. Instead of putting a towel around my waist like a decent person, I walk over to her naked, my cock jutting out proudly. As it should, it’s an excellent cock in my opinion. With my free hand I pull hers from her face.

“Don’t be sorry.” I put the brush in her hands. “I’m not.”

She squeaks again as I step away. She’s so fucking cute all flustered. I clearly have superhuman willpower as I turn away from her and step into the shower.

The door is already steamed over, but I know she can still see my silhouette. I haven’t heard the door close yet as I reach down and fist myself to relieve just a bit of the tension. The click of the door closing is muffled by the low groan I expel from my lungs.

All it takes to come are a few hard strokes. The orgasm rocks my body, causing my toes to curl as I brace myself against the tiled wall. I can’t believe how much I want my stepsister.

Sixteen

JADE

Fifteen years ago

Xander’s dick is huge. It’s all I can think about as we sit outside on the patio of this gorgeous restaurant while the sun sinks low over the Pacific. Golden light filters through the palm leaves as they sway in the gentle breeze.

Every time I sneak a glance at Xander, he catches me. I am so ashamed at the way I watched him stroke himself through the fogged up glass. It crossed so many boundaries, not that he seemed to mind. Thankfully the sun I’ve gotten on this trip disguises my embarrassment and keeps me from fully turning pink.

I partially listen to Mom and Stephen as they talk about the projects they have coming up. Apparently, they’ll both be out of town a lot over the next four weeks, not always at the same time but occasionally overlapping. My belly flutters at the thought of being alone with Xander.

“Jade?” Mom’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “Honey? Did you hear me?”

“What?” I look over at her. “No, sorry.”

“That’s okay.” She smiles and looks out at the view. “The view is distractingly gorgeous here.”

Xander agrees with her, but when I look at him from the corner of my eye, he’s staring at me. “I could look at the view for hours, and it wouldn’t be enough.”

“What did you say?” I ask Mom, ignoring the innuendo from my stepbrother.

“I was talking about when we’ll need to start shopping for your dorm room. Have you and the girls picked a theme for decor yet?”

“No, not yet. I think we’re going to lean into the school colors for inspiration but make it fun and girly. That’s really all we’ve talked about.”

Mom’s eyes light up. “I love that. Maybe soft patterns like gingham or florals?”

“Maybe. I’ll talk to them when we get back and see what they’re thinking.”

Mom is definitely more excited about all this than I am. She didn’t finish college because of getting pregnant with me, but she did go to beauty school to become a makeup artist. From there she kind of fell into special effects makeup and that became her passion. And she’s one of the best in the business if all her awards and accolades are anything to go by.

“How about you, Xander? Have you heard anything from Juilliard?”

He shakes his head. “Not yet. I feel like this late in the summer it’s probably not going to happen.” For the first time on this trip, he sounds low.

I hate it.

“Their loss.” Something inside me drives me to reach across the table and squeeze his hand. “Who wants to live on the frigid east coast anyway? Surf over snow every day of the week.”

He looks from our hands to my face, and his expression softens. “I would miss surfing.”

“Exactly,” I return his smile and pull my hand away.