by Ally Miller
“No thank you,” she smiled at him.
The three of them were quiet on the way to the restaurant. Steven couldn’t take his mind off how much Emma had grown. She had changed in a good way and as he sat there so close to her, he could see the cleavage that was hiding behind the top of her dress.
“What are you looking at?” she asked him in a teasing voice, feeling his eyes on her but not sure what he was looking at.
“Nothing,” he whispered, looking away from her quickly but
she knew it was something because his face was red.
Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at him, checked out how good he had turned out since she had been gone. She thought that Mark was going to have a hard time shaping Steven and she had been proven wrong. The last time she had seen him, Steven was in and out of trouble. With daddy’s money, he got away with it, everything had been swept under the rug. She was shocked to hear that he was now part owner of the company that their dad had made from the ground up. She was already impressed with him when Mark had told her everything that Steven was doing to become a business man, following in his footsteps.
By the time the night was over, it was almost midnight when they got back home, the three of them laughing and talking about the old times. About when Steven and Emma were younger and all the trouble they had gotten into.
“Alright, I’m going to call it a night. I’m glad that you decided to make a go of it here, Emma. Your mother would be real proud.” Mark nodded his head at her as he left the two in the living room and went up the stairs to his room.
“You know dad never did get over your mother. He hasn’t had a real relationship since they split up but that’s between you and me,” he told her.
“I didn’t want to leave when Mom left, but I didn’t want her to leave alone either. I know that it hurt Dad when I left with her. I’m just glad that nothing really changed. I’m glad that you’re still my brother and nothing would ever make me change my feelings on that,” Emma told him seriously.
Steven licked his lips and saw that her blue eyes were glimmering with happiness. He could tell she was happy there.
“Do you remember when you found out that I was going to play spin the bottle with some friends and you had to be there to make sure nothing was going to happen?” she laughed, wanting to keep going down memory lane.
“I remember,” he blushed.
“My first spin and when it stopped, it landed on you so you kissed me on the cheek.” She pointed and laughed at him.
“I know,” he whispered to her.
Now he wished that he could kiss her, wished that she had looked the way she did now back then.
Emma leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, but at the last second Emma moved and he ended up kissing her on the mouth.
“Sorry,” he whispered against her lips and pulled away from her.
“I don’t want you to be sorry Steven,” Emma murmured to him, looking him in the eye and kissing him softly on the lips.
He allowed her to kiss him, felt his heart racing as her soft lips pressed against his but then he pushed her away from gently.
“We can’t do this,” he told her softly, feeling his cock getting hard inside his pants and he knew that she could see it.
“Maybe next time,” she laughed and winked at him before getting off the couch and heading up to the room across from his.
“Eight tomorrow morning. I need you to try on some bathing suits!” he shouted up at her, he wanted to get the show started.
“Tomorrow morning!” she called back and he heard the bedroom door she went into shut softly.
Steven’s head was pounding. He couldn’t believe that he had kissed her. That he had allowed her to kiss him. Shaking his head, he had to make sure that it didn’t happen again. After all, they were siblings, stepsiblings. but he thought it was the same thing.
“What a night,” he muttered as he got off the couch himself and headed up the stairs to his room.
He heard her television on as he went to his room and shut the door behind him. Though he knew it was wrong when he got into bed, he felt a smile crawl across his face.
Chapter 4
Steven had meant what he said and when he got up at seven that morning, he was surprised to see that Emma was already to go. Her hair was washed, her make-up was on and she was wearing a white robe. He couldn’t help but wonder if there were any clothes under the robe that she was wearing.
“You told me to be ready so here I am,” Emma grinned at him, sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee in front of her.
“Did you save me any?” he asked, looking at the cup in front of her.
“There’s a pot, you don’t have maids?” She narrowed her eyes at him, her mother had all kinds of maids when she was living with her.
“We do, but the weekends they have off. It’s Sunday, Dad thinks if we can’t do without the help for two days then we really are lazy. Not to mention he doesn’t have to worry about forking out money for the weekends too.” Steven rolled his eyes at her.
“He has a point there,” Emma nodded her head, watching as he went to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup.
“What do you guys normally do around here?” Emma asked him, wanting to strike up a conversation.
“Work. Most of the time I will be in my office and Dad will be at work in his office. That’s all we really do around here.” Steven shrugged his shoulders.
“Wow, it’s a good thing that I did come here. It’s time to save you from all this seriousness and have some fun.” Emma winked at him as he sat down across from her at the table.
“Right.” Steven rolled his eyes at her.
“The more I think about modeling for you, the more excited I am about it. I showered and as you can tell I’m ready to start whenever you are.” Emma looked at herself as she took another sip of her hot coffee.
“I’m not ready at all, look at me,” he laughed.
Emma took a good look at him and saw that his hair was a mess. He hadn’t shaved so he had stubble on his face. He looked tired from
the night before.
“Are you going to be the one doing the modeling?” Emma raised her eyebrows at him.
“No.” He shook his head.
“Okay then I think you look fine.” She smiled at him, she wasn’t lying. She thought he looked great whether he just woke up or when she had seen him last night in a suit and tie.
“Thank you.” Steven blushed, his jawline showing as he clenched his teeth together. He couldn’t really tell her how he thought she looked. Not wanting to cross that line.
After their cup of coffee Steven brought her upstairs to the third floor and into the modeling room that he had set up.
“You need to invest in an elevator or something.” Emma was having a hard time breathing.
“It keeps me in shape. I’m the only one who comes up here. I don’t even let the maids up here,” he explained to her as he walked into the room.
Quickly he made his way to the bay windows and opened the curtains. The sunlight flooded the four white, walled room and Emma gasped when she saw the view from the back of the house.
There was nothing but woods and mountains but compared to where she had been living, she thought it was a beautiful sight.
“Nice huh?” Steven asked, looking over his shoulder at her.
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered to him, walking over to get a closer look.
“Alright, we have a busy day today. There are a few that I want you to try on and before today’s over with, I want to get them out to the
production line and into the stores.” He clapped his hands.
He went to the camera and made sure that it was adjusted to the way he wanted it. The pictures were going to go out to magazines and by the time the week ended, he would have everyone buying the bathing suits that he came up with.
Emma walked away from the window and felt the sun on her back. It felt good but she knew that
she had to get to work. She had promised him that she would model for him and that’s what she was going to do.
“I want you to start out with the red one. We are going to take pictures in the light and in the dark,” he said as he handed her the red bikini.
“You want me to wear this?” She laughed at him, shaking her head.
“Hey, revealing clothing sells. Trust me, it does.” He nodded his head, not even smiling at her.
He was being completely serious, the more revealing the clothing was the more they would sell.
He watched her as she went around the corner of the room and into the small dressing room. It had only taken her a few seconds for her to put it on and come back out. When he looked at her he knew that it fit well, it fit just the way he had wanted it to.
Her legs were long, her hair was put up in a pony-tail and she shaved quite well in all the right spots. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her tits when he noticed that they were just about spilling out.
“Are you sure that it looks okay?” she asked him, shaking her head and feeling silly in the bikini that he had given her.
“Yes, you don’t know California girls. The only thing wrong with the picture is that you’re not tanned. You haven’t had much time in the sun yourself but that doesn’t matter,” he told her, looking at her through the lens of his camera and taking picture after picture.
“If you say so.” She winked as he took another picture of her. He had captured the wink and thought that it was great. It was enticing and anyone with her size would get the red one. He knew those would sell fast.
“Now I’m going to turned the lights down to dusk,” he told her, turning his back and going to the curtains.
The sun was now just peeping through the curtains like he had wanted them to. He got the light exactly the way he wanted it but just before he went to go take a picture of her in the dusk light that he had created she had a problem.
“The bikini top is loosening from the back,” she told him as quickly as she could. Just as the words came out her bikini top fell away and hit the floor.
Steven quickly went over and picked it up, his fingers shaking he slightly touched her hard nipple and she moaned for him, he dropped the top again right in front of her.
“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath and picked it back up.
He had a clear look at the moist bikini bottom as he bent down to pick it up and his cock was hard when he stood back up.
Emma kissed him hard on the mouth and wrapped her arms around him as she began grinding against him.
“I’m not sure I can do this,” he told her against her mouth before pulling away.
“Just try,” she pleaded with him. She needed him and her body needed the one thing that he could give her.
Emma felt his arms wrap around her, felt him press against her and she moaned against his mouth as she felt his hard cock grinding against her pussy through the thin fabric she was wearing.
“God, that’s a good try,” Emma moaned, pulling away from him and grabbing his cock through his thin pajama pants.
“Fuck,” he moaned, feeling her squeeze him tighter and tighter.
“I know. That’s what I wanted to do last night but you turned me away,” she whined at him, licking her lips and grinning at him.
“I don’t know about this Emma.” He shook his head again, not sure if he should walk away or stay where he was.
“I’m sure about this Steven. Ever since I left I thought about you. I thought about what it would be like to be with you. Back then I wasn’t anything to look at but now, now I see you looking at me any chance you get.” She said giggling, teasing him as she brought her hand away from his cock.
She brought her hands to the waistband of her bikini bottom and slid them down her hips. She bent down and slid them down to her feet as she brought her mouth to his cock and nibbled on it through his pajama bottoms.
“You make it hard to walk away,” Steven gasped as his mind was swirling with lust.
“Then don’t walk away,” she told him, stripping him of his pajamas and seeing just how big he was.
Steven took her hand and led her away from the modeling station. He led her out the door knowing that no one ever came up to the third floor. He took her in one of the bedrooms but locked the door just in case.
He led her to the bed and she quickly lay down for him, spreading her legs as wide as she could for him so that he could see what he was getting.
“You look so beautiful,” he murmured as he got on top of her and watched as she pushed her tits together.
“Lick them Steven,” she pleaded with him, she had been waiting for something like this to happen to them and now it was finally here. It was finally time to show him how much she wanted to be with him.
“Emma,” he moaned.
“Do it,” she begged him.
He searched her eyes and saw it was what she wanted. Her blue eyes were filled with desire and even though he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t help but want her. He had to have her. He had thought about having her the night before in the limo when they were going to dinner.
As he brought his mouth to her tits and began suckling on them slowly, he slid the head of his cock between her pussy lips and felt that she was completely wet on the inside. He had gathered that she was wet from that morning before they had even started the modeling session.
“This isn’t getting our work done,” he whispered to her, taking her hard nipples between his teeth.
“It’s fun though and you know that I’m right,” she giggled softly.
He groaned again and slammed his cock into her wet pussy. He could tell that she didn’t have many sexual encounters because she was tight. He wondered just how many men she had been with because it was hard to get inside of her.
Once he was all the way inside of her, she whimpered and moaned for him. She arched her back, letting go of her tits. One slipped out of his mouth while the other one was shoved to the back of his throat.
Steven sucked and licked at her tit that was in his mouth while he massaged the other one with one of his hands. He pinched her hard nipple making her moan louder for him.
“That’s it Steven, I’ve waited so long for this. I’ve waited so long for this time with you,” she murmured against his ear as she put a hand to the back of his head, pulling him closer and closer to her.
Steven slammed his cock into her repeatedly. The more he slammed into her, the wetter she got for him. He could tell that she was close to being pushed off the edge as she pulled his hair and begged him to fuck her harder.
“I’m almost there, keep going.” Emma said as she gasped and moaned for him, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
“I know you are, I am too,” he grunted back to her.
“Cum inside of me Steven, please. Please,” she whined at him, licking the side of his ear. Her whimpers were getting louder and louder. He thought that maybe he would grow deaf because of how close her mouth was to his ear.
He felt Emma as she released for him. He felt his cock flexing inside of her and he had waited for her as he flooded her pussy with his juices. He was gasping and moaning her name softly as he kept going. He dug his fingers into her tit as he finished.
Steven lay on top of her for so long that she thought he had fallen asleep. She held him tightly against her body, feeling his cock slipping out of her as they lay there together.
“It’s everything I thought it would be. It’s everything that I dreamed it would be. I waited for you Steven,” Emma confessed to him, whispering the words in his ear.
“What do you mean that you waited for me?” He looked up at her quickly, hearing the words he knew what it meant. He wanted it clarified.
“You were the first one for me. You were the one that I wanted to be with,” she told him, smiling at him. She didn’t know what the big deal was.
“You’re serious?” he asked her, getting off her and sitting on
the edge of the
bed.
“It’s not a big deal. You would think that you’d be happy about it,” she sighed, getting up from the bed herself and headed out of the room.
“It is a big deal though Emma. I’ve been with at least a dozen women,” he muttered and shook his head before he walked out of the room hot on her heels.
Emma got her robe and threw it on her. She didn’t know what to say to him. She was afraid that he didn’t want to talk to her anymore. That he didn’t want her modeling for him.
“Where you going? We have work to do,” he told her gruffly.
“I’m going to go take a shower and we can start again,” she muttered, not bothering to look at him.
Chapter 5
After Emma’s shower, she didn’t go back to the modeling room. Steven had a feeling she wouldn’t. He didn’t mean to hurt her feelings, but she could’ve told him before they did anything together. He didn’t regret his time with her and he knew it was wrong, but he had to have her again.
He went to her room knowing that’s where she was. He opened the door and saw that she was packing a suitcase.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked her softly, taking the
clothing from her and putting them back in the closet.
“I’m leaving,” she told him, throwing her hair over her shoulder.
“No, no you’re not. You just got here and there’s no reason to leave Emma.” He rolled his eyes at her.
“You don’t want me here,” she stated.
“I do want you here, I do want you,” Steven admitted to her.
Emma looked at him, shocked that he would say that. He was just mad at her a little over an hour ago, and now he wanted her?
“Yes, I know that it’s not right but no one can tell their heart who to love. You know that and I know that. Running away from it isn’t going to solve that. You should know that,” he said as he pointed a finger at her.
“I think that we should just do the modeling job and pretend that none of this happened,” she told him coolly.
“If that’s the way you want to do things then fine. We have a few hours left of day light and I think that we can get most of what I need in for today. If the bathing suits pick up like I think they’re going to, then we will do more modeling.” He lied to her. He didn’t lie to her about the production line, but he had lied to her about leaving her alone. He wasn’t sure that he could.
