by D STEP
I felt hands reach around my stomach a moment later. Hot breath on my neck and Xavier’s voice in my ear.
“Hello, Little Bird.” He rumbled as one hand slipped between the material of my bikini bottoms and my warm skin.
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All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure inventions of fiction.
Table of Content
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 1
I pulled up in my little Volkswagen Bug at my Dad and step-mother’s beach house in southern California. The place was isolated from its neighbours, had a private beach and I had many great memories when I was younger just getting to know my new family that Dad had brought me into after my mother had died from a sudden heart attack when I was thirteen. Dad hadn’t met Susan until I was sixteen, and something of a rebellious little bitch.
Fortunately, she brought me back into line, my grades returned to their B-grade average with the occasional A or A+, to my Dad’s joy. Another plus, was the fact that her son, Cullen lived with us. Cullen was two years older than me and by the time I had joined the family, he was finishing high school. All the girls in the cheerleading squad were after him, he was athletic and good looking.
He left for the military a year after graduating, so I didn’t get much of a chance to get to know him. and we hardly talked or saw each other when he was on his tours of duty beyond seeing pictures of him in his dress uniform, which made him look even hotter… yes, I know, lusting over my Step-brother. Spank me.
Whenever he came home on leave I was either away at a camp with high school, or I was studying at college for my veterinary nursing degree, which I managed to obtain a year early due to my extra credit work at animal shelters and local Vet clinics.
Dad and Susan spoke about him as if he was the bee’s knees, best thing since sliced bread, and yes, Cullen certainly was. His pictures showed me just how sexy he was, ‘panty dampening hot one’ of my girlfriends said one day when she visited my parents place and saw his picture on the wall. Thankfully Susan and Dad weren’t there to hear that little nugget. Though I had to agree with Fern, Cullen was definitely a panty-dampener.
I turned the key in the lock, my arms full of bags from the grocery store in the town a few miles away, my large backpack slung over my shoulder was filled with clothes for the four-day weekend for the fourth of July. I was excited, Cullen was going to be there and it would be the first time in four years since I had seen him.
I wondered how much he had changed. Has he?
The house was quiet. I tossed my keys on the table by the door and dropped the groceries in the kitchen. I had plenty of booze in one bag, plus stuff to make jello-shots just like one of my college friends had taught me. I was going to be getting my ass wasted this Fourth.
I had good reason to. My loser on-again off-again boyfriend had just proven to me his worth as an ‘off-again’ permanently when one of my girlfriends texted me a pic of him in bed with her sister. I dumped his clothes in the street where the local homeless guys grabbed up the designer digs with glee. Fuck him.
I deserve better.
I went upstairs to my room and showered after the hot drive, my little bug didn’t have air-conditioning and though Dad had offered to buy me a new car for graduation, I said I wasn’t interested in a new car, I loved my classic Beetle, reliable and funky, and I loved it even if the driver’s side window was stuck and I had to open the door carefully when I got pulled over by the cops to explain sheepishly that the window didn’t work.
I relaxed in the shower, rubbing the delightfully scented body wash over my naked body with a sponge, letting the lather dribble teasingly down my body to pool at my feet before it went down the drain. I imagined hands on my body, not my useless ex’s, who was a complete dud in the bedroom. He got off more times than I did, and, selfish bastard that he was, he didn’t bother with letting me finish once he was done… good riddance.
No, instead I imagined it was Cullen’s hands roaming my body, his tongue slipping between my shoulder blades. My fingers slipped down between my breasts, following the trail of suds down to my needy pussy. Suddenly aroused and slippery with my juices I slipped a finger along my folds, sliding up to tease the sensitive nub of my clit.
I moaned softly as the water steamed around me, my legs beginning to tremble as I fingered myself, slipping my digits into my pussy, imagining it was Cullen down there, using his tongue to fuck me, licking hard against my folds, stabbing inside me sinfully, salaciously, my body tingled as I moaned out my release. I gasped as I reached my climax, diving over the cliff of pleasure as stars scattered beyond my eyes. I tilted my head back into the cascading water and sighed.
As much as I wanted it, wanted him, I knew it probably wouldn’t happen. It’s so wrong.
I got out of the shower and dried, wrapping a towel around myself I realised that my bag with my clothes in it was still downstairs.
“Ah shit.” I muttered as I wrapped my hair in a towel and headed downstairs. Towel-clad, but nude underneath I heard noises, the paper bags of groceries rustling as someone went through them… I quietly padded down the stairs, knowing that no-one was supposed to be here until tomorrow, I had arrived a day earlier than anyone else, mainly because I was bringing the now-ex with me and had wanted some ‘alone time’ with him. Obviously, that didn’t happen.
I reached for one of Dad’s golf clubs in the umbrella bucket by the stairs and held it high above my shoulder, like I was taught when I was in the girl’s baseball team in high school. I stalked my prey, a tall blonde guy who was digging through the bags of groceries…
“Oh hey, check it out, Vodka!” he grinned, picking up the bottle I had bought for the Jello-shots I planned to make later that day. I moved closer, I had no idea who the fuck this guy was, but I knew he had somehow broken into my parent’s place and was helping himself to vodka… My vodka! I began to swing the golf club, aiming for his shoulder.
Before I could swing out fully and connect with the vodka stealing blonde, I was tackled roughly to the ground. I screamed in surprise and fright as a big dark haired guy leapt atop me, holding my arms down against the floor while I struggled. My towel slipped down to the tiled floor, exposing my naked body to all who were present.
I heard a shout and the sound of a handgun being cocked. I looked from the big guy atop me to the tall, muscular man who stood in the doorway, levelling his gun at the gorilla who looked down at me with dark eyes. My breath came in heaving pants, pushing my naked breasts up against the cotton of the big guy’s shirt.
“Xavier, Theo… I see you’ve met Jai.” He said, holstering his gun in its concealed holster at his boot. “Jai, meet Theo…” he gestured to the blonde who had opened a packet of cookies and was stuffing his face with them and grinning while he chewed. “And Xavier…” I looked hard at the man who stood in the doorway, smiling as he crossed his arms.
“Cullen…?” I asked. Unable to realise that I was looking at the same guy f
“Yep… what a way to welcome me home.” he said with a smirk. Xavier got up from his position atop me and I hurriedly wrapped myself up in my towel and got to my feet.
“Yeah… Uh… Sorry I didn’t realise you were here, I didn’t see your car.” I said, pulling the towel tight around my body, my cleavage rose, and I noticed that Theo’s face was blushing furiously. The towel around my hair came loose and I pulled it free, wrapping it around my shoulders. My hair hug in semi-dry bangs around my towel-covered shoulders and down my back.
“Uh. I’m just gonna go and get dressed…” I said. My face must have been as red as an apple, my cheeks felt like they were radioactive they were burning so hard. I grabbed my bag and hauled it up to my room where I shut the door a little harder than I needed to.
I dropped my bag by the door and flopped down on my bed, blowing air out of my lips, my cheeks ballooning out and then deflating as I released the nervous pent-up breath of anxiety. One thing I realised, upon going back over the situation…
Cullen’s friends… were fucking hot.
Chapter 2
I finally got the courage up to face Cullen and the boys. I slipped on a sundress with a plunging neckline and back and some light canvas shoes and headed downstairs. I heard the clack-clack of billiard balls and the soft murmurs of conversation.
I headed in to the kitchen to pour myself a drink, a vodka and orange juice would go down just perfectly right about now. I wandered in sombrely to the rumpus room where Cullen and Xavier were playing against each other on Dad’s beloved billiards table. Cullen smiled at me when I came through the doors.
“Well, hello sis, good to see you with a touch more on than before.” He grinned and came over, wrapping an arm around me and squeezing me tight against his body. I could feel his heat and the hard toned muscle beneath his clothes and damn if it didn’t make me feel something tingle between my legs.
“Hey.” I said, blushing again. “Uh, just want to say I’m sorry about almost clocking you with the golf club before.” I said to Theo who simply grinned.
“Wouldn’t be the first time some cute girl has tried to ‘drive’ some sense into me.” He laughed, “Usually they don’t use a nine-iron though.” Inwardly I groaned at his terrible pun but we all laughed. Xavier watched me with dark eyes.
“Sorry for the tackle, Little Bird.” He said, offering his hand in a peace offering. “When I see some threat to my brothers, I usually act before I think.”
My heart did a little flutter at his nickname for me. ‘Little Bird.’ I liked it. I smiled.
“That’s okay, what were you a star football player?” I asked, leaning against the billiard table as I sipped my drink.
“You never really leave the military, or it doesn’t leave you.” He grinned, he seemed to be a man of few words. He turned back and sat down on one of the lounge chairs, chalking his cue. My dirty mind went into overdrive at the innocently erotic image of the chalk rubbing on the end of the long billiard cue. I turned to Cullen.
“So… Can I see it?” I asked innocently, rising onto my toe and then dropping back down to the flat of my feet in an excited little movement.
“See what?” he asked, a smirk on his face.
“You know what I want to see.” I said with a wink, leaning back and crossing my arms across my chest.
“Oh… you want to see that.” He said shaking his head.
“Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter, hero.” I said with mock indignation.
“I’m not the one attacking totally innocent guys with golf clubs while practically naked.”
“It was a standard greeting in college…” I said with a giggle.
“Sure, sure…” Cullen said, handing his cue to Theo who took his shot while he went up to his room. He came back with a leather box in his hands which he held with reverence.
“So…” he said looking me up and down. “You want to see it do you?” he grinned.
“Yes.” I breathed, my eyes on the box.
“Say pretty please…”
“Pretty please?” I said smiling.
He opened the box, revealing the beautiful and intricate golden star and blue ribbon that formed the Congressional Medal of Honour. He had saved the lives of three other soldiers by drawing the fire from the enemy on his last tour of duty.
“Wow…” I said softly, my eyes on the blue satin, the gold and the green enamel of the wreath that connected all the points of the star. I smiled up at him and rose on the tips of my toes, kissing him on the cheek. “Sorry I couldn’t make it to the awarding ceremony.” I said, keeping my hands on his shoulder. He smiled and closed the box, putting it back in his room.
When he returned, Theo was just potting the black ball, winning the game. I had settled down on the armrest of one of the chairs.
“So… doubles?” Theo asked with a grin.
“Sure.” I said. Xavier nodded in the chair beside me.
“Okay, Theo, you’re with Xavier. Jai, you and me against them.” he said, smiling at me.
“Okay, but it’s been a while since I’ve played.” I said. I had a naughty plan forming in my mind, I wanted to get closer to my step brother, in fact I wanted to get so close to him, that you wouldn’t be able to tell where he ended and I began.
Theo broke and dropped the solid coloured balls. We took the stripes. Soon it was our turn, or rather my turn. I tried to aim, deliberately missing three shots in succession. Cullen managed to pot the three that I had missed on the next turn. Xavier sank in one before he sunk the cue ball. I took up the cue, and leaned over the table, my breasts touching against the green felt of the table top.
I felt Cullen’s body heat and saw his shadow rose above mine. His body moulded against mine. I could feel something harden against the curves of my ass, he shifted into a position where I knew his cock was flush with the crease of my ass. I swallowed, hard.
“Just relax… breathe, let it come naturally and you will get it right where you want It.” he murmured against my ear. His hips shifted slightly, pressing his hard cock against my ass. His hand reached over and resting upon mine as I held the cue, pulling back we drove the cue forward to strike at the white cue-ball, it struck the striped ball I was aiming for and it rolled to the far right corner pocket where it dropped in with a clatter.
I shouted in joy, Cullen pulled himself up from my back, I turned and hugged him, feeling his body press against mine. He grinned down at me. I was about to thank when my phone rang. I pulled myself away from my step-brother’s arms and ran out the kitchen where my phone was sitting on the bench.
“Hello?”
“Jai, sweetheart… daddy… storms….. Flight can….everywhere…. won’t… until the fifth…lucky…” the phone crackled and the call failed tone cut in. Cullen came to the door to the kitchen.
“That was Dad, I think their flight has been cancelled, something about storms…” I said as I got onto my weather app and checked the weather in Denver, where they lived.
“Yep, severe thunderstorms, looks like a huge storm cell as well, possibly a three day storm.” I checked over the airline websites, “All flights out of and into Denver have been cancelled. Looks like it’s just us this weekend.”
“Wow, that’s too bad…” Cullen said with a lingering look at me that made my heart beat a little faster.
His words came back to me… “Let it come naturally and you will get it right where you want it.” I watched as he turned and walked back to the rumpus room. I followed him in and we finished the game, Theo and Xavier winning easily. I came back into the kitchen to prepare dinner. The boys were planning a bonfire for the Fourth to go with their fireworks that they had brought with them.
Chapter 3
Theo wanted to go out surfing before dusk fell, and hefted his board out to the beach. Xavier and Cullen went and collected driftwood for the bonfire.
I watched as Theo paddled out on his surfboard, eventually heading out to take up some late sunshine on my beach towel, I lay on my belly and watched Theo ride the waves, his chest bare and glistening in the salty spray as he carved each wave with the precision and skill of years spent on the board.
He finally came in to shore and collapsed beside me, his board dropping beside him. Sand scattered over my body. The fine, sun heated grains tempered by droplets of water as he shook his head like a shaggy dog. I squealed and playfully smacked him with my rolled up trashy magazine.
“Hey! I didn’t want a shower, or a sandblasting!” I giggled as he shook his head again, making an adorable noise as his mouth flopped with the inertia of his head shaking.
“Well… what do you want then?” he asked with a cheeky glint in his eye.
“Hmmm... I’d love to learn how to surf. Or at least how to actually stand on a board.”
“Well.” Theo said, getting up to his feet and showering me with sand again. “How about we start with the basics?” he took my hand and pulled me to my feet, my string bikini and boy-shorts covered with sand, which I brushed off one-handed while Theo took me over to his board.
“Okay, so lay face down on the board.” He said, kneeling down beside me. I lay flat on my stomach, my ample bosom pooling around my chest, small swells coming around under my armpits. I felt his hand run down over my shoulders.
“That’s good, great position.” He said, I turned my head to look up at him, his eyes firmly on where my ass would be. I turned my head back to look at the end of the board, dead straight and smirked. Theo was hot, like Xavier and Cullen… though Cullen won hands down in a hotness contest in my opinion. My heart fluttered at the memory of his hard cock rubbing against my ass earlier that day. I sucked in a little breath as I felt Theo’s hand caress down my back, over the rise of my ass, his fingers slowly rubbing along the cheeks there before he continued down my thighs, slipping a little down the inside of my thigh before he continued on to my ankles.
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