“What?” We ask in unison, and Darin frowns.
“The two of you have barely spoken. What’s wrong? You don’t want to be a family?”
Wow. Talk about some sitcom drama.
“I’m sorry, Darin,” I quickly pipe up, saving Ryan from the glare his father is casting. “I’m just really tired from my flight yesterday.”
Darin turns to me, obviously not sure if he should believe me or not, but I shrug innocently.
“Actually,” Ryan adds, taking a sip of his orange juice, “I was thinking of going exploring today. Wanna come, Ash?”
Do I ever.
My pussy clenches at his words, quietly begging me to give in to temptation. I know it’s weird and wrong and inappropriate, but my body doesn’t care that he’s going to be my brother.
It just cares that he’s got a huge dick and he knows how to use it.
“Yes,” I mumble. “That sounds good.”
“So it’s settled.” Ryan flashes his father a grin and Darin seems to accept that as an answer. We hurry through the rest of breakfast before heading out the door with promises to meet up for supper.
“What the fuck are we doing?” I ask as soon as we’re settled in Ryan’s rental. He doesn’t answer as he starts the car and turns down the narrow road. He flips on some music and I relax back into the seat, content not to think about things for awhile.
We blaze down the road, passing beachgoers and tourists and happy families on vacation. Whirling through the town, Ryan finally turns down an unmarked sand road.
I'm quiet until he parks beneath the shade of some trees and we get out of the car. We're overlooking a private beach. At least, I think we are. I don't see anyone else on either side of us. No houses. No other cars. No tourists.
Just us and the sea.
"Where are we?" I ask.
"Someplace I can be free to do this," Ryan answers, pulling me into him. His mouth collapses onto mine, making me forget everything but what I'm feeling: need.
I need him to claim me.
I need him to brand me.
I need him to yank me over his knee and spank me before he impales me with his cock again.
I need him inside of me.
I need my stepbrother.
5.
Ryan spreads a blanket across the sand and pulls me down to it. His
lips are pressed against mine, owning me in the mid-morning sun. All I hear is the crash of the waves against the sand.
All I hear is our beating hearts pounding in sync.
We're naked in seconds and he's mine.
Everything I've been needing, craving, hoping for.
I push him against the blanket so he's on his back, looking up at me. His eyes flicker with lust as I start kissing down his body, taking my time with every inch of his stomach, down his impeccable abs, down to the spot I really want to play with.
His cock is hard as my lips reach it. Ryan's hands find their way to my hair, pushing me gently down, quietly urging me to take his length in my mouth, which I do. His dick slides into me smoothly, then out again, in sync with the ocean waves that surround us.