DEVIL: A Stepbrother Romance (16 page)

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fter Valerie left
, I returned to the house and began sweeping out as much water that was pooled on the floor as possible. I flipped a few piece of key furniture upright, a sofa, a bed, a table, and I covered the upholstery of those pieces with sheets. I opened all the windows and turned on the ceiling fans that were surprisingly still working.

I plopped myself down on the couch and put my face in my hands. “Why are you doing this?” I asked as I shook my head from side to side. I tilted my head up and yelled this time, “Why!?”

I stood up out of sofa, picked up a broken chair and tossed it towards the wall, where it splintered into pieces and fell to the ground with a thud. “Why aren’t you answering now? Come on motherfucker! I know you can hear me! Answer me! Why are you doing this!?”

There was no response.

I sat down and let out a sigh before a voice finally came.

“We had a deal, Mitch.”

I jolted up in my chair. “Yeah, we had a deal. I’m supposed to break every girl’s fucking heart, but you never told me it also involved family!”

“I never said it didn’t.”

I pressed my thumb and my index finger to my temple and I could feel tears starting to swell in my eyes. “Why? Why do you have to be such an evil fuckin’ bastard?”

“I gave you a second chance. And for everything I do good, there must be an evil. There must be balance in the world.”

“Fuck!” I yelled. “Why didn’t you bring down the plane on my way back here? You would’ve killed me the same as that day I almost crashed into the truck!”

“The truck driver was a sex offender, Mitch. I can’t bring down a whole plane full of good people just to teach you a lesson.”

“You’ve just got an answer for everything, don’t you?!” I screamed. I leaned back in my chair and tried to calm my nerves. “What can I do for you to set me free from this shit? I don’t need your help anymore. I’ll do things on my own, but I just want to be free. No more games.”

“Hmm… another deal you seek?”

“You want me to fuck my sister and tell her to fuck off, right?”

The voice laughed. “
No, no, no… A quick fuck? That’s too easy. I will set you free, but only on one condition: Make a move on your sister, but make sure your parents know about your intermingling as well. Set the grounds for tearing your whole family apart.”

I gulped. That’s was what I was afraid of more than anything. Having a fling with Annie would be one thing, but if Mom and Dad found out, our family would never be the same. They’d never trust me again, and Annie’s wholesome image would be ruined.

I struggled with the answer as I looked around my room and saw the destruction surrounding me. My whole world was crumbling, and if I lost my family as well, I’d be left with nothing at all.

“Fuck you!” I finally screamed.

Once again, the voice went silent.

I
sped
down the highway in Mom and Dad’s old Subaru. When we got back to LA, I tried to call Mitch to make sure that he made it home okay, but he wasn’t answering his phone. I took it upon myself to borrow the family car and go check on him. I wouldn’t normally be so concerned about what Mitch was doing, but after the loss in Miami, I knew he wasn’t feeling too well. Not to mention the near drowning and most unforgettable kiss of my life.

He told me to forgive and forget, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind. In fact, I was a little bit angry that he would kiss me and walk away like that. I didn’t ask him to kiss me, but when he did it was magical. I know that he felt it too. Maybe we couldn’t realistically be together, but I needed closure. I couldn’t go back to just being his little sister without us talking it out.

I pulled up the driveway to Mitch’s mansion and immediately noticed that all the windows were open and part of the driveway was soaked. My initial thought was that perhaps his water heater burst, but even the windows on the top floor were open. How could all three floors have gotten flooded?

I parked the car and stepped out, adjusting my floral-print sundress as I cautiously headed towards the entrance. Several mud footprints were running back and forth towards the door, and when I knocked, I could see that the door was jarred open.

“Mitch?” I called out as I pushed the door open slowly.

Mitch was just standing up from his couch, now covered with a sheet, when he saw me step into view. He was wearing a pair of plain, stonewash jeans and a plain, black t-shirt. “Annie… What are you doing here?”

All around me there was destruction. It was as if someone bottled up a tornado and let it off in inside of Mitch’s house, then sprinkled a rain shower after all the damage was done. “You weren’t answering your phone. What happened here?”

Mitch let out a sigh. “The police think that it was vandals.”

“Vandals? But why would anyone vandalize–“

“I don’t know,” he interrupted sharply.

“I’m sorry… Are you okay?”

Mitch sat back down in the sheeted sofa, and I crossed the damp floor, stepping over broken pieces of furniture on my way. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s going to be hard, but I’ll be fine,” he replied.

I sat down on the couch beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder. “As long as you’re fine that’s all that matters. All of these things are just objects. You’ve got enough money that you can replace them.”

Mitch sighed again. “That’s the thing. As of today, I’m in debt by about $500,000, and by tomorrow it could be more depending on how the stock market moves. My house insurance doesn’t have a clause for flooding and only covers vandalism up to a certain amount. I have to wait for an inspector to come look at the damage, but there’s a good chance I won’t get much back on my claim.”

“$500,000 debt?” I questioned, shaking my head in confusion.

“Let’s just say that a stock I bet against had a record breaking day. Big enough to wipe me out.”

“Oh my god, Mitch. So what are you going to do?”

“There’s not much I can do. Depends on how the situation plays out in the market the next couple days, but I would guess I’ll be in bankruptcy court sooner than later. I won’t have any luck selling the house in this condition.”

I bit my lip, and the defeated expression on Mitch’s face made me feel like I wanted to cry. I leaned in and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “It’s going to be okay, Mitch.”

“Oh, c’mon Annie,” Mitch said and lightly pushed me off. “Don’t worry about me. You should go home and look after Mom and Dad.”

“Mom and Dad are fine. Right now, I’m just worried about you. And I want you to know that I’ll help you fix this in any way I can. I can help you with cleaning or–“

“You really shouldn’t be here…” Mitch interrupted, his eyes showing more concern than they should have.

“Why?” I asked.

Mitch turned his head and looked across the room, but didn’t say anything.

“Is it because of what happened on the beach?” I swallowed hard. “I know you told me to forgive and forget, but don’t you think that we should talk about it? Something happened when we kissed, and it wasn’t something that happens every day.”

“I know,” he said. “And that’s why we shouldn’t be alone together.”

I huffed and stood up out of the chair. “You know, you’re being a real asshole about this!” I pointed my finger at him as I spoke. “When you’re on the field, I admire you because you’re fearless, but when it comes to talking to me about your feelings you’re the biggest coward I’ve ever met.”

“Shutup!” Mitch yelled.

“No, I’m not going to shut up! You just want to run away and act like nothing ever happened.”

Mitch rose to his feet and again yelled, “Just shutup and leave, Annie!”

“Don’t tell me what to do Mitch! I’m not one of your whores!”

Mitch took a step closer to me, his jaw line stiff, and his lips forming a straight, angry line. “If you don’t get out of here–“

“You’ll what?” I interrupted. “Going to hit me? Going to pick me up and throw me out?”

Mitch grabbed the front of my sundress and yanked me forward, causing me to almost trip. I fell hard against his chest. He stared down into my eyes, and I could feel his breath heavy on my forehead. I was scared. “You don’t even know how much this is going to hurt us,” he whispered through clenched teeth.

Before I could even process his words, his lips were pressed against mine, and I felt my legs turn to jelly. As my knees slowly sank, he reached his arm around and squeezed on to my ass, pulling me up and into him at the same time. My forearms were pressed against his chest, and I could feel his muscles flexing underneath his shirt with every minute moment that he made.

His other hand reached around and grabbed the small of my back, then slowly started whisking up and down as he continued to kiss into me. Our tongues intermingled, and this time, he wasn’t hesitant. I wasn’t sure what was happening or how it happened. One minute he was yelling at me to leave, and the next minute his tongue was exploring the hidden nooks of my mouth.

“You want to know how I feel?” he said as he pulled away slightly.

I nodded my head faintly.

He pecked another kiss onto my lips. “I feel…” Our lips snapped together as he kissed me again. “I feel like I love you Annie, and I don’t know how I can live without you.” He moved his head back and again captured my lips in his, returning with even more passion than before.

My tummy swirled with butterflies, and I whimpered into his mouth as he caressed me. I moved my hands away from his chest and placed my palms gently on his cheeks. There was a light stubble on his face, and I could tell that he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days. His lips were full, soft and the smell of his breath pouring out of his nose was indescribable. I tried to time my breathing so that I inhaled the exact moment that he exhaled, letting me soak it all up. There wasn’t really a comparable scent. It was just him. The scent of Mitch.

Mitch put both hands under my ass and lifted me up as if I was light as a feather. He carried me through the house as I continued to kiss him, kicking broken furniture and glass on the floor out of the way of wherever he was taking me. He rounded the corner of the house and brought me to one of the guest bedrooms then set me down on the sheet of the bed. It was a plain, white cotton sheet, the same as the one that was on his couch in the living room. I could tell that he had just put it on the bed due to the crispness of the fabric.

He grabbed the front of my sundress with both of his hands, and I braced for him to tear it off me, but then he paused and stared forward at the wall as if something spoke out to him. “No,” he whispered. “Not with you...” He let go of the front of my dress and pushed the straps off my shoulders. He nudged my chest, indicating for me to lie down, and when I did, he gently slid my dress off from the bottom.

A cool breeze from the open window stirred across my skin, and I felt my whole being tingle as I laid there near-naked, watching Mitch remove his shirt and then his pants. He tossed his clothes aside, down to his boxers and licked his lips lightly as he stared at me lying on his bed.

This dark tattoos. Those perfectly sculpted abs. Those pecks. Every sharp angle of his muscles were clearly defined, accentuated by the honey colored complexion that he had gained from spending excessive time outdoors. There was a barely-visible trail of hair running from his belly button, down to the center of his boxers almost like an arrow pointing to the path of salvation.

I felt my panties getting soaked just by looking at him.

“Come here,” he ordered softly and motioned his fingers in a come-hither motion. I sat up on the bed, and he took a step forward before reaching his arms around my back and unclasping my bra with ease then pulling it off of my arms. My breasts tumbled free, and I swallowed hard, looked up to his eyes, hoping that he wasn’t disappointing with my body.

“So beautiful,” he whispered. He gently clutched my arms and slid away until both of his hands were holding mine, and then navigated them to the hem of his boxers. “Go ahead. You do it.”

My heart was racing. Never in my life had I been so naked in the presence of a man, and the only penises that I had ever seen were on the internet. I gently tugged down on his shorts until I could see the base of his cock, and my heart began racing more. I paused for a brief moment before pulling them the rest of the way to let them fall to the ground. His cock sprang out like a jack in the box, and I jumped slightly in surprise. His happy trail led to a larger patch of hair, but it was trimmed short, not obstructing the sight of his large tool.

It was beautiful, swollen, and veins swerved up the entire length. A tiny bit of liquid occupied the tip. My pussy tingled and my mouth watered at the sight. I couldn’t believe I was looking at a cock, and the fact that it was Mitch’s cock turned me on even more.

“Go ahead,” he whispered.

I knew what I was supposed to do, but I worried that I would do something wrong. I nervously reached out and wrapped my hands around it, surprised by how hot it was to the touch. “It’s big Mitch,” I said shyly and looked up at him.

He smiled and gave me a nod, but didn’t speak.

I tugged on it slightly before leaning in forward to take it between my lips. I had to open wide to get it in, and I could only get an inch or so below the tip before it filled my entire mouth. I could taste the precum on tip, and while the texture was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, the flavor made my mouth water even more. He groaned in approval as I tugged with my hand and twirled my tongue around the tip, and I could fell the strain of his muscles rising whenever I applied suction.

His hands grabbed my shoulders, then he pushed me away and back onto the bed. He was so strong. What felt like the force of the heavens probably felt like the slightest touch to him. He pulled me to the side of the bed and whipped my panties off in a single motion then knelt down so that my crotch was right in front of his face. I instinctively put my hand over my pussy and closed my legs in shame.

I wasn’t prepared.

“Don’t be shy, Annie.”

“But I–“

He climbed on top of me, and I felt his heat slide against my body. His lips met mine, and I sensed myself unraveling as he pelted me with kisses. Slowly he eased away from my lips and kissed me on the side of my face, my neck, between my breasts, down my belly button, and I slowly began to relax. But once he got close to to my spot, I tensed up once more.

“Don’t be shy,” he said again in interruption and forced my hand away with his. He pried my legs apart, and before I could fight back, I felt his lips directly on my pussy. My back arched and my hands dove into his hair as he licked against my folds. It was the most intense sensation that I had ever felt.

He grabbed the back of my legs behind the knee and held my legs in place as he worked his magic. I felt so embarrassed being so exposed but less and less self-conscious when I heard him hum in pleasure as he lapped up everything that I had to offer. “You taste so good, baby,” he said when he came up a moment for air.

Up and down his tongue went and then it circled around my clit. My hands clench into his head, and when he sucked my clit into my mouth, a fire below my stomach began to erupt, unannounced. I tried to squirm away, but his hands held me firmly into place. “Oh god,” I moaned, and then my body began to shake.

My thighs clenched hard against the force of his hands, but he held me in place and continued to work on me, extending my orgasm for as long as possible. “Yes, baby. Give it to me,” I heard him say as he slurped. I knew he was licking up my cum, and I felt ashamed.

He rose to his feet, as my body continued to tremble on the bed. He crawled back on top of me, and while my head was turned to the side, I could see him staring at my breasts while he stroked his cock in his other hand.

I turned my head back up to look at him and he smiled. “Thank you for giving me your juice, baby.”

Again I turned my head and bit down on my index finger. Just by hearing his naughty words, I could feel myself getting turned on again. I felt him place the tip of his smooth cock on my pussy, rubbing it up and down the length, and fear shot up my spine. I scrambled to my elbows and backed away as fast as I could.