TEASE_A Stepbrother Romance

by Mia Carson

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  NICK

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  As I laid in Maddy’s bed, pretending to sleep while I watched her put on that flimsy, sexy dress she’d worn underneath her graduation gown – a black, body-hugging dress – I felt like holding her tight and never letting her go. But I knew she was still too mad to listen to me. As if to confirm it, she stormed out of her room, cursing, subsequently banging the front door behind her. There was no need going after her. I knew she’d turn me down just like she had at the coffee shop earlier. She was just so stubborn, something I admired when it came to getting what she wanted, but I hated when it came between us, like now.

  I had wanted to explain to her that Amber and I were truly done; Amber was simply asking me if we could still be friends after we broke up, but I knew Maddy wouldn’t listen to me. I knew her inside and out – a benefit of being her stepbrother for years. I knew she would not talk to me even if I ran down the streets screaming her name. She needed space to cool off, and I was prepared to give her as much time as she needed, but only on the condition that she eventually hear me out. I had so much to say to her – I needed her to know how I felt about her so she’d stop worrying about random girls. I also needed to know where she wanted to take our relationship, and finally, I needed us to start thinking about contraceptives because we were playing a dangerous game. And with the way things had been going between us, pregnancy was not impossible.

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  4

  ***

  Over the next few days, I avoided Nick, choosing to spend my time with Kevin. I brushed Nick off the few times he tried to talk to me, as I wasn’t ready to talk to him yet. The image of him holding Amber’s hands tenderly lingered in my memory, and even though I knew deep down that he might have some sort of explanation for what happened that day, I didn’t care to hear what he had to say. Something in me wanted to make him understand how it felt to see someone you liked spending their time with another person.

  Kevin picked me up almost every morning and brought me home at night. At first, Nick pretended like he didn’t care, greeting Kevin warmly the first few times, probably in an attempt to get my attention. As Kevin’s visits continued, Nick started avoiding seeing us together, managing to disappear whenever Kevin and I were together.

  About a week after my fight with Nick over his escapade with Amber, I had a dinner date with Kevin. Even though we were just platonic friends, we still enjoyed each other’s company, and though he wasn’t Nick, I still liked him a little more than just friends. I got out of the shower and dressed in a short, yellow plaid skirt, knee high tights, and a somewhat transparent white blouse.

  I walked down the stairs humming and singing. Nick was on the landing, blocking my path.

  “Hi, Nick,” I said, and waited for him to step aside so I could pass. He stood planted in my way.

  “You’re going out with Kevin again?” he asked.

  “Yes, I am. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to head out,” I said as I tried to get around him.

  “Maddy, can I please talk to you?” he breathed desperately.

  “Not now, Nick. I’ll be late.”

  “Are you going to wear that?” he asked, looking at me from head to toe, his eyes drinking in my curves, roaming the entire length of my body from my neck to my legs. Even though I was still mad at him, it excited me when he looked at me like this. I knew his gaze lingered on my breasts because, suddenly, I felt my nipples hardening against the silk of my blouse, stretching my tight top as they pebbled. What the heck was I doing getting turned on by someone who made me so furious?

  “Why? What’s wrong, Nick? I thought you of all people might appreciate my outfit.”

  “No. I really don’t, Maddy. Your skirt is honestly too short. Kevin might get ideas.”

  “So let him! That’s my business, Nick. If you’ll excuse me…”

  “I’m still your older brother and I have a job to make sure you look decent.”

  “Decent? Nick, you lost the right to dictate to me the first time you fucked me. Like I told you earlier, please go to Amber and leave me the hell alone.”

  He didn’t respond, but his eyes shifted from my chest to my eyes. I held his gaze, stubbornly refusing to budge until he stepped aside.

  “Thank you,” I said sarcastically just as a car pulled into the driveway. Perfect timing. I opened the door and almost ran towards Kevin, eager to get away from Nick.

  Kevin stepped out of the car to open the passenger door for me.

  “Hi, Maddy,” he said as he gave me a quick, friendly hug.

  “Hey Kevin. Perfect timing.”

  “Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

  “My brother was being an ass.”

  “He’s just super protective of you. If you were my sister, I’d never let you out alone,” he smiled.

  “You don’t know the half of it,” I replied.

  “You want me to say hello to your parents or Nick?” he inquired.

  “No. Mom and Dad are both gone for the day, and Nick’s being a jerk right now.”

  We drove to Jetter’s Arcade, which was a few miles away from home. Kevin and I had a blast, but as the evening went on, he kept finding reasons to touch me more often than usual. We were in the middle of a playing a video game when he grinned at me with a boyishly cute smile.

  “What?” I asked.

  “You know what I’ve not forgotten?”

  “What’s that?”

  “That kiss you owed me.”

  “What kiss?” I asked, my heart leaping. So far, our relationship had been platonic and that was all I really wanted. Even though I liked Kevin a lot, I didn’t want to get romantically involved with him. The only person I truly wanted was Nick, if I ever stopped being mad at him.

  “Remember the last time we saw each other before I moved out of town?”

  I remembered. I had promised him a kiss if he ever came back to town. “You’re kidding me, right?”

  “No. It was a promise,” he said. “And you never break your promises.”

  He was right. I hated breaking promises, but kissing Kevin when I didn’t want any more than friendship seemed wrong.

  “We were kids,” I said laughing. “I was just trying to hold on to our friendship.”

  “Well, it worked, and we’re still friends. And now we’re adults, and I want you to finish what you started.”

  “Fine, but I’ll save that for a good night kiss,” I said. If Kevin was going to kiss me even one time, I needed that kiss to count.

  “Deal.”

  After a few more hours of fun and food, we headed home. When we pulled up to the driveway, I noticed the light in Nick’s room was on. I knew he’d be watching me, and even though that should have made me mad, I felt excited and empowered. And with Kevin’s request for his kiss, I knew Nick was about to get an eyeful. Served him right.

  When Kevin leaned in to give me a hug, I hugged him back a little too closely. “Still want that friendly kiss?” I asked.

  He didn’t need to be asked twice; he leaned in and gently took my lips. I kissed him back, but unlike Nick’s kiss, there was no passion between us. The kiss was flat, and it might as well have been any guy on the street kissing me. Yet, since I knew Nick was spying on me, the kiss was totally worth it. I noticed the light in Nick’s room go off, which made me feel so bad. He had been watching me, and the joy I’d gotten from making him jealous immediately dissipated and was replaced with instant remorse. I felt guilty, like I had just cheated on him. I quickly pulled myself out of Kevin’s arms.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, surprised by how fast I had disengaged myself from his arms. “Did I offend you?”

  “Of course not, Kevin. Everything is perfect,” I said, plastering a sweet smile on my face. “It’s just time to go inside.”

  “Well, okay. Good night, then. I had fun tonight.”

  “Me, too,” I said. I watched him walk to his car, then looked up at the window again. The light was on in Nick’s roo
m again. He couldn’t get enough of watching me? In that case…

  “Wait, Kevin,” I said, running after the poor boy.

  He turned around to see what I wanted. I had never played with someone’s emotions for my own benefit, but there was a first, or rather second, time for everything. I felt bad, but I had to do it.

  “Do you want to hang out again?” I asked sweetly.

  “Thought you’d never ask,” he replied with a smile.

  “Tomorrow?”

  “Yes, that would be great. We can do lunch,” he replied.

  I quickly bid him goodbye. I made my way up the stairs to my room. Once I closed the door, I stripped out of my clothes except for my bra and panties and started the bath. While the water filled the tub, I lay on my bed to read a magazine.

  I must have dozed off because when I woke up, someone was knocking rather loudly on my door.

  “Yes?” I was a little bit irritated. I opened the door, and Nick was standing there. “What do you…” I started to say.

  “Maddy, you have to listen to me.”

  I looked down at myself and realized I was dressed in only my bra and panties. Sure, Nick had seen me in my underwear plenty of times, but since we were fighting, being half-naked was not a disadvantage for me. “May I take a shower first?”

  “Sure,” he said. He turned to leave but not before I noticed his erection.

  ****

  I left the bathroom door slightly ajar; I didn’t like the way the steam filled up the bathroom. I turned on the music and got into the tub. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax. My thoughts drifted to Kevin. He was a nice guy and would make a nice boyfriend for some lucky girl. I felt bad for manipulating him to get to Nick, and I knew I had to tell him at lunch the next day that all I wanted from him was friendship; I didn’t want him thinking I had more to offer.

  I started rubbing my body all over, and, as usual when I touched myself in the bath, my thoughts floated to Nick. I know, and I am ashamed to admit it, but I had always thought of Nick every time my hands touched my pussy, even before we had had sex in August. I let my fingers play with my clit long enough for my body to tense, ready to explode. Nick and I had not had sex for almost a week, and it was getting to me. Images of him floated in my head, and not just of his face, but of his entire body, and in my mind, he was naked.

  I had visualized him several times naked, and this time was no exception. His cock stood long, thick, and dangerous. Thoughts of his cock made me want something hard inside me. Since I had always been afraid of the pain of losing my virginity, I had never let my fingers go past my clit whenever I played with myself. Pain was the same reason I had never tried a vibrator, even though Amy, my roommate, had bought one for me last semester. But since I was no longer a virgin, I’d have to try out the vibrator next time.

  My eyes remained closed as my fingers played with my nipples and my clit, sending sensations I knew all too well spiraling throughout my body. I groaned and moaned; the music drowned out the orgasm that had taken over my senses. At the peak of my pleasure, I thought I heard someone groaning over the music, but when I looked up, I was alone. The door was still ajar, as I had left it.

  I let the pleasure wash over me as I stopped playing with my nipples and clit, allowing my body to relax. Once I caught my breath and my heartbeat returned to normal, I got out of the bath, dried off, and put on my clothes. I went into my room and lay on the bed, relaxed and sleepy. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep in my bathing robe.

  The next morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes. I knew it was Nick cooking, as my parents were already gone for the day. Nick made the best pancakes in the world (well, next to me), but since we were still fighting, I couldn’t touch the pancakes. I walked to the kitchen, still dressed in my robe, intending to grab a bite of something before getting ready for lunch with Kevin.

  “Hi, Maddy.” He was flipping a pancake.

  “Hey, Nick,” I replied.

  “I made some pancakes for you,” he said as he looked at me. He had that weird look that felt as if he was undressing me with his eyes.

  “No,” I answered as I pulled my robe tightly around me, conscious of the fact that I wore nothing underneath it.

  “So you’re not hungry?” Nick asked as he dished some pancakes and eggs onto two plates.

  “I’m okay. Thanks, though.”

  “Come on, Maddy. Please sit with me,” he pleaded. I was about to decline but remembered the kiss he had seen the night before from his window. I changed my mind.

  “Sure. I can’t resist pancakes anyways,” I said as I sat at the dining table.

  He brought two plates over and set one if front of me.

  “Thank you,” I said as I started to dig in.

  “So, how was your rendezvous last night?” he asked in between morsels of food, his gaze fixed on his plate and barely making contact with mine.

  “It was just dinner with a nice guy.”

  “Really? That’s all it was? I could have sworn I saw you kiss him when he brought you home.”

  “You were spying on me?”

  “No, I wasn’t. I was simply making sure you were okay,” he said, pushing his plate away. “Maddy, we really need to talk.”

  I looked at him; I could tell he was suffering. Maybe it was time to hear him out. “I’m listening.”

  “About the other day with Amber,” he started. I remained silent. “There’s nothing going on between us. She wanted us to get back together and I said no. I told her I was in love with someone else. Then she suggested I should cheat on that person. I was simply trying to let her down gently and make her understand we were over,” he said, his eyes pleading for understanding.

  “It didn’t look like it,” I sulked. “You guys were cozy like you were just about to have sex or something.”

  “Maddy, that’s because you left before I could finish my conversation with her. If you’d stayed just a few minutes more, you would have heard me completely break it off with her.”

  I believed him, but I wasn’t going to make it easy on him. “You’re in love with someone else?” I asked.

  He looked at me like my question was unexpected. “Maddy, can’t you tell I like you way more than a brother ever should? Do you know how miserable I’ve been since you walked out on me in that café? And how miserable it’s made me that Kevin has come into the picture?”

  “Oh, forget Kevin. He’s just a friend. There’s nothing between us.”

  He pulled his chair closer to mine and held my hands. “Can you forgive me?” he asked. “I’ve missed you in more ways than you can ever imagine. My cock has missed you, too.”

  My gaze dropped to his groin area, and I was face-to-face with a humongous hard on. “Nick?” I grinned, pointing to his crotch, my meal forgotten.

  “Damn, Maddy, see what you do to me?”

  “What?”

  “You tempt me. And that’s wrong,” he groaned.

  “I’m not tempting you,” I said, getting up and pulling him close to me, the hardness of his erection pushing into my mound.

  “Then what are you doing?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

  I put his hands around my tiny waist, forcing him to hold me close to him. “I’m giving you what you’ve earned, Nick. I’ve missed you too.”

  “Oh, Maddy…” he started, but my mouth claimed his. He hesitated only briefly before seeking my tongue with his and kissing me like ours was the last kiss he’d ever have. This was a deep, passionate kiss, not the simple, uninspiring kiss that Kevin had delivered.

  Oh no, Kevin! He was due to pick me up any minute now. He could ring the doorbell and see me in my stepbrother’s arms. I pushed Nick away gently just as his hands were about to cup my breasts.

  “I have to go. Kevin will be here any moment. It’s my time to let him off gently, as well,” I said as I opened my eyes, my lips still savoring the kiss. Without waiting for his response, I quickly wrapped my robe around myself and ran up the stairs.


  No sooner had I reached my room than the doorbell rang. I quickly pulled a set of underwear and the first dress I could lay my hands on and put it all on. I took a quick look at the mirror, brushed my hair, and applied some makeup.

  “Maddy, Kevin’s here,” Nick called out.

  “Sure, be there in a second,” I called back as I yanked on a pair of tall riding boots to match the dress.

  When I got downstairs, Nick and Kevin were talking about cars. Nick was much more relaxed, probably because he knew I was about to give Kevin the boot.

  “All right, I’ll be back shortly,” I said as we made our way out the door. As I was about to exit behind Kevin, I felt a hand grope my ass and squeeze it. I turned around and winked at Nick. I wished the date with Kevin was over already.

  ***

  I endured the longest ice cream date with Kevin, wondering how to tell him I didn’t want any more than just a friendship from him. Half the time, I wasn’t listening to what he was saying, since my brains were wrapped around thoughts of how to tell him that we couldn’t be more than friends. My thoughts were also drifting to the image of Nick’s huge, erect cock. Once we were done with our ice cream, I was in so much of a hurry to get back that poor Keven asked me if I was okay.

  “Yeah, I just have some chores at home I need to get done,” I claimed.

  He nodded as he opened the car door to let me in. We were home in a few minutes, and like the night before, he opened the door to let me out. This time, he was the first to kiss me. I was caught off guard, even though I should have expected it as I was the one who had started the kissing thing.

  “Listen, Kevin, you’re a good guy…” I started, but he cut me off.

  “You just want to be friends. I get it, Maddy. I’ve sort of known that all week, but I was hoping I was wrong.”

  “I’m sorry I kissed you last night. I didn’t intend to lead you on,” I said in a low voice.

  “No hard feelings,” he said, smiling. “You didn’t lead me on, just keeping a promise you made to me. I was the one who got carried away.”

  “Well, I didn’t help issues. So, you’re not mad at me?” I asked.