Vacation with my Stepbrother: A Forbidden Stepbrother Romance (8 page)

“Is that it?” I asked.

“Yep, that’s the place,” Danny responded. “It’s a lot of fun. Get ready to dance.”

I smiled wide and then, without even thinking twice, I grabbed Danny’s hand and started jogging across the sand. A newfound energy filled me. I wanted to party. I wanted to let go.

We slowed our pace as we neared the bar. Reggae music played on the speakers. The deep bass thumped loudly, echoing out across the water. As soon as we walked up, the bartender waived us over.

“Danny’s back!” he shouted.

I rolled my eyes. It seemed Danny had already made some good impressions at the bar.

“Come on, that’s James,” Danny said, as we approached him. “He said he’d hook me up if I came back tonight.”

As soon as we walked up, James held his hand out for a handshake.

“Is this your girlfriend?” he asked, looking at Danny. “Damn, man. Wow.”

I blushed at the compliment as I shook his hand. Then I responded quickly, “No, I’m not his girlfriend. We’re...”

Then I hesitated. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to tell James that Danny was my stepbrother. I was pretty sure he had seen us running down the beach hand in hand.

“We’re just good friends,” I finally said. “We’re good friends on vacation.”

James shrugged and then wiped his shaggy blonde hair out of his eyes. “Well, you’re in the right place for a vacation. And drinks are on me tonight. At least until we close...which is unfortunately in about thirty minutes.”

Free drinks? Only thirty minutes to drink them? What could possibly go wrong?

“What would you like?” James asked.

I glanced over to Danny, who was eyeballing a bottle of tequila on the bar. “How about tequila shots?”

“More tequila?” I asked. “You are going to get me into a lot of trouble. I’ve already had three shots.”

Danny just chuckled and before he could say a word, James had two shot glasses on the bar. He poured the clear liquid and then Danny and I drank them down.

“One more!” James cried.

He poured another. I took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. The buzz was coming on strong.

“One more,” I agreed. “That’s it.”

Danny and I took the shots and I set the glass back onto the counter. Then I looked at my stepbrother, shaking my head. “You and tequila. Now I see why you got in trouble so many times during high school. You were probably drunk on this stuff.”

“Most likely,” Danny said.

Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the crowd of people that filled the patio. We walked through them and I began bobbing my head to the beat of the music. The tequila was thick in my blood, and I was becoming more confident by the second.

When we got to the center of the patio, Danny stopped in his tracks. Then he turned to face me directly. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled my close. My first reaction would have normally been to push him away. But I didn’t. I let him touch me. We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment and I began to feel the same attraction that I had at the cottage when we kissed. There was no denying it. I liked him. A lot.

“Will you dance with me?” he asked.

He shifted his feet a bit as he spoke and I suddenly realized that he was a bit nervous. It was actually kind of cute.

“Of course,” I responded.

The tequila was obviously talking at that point, but whatever. I had made a conscious decision that I was going to let go and have fun. If that meant dancing with my stepbrother, then I guess that was what I had to do.

Danny smiled and then took my hand, twirling me around in a circle in front of him. I giggled as he spun me and when I faced him again, he pulled me close. The music continued on, the bass rumbling the floor of the patio. My hands were over his shoulders and his were on my waist. I closed my eyes and let the music flow through me. Our bodies moved in cadence with the beat and each movement brought us closer. We began to grind gently against each other and a moist heat presented itself in my crotch as we did. But I didn’t mind. In fact, it didn’t weird me out at all. Because in that moment, the person who was holding me close on that dance floor wasn’t “Danny, my stepbrother”. He was just a sexy and muscular man, who I had unrelenting attraction to. Right then, I didn’t care that our parents were married and that he and I had grown up together. I was just fully immersed in the moment and enjoying every second of it.

My hips swayed and I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. Danny’s powerful hands were still on my waist and I felt as his fingers slowly slid around to my ass. I didn’t stop him. I wanted him to touch me. I
needed
his fingers all over me.

His hands continued their journey downward, until they got past the bottom of my dress. Then I felt his touch on the back of my naked thighs. I opened my eyes and looked at him, flashing a flirtatious smile.

“Danny, no,” I whispered.

He knew I wasn’t serious, though. The sexual smirk on my face and the lust in my eyes gave it away. I was melting in front of him, hypnotized by his green eyes and his sexy gaze. I had officially lost control.

“Kiss me,” I said.

Danny didn’t hesitate. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. With my hands still wrapped around the back of his neck, I stood up on my tiptoes and pulled myself close to him. Our mouths opened and our tongued began to dance, darting against each other’s. My fingers moved up to the back of his head and I gently gripped a handful of his hair. Then I pulled my face away.

“What are we doing?” I asked.

Danny didn’t respond. His eyes were locked with mine. His pupils had dilated and the expression on his face was one I hadn’t seen before. His breathing quickened, causing his chest to rise and fall in cadence.

“God, I want you, Nikki,” he said, his words barely audible over the music.

My pussy throbbed uncontrollably. My panties were surely soaked. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been that turned on. I needed this man more than anything. My body craved every inch of him, deep inside. It was illogical and uncontrollable, but I didn’t care any more. I was going to give into my carnal instincts.

I leaned in toward him and brought my lips to his ear. “Take me back to the cottage.”

Danny immediately grabbed my hand. He didn’t hesitate for a second. He wanted this as bad as I did. We both wanted each other and we probably had for years. We just didn’t know it. Apparently, being hundreds of miles away from our parents was enough to push our desires over the top.

“Come on,” he said, as he led us back through the crowd. “I’ve got an idea.”

We walked straight to the bar, where James was getting ready to pour us another shot.

“No more shots,” Danny said, as he held his hand up. “We’ve had enough. We’re going to head home. Any chance we could get a ride from someone?”

Danny was in a hurry and I was glad. I was ready to tear off my clothes and let him have his way with me however he wanted.

James nodded and then glanced over to the other guy working behind the bar. “Hey, Luke. You mind finishing up? I’m going to give my friend a ride back to his place.”

The young kid nodded his head in agreement. “Sure thing, James. I got it covered. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I shook my head in amazement. Danny had a way with people. He could get whatever he wanted. His charisma and persistence were one of a kind. For years those attributes of his drove me nuts, but not any more. Now I could finally see the benefit in them.

James stepped from behind the bar and then motioned for us to follow him. We walked to the small parking lot at the side of the building. His car was parked right in front.

“Okay, love birds,” he said. “Hop in the back. I’ll get you guys home safe and sound.”

Love birds?

I opened my mouth to correct him, reminding him once again that Danny and I were “just friends”. But then I stopped myself. For some reason, I actually didn’t mind the sound of it this time.

We hopped into the back seat and James pulled the car out of the parking lot. Danny and I scooted next to each other and he placed his hand in between my knees. I had my arm over his lap as I turned to face him. We couldn’t even last a second. As soon as our faces were aligned, we began kissing again. We weren’t making out completely, though. We were just gently pecking and pulling away. It only took a moment for James to notice.

“Just friends, huh?” he commented, as he looked into the rear view mirror.

I felt my face flush. A giggle escaped my lips.

“Yes, just really,
really
good friends,” I responded. “Right, Danny?”

Danny just shook his head and smiled. “Yeah, I suppose that’s about right.”

James shrugged and then asked, “So where am I taking you guys?”

“Take a left here, and then go for about a quarter mile...” Danny explained.

As he gave James the directions to our cottage, I glanced down at his crotch. An obvious bulge had grown underneath his grey slacks. It protruded upward, pressing out against the cloth. My lips parted as soon as I saw it. My heart beat faster. I looked away and then looked back. It was so freaking wrong. How could I want that bulge so badly? How could I crave to taste it and feel it inside of me? It wasn’t just any man’s. It was my stepbrother’s. But I didn’t care. I wanted its thick width between my fingers as I guided it inside of me, pulling him deep into my sex.

Danny finished giving James the directions and then sat back in the seat. I lifted my gaze to his face. At the same time, I brought my hand over to his lap and placed my fingers over the bulge. Then I gave his shaft a gentle squeeze.

“I can’t wait to get back to the house,” I whispered.

W
e were lucky to get a ride from James. A torrential downpour had started on the drive over. James told us it was pretty normal for that area. A storm would come out of nowhere and soak everything.

As soon as we pulled up to the cottage, Danny and I thanked James for the ride. Then we hopped out. We ran as fast we could to the front door, but it didn’t matter. The rain was heavy and fast, soaking our clothes completely within seconds. When we got inside, we closed the front door behind us.

“Oh, my God,” I said. “That’s some serious rain. I’m glad we didn’t have to walk in that.”

Danny’s eyes moved down my body as I spoke.

“Looks like we both got kind of wet out there,” he commented, innocently.

“I have a change of clothes in my room,” I responded. “I’m going to go change.”

“Why don’t you just give me your clothes and I’ll throw them in the dryer?” Danny asked, with a playful smile.

As he spoke, Danny slipped off his shirt and bundled it up in his hands. His skin was shining, reflecting the light and accentuating the muscles of his chest and abs. My eyes moved downward, where the lines of his hips disappeared into the waist of his slacks. My lips parted and I breathed in quickly as my pussy ached.

Oh, God... he’s so hot.

Danny smiled at me and reached a hand out, waiting for me to hand over my clothes. I decided to play his little game. So I smiled coyly and then grabbed the bottom of my dress, pulling it over my head. As I finished taking it off, I noticed that Danny’s gaze had moved toward my bra-covered breasts.

“Danny!” I chastised, covering myself up with one hand.

He just smiled and brought his eyes back up to my own.

“Sorry,” he responded. “You’re just so goddamn hot.”

I blushed at the compliment. “Well, thank you,” I said, throwing him the dress. He caught it with one hand and tossed it over his shoulder. He then quickly unbuttoned his slacks. He slipped them off in front of me, letting them fall down to his ankles. His black boxer/briefs were revealed, along with his muscular legs.

Goddamn. Is there anything about this guy that isn’t sexy?

It was seriously like standing in front of an underwear model. It almost didn’t seem real. Danny noticed me staring at him and then immediately gave me flak about it.

“Nikki!” he cried, as he playfully covered up his chest. “Stop staring at me!”

I started laughing as I shook my head. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I responded.

So there we were, standing inches from each other in nothing but our underwear. I could feel the sexual tension thrumming in the air. My body tingled and my pussy began to throb as I looked at my sexy stepbrother who stood before me.

“You are fucking perfect,” Danny exhaled slowly.

He then drew in a long breath and stepped close to me, placing his hands on my hips and pulling my close. My crotch pressed into his and a moment later, I felt a bulge began to grow within his boxers.

Any and all thoughts about the fact that Danny was my stepbrother flew out the window. My instincts were taking over and all that I could think about was having him. In that moment, that’s all that a wanted.

I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his. Our mouths opened and our tongues began to caress against each other’s. The kiss turned me on even further and I moaned softly as I leaned toward him.

Danny slid his powerful hands up my sides. Our naked skin was pressed against each other’s as we kissed. I reached my hands up and placed them over Danny’s muscular shoulders. Then I gently pulled away from our kiss and looked him in the eyes.

“Didn’t you say something about throwing our clothes in the dryer?” I asked, playfully.

Danny chuckled and shook his head.

“I did,” he responded. “But I think that can wait. There’s something much more important in front of me right now.”

Then he leaned forward and kissed me once again. This time, though, his hands dropped and he grabbed my ass, lifting me off of the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he held me there as we kissed.

We made out for a moment and then Danny broke our kiss. Without saying a word, he carried me across the living room and into his bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed and then resumed our kiss as his body loomed on all fours over mine.

Oh, God. This is so bad. But I’ll be damned if it doesn’t feel right.

My legs were still wrapped around Danny’s waist and as he leaned forward, it caused the bulge in his crotch to press against my pantie-covered flower. A burst of pleasure shot into my body as he bucked his hips forward, creating a gentle friction.