Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Ace
The power goes out with a sound like a switch being thrown on the whole world. One second the lamp is casting yellow across the room, the next there’s nothing but darkness and the rain slamming the roof in sheets.
“Fuck. What happened?” Li gasps, spinning around to face me. Her silhouette against the window becomes lit every time lightning cracks through the sky.
I try the light switch, but, of course, nothing happens. When I open the mini fridge I’m met by darkness.
“Looks like a blackout,” I reply calmly.
She exhales through her nose. Her white crop top is clinging to her skin from the humidity that built all afternoon—the fabric pressed flat against her ribcage, riding up on one side.
Another bolt of lightning turns the room white for a full second, making her shiver.
“Are you scared?” I ask, confused. Growing up, she was never scared of thunder and lightning. If anything, she’s the kind of girl to dance in the chaos.
“I’ve always had this thing about storms,” she admits softly.
“Oh?” I quirk an eyebrow. “Do tell,” I rasp.
“I’ve read about it,” she continues. “A lot of the books I read are about a woman being chased outside, in the woods, at a cemetery. Sometimes in the rain or snow. Or, you know, just in the dark.”
The lightning strobes again, and I catch her expression—green eyes steady on mine.
“I want that, Ace. I want to run and get caught and fucked.” A pause. “Will you fuck me in the rain, stepbrother?”
I am already hard. My shorts do absolutely nothing to disguise that, but I don’t move, don’t shift, just hold still and let her see that I am paying complete and total attention.
“If you run, there are no rules.” My voice comes out huskier than I intend. “I get to do whatever I want when I catch you.”
She holds my gaze for three full seconds. “If you catch me,” she corrects.
I smirk. “Nah, stepsister. There’s no if about it. I’ll catch you.” I take a step closer to her. “And when I do, there’ll be no rules. Can you handle that, Li?”
Her eyes sparkle mischievously. “We’ll see,” she grins.
Then she sprints for the door, pulling it open and darting outside without a care for the heavy rain.
I count out loud. “One.”
The rain’s already soaking the doorstep, blowing sideways through the frame.
“Two.”
My heart thunders in my chest as anticipation builds.
“Three, four, five.”
I push off the wall and toe on my shoes.
“Six, seven, eight.”
I shove my phone in my pocket.
“Nine.”
Deep breath.
“Ten.”
I dart through the open door, not bothering to close it behind me.
The rain hits like a wall. It’s warm, which always surprises me during these summer storms. I clear the porch in one step and hit the grass at a run, my eyes adjusting to the dark fast.
I can’t hear her. The storm’s too loud—thunder rolling in before the echo of the last one’s finished, rain hammering the dock and the cabin roofs and the pine canopy in a continuous roar that eats every other sound.
The only light is the moon, mostly smothered behind clouds, and the lightning that comes in stuttering flashes. I aim for the treeline because that’s where the land narrows. If she went for open water, she’d have nowhere to go.
A flash of white lightning, and there she is. Fifty yards ahead, near the edge of the forest, her hair streaming down her back, her legs pumping. She looks back over her shoulder at the exact moment the light catches her face.
She lets out a scream that’s pure delight and sprints even faster. Meanwhile, I slow down. I’m not trying to catch her yet. I want her deep in the trees first, away from the cabins, away from the dock where Mom and Dad’s cabin light is still burning.
I angle left, which pushes her right, deeper into the pines. She doesn’t realize I’m herding her. She’s just running, laughing.
The rain changes as the forest closes over us both. It’s still coming down hard, but broken into a thousand separate drips by the canopy.
She’s twenty feet ahead.
Fifteen.
When Li weaves around a trunk, I mirror the movement without slowing.
Ten feet.
She looks back once more, and her laugh is breathless and wild and so fucking free. I want to bottle up that sound and keep it with me forever.
By now, I’m too fucking hard to keep going, so I stop pretending I can’t catch her whenever I want to. I cover the last few feet at a dead sprint and dive for her, closing my arms around her middle as I take us both to the ground.
She lets out a sharp cry as I roll us mid-air so she lands on top of me.
“I’ve got you,” I growl.
“Took you long enough,” she quips between panting breaths.
Then she licks a stripe up my throat, from collar to jaw. When she reaches my bottom lip, I bite down on her tongue, loving the way my perfect stepsister moans. Tipping her head up, I work my mouth down her jaw, her neck, along each shoulder.
“Mhmm, Ace,” she purrs. Said moan turns to a squeak as I flip us over so she’s on her back with me hovering above her.
I continue downward until I reach her breasts. Her crop top is plastered to her skin and I need it the fuck gone.
“Take it off,” I grunt.
Much too impatient to just sit back and wait, I help her get rid of it, dragging the wet fabric up and over her head, dropping it somewhere in the mud. Next, I pull her bra off.
“Mhmm,” I groan as I grab handfuls of her breasts. Fuuuck, I feel like I could come in my pants just from feeling her up. And if that happens, my only regret will be having to wait until I can fuck her senseless.
Li arches up into me, shoving her fingers into my hair while her heels press into the backs of my thighs like she’s trying to move me impossibly closer.
I continue my journey south; my teeth on her ribs, on the soft skin below them, and on the jut of her hip. Her breathing is ragged and deep simultaneously. And every time I find a new spot, she lets out this small, adorably sexy mewl while tightening her hold on my hair.
“Li,” I groan. “I’m going to lose my mind if I don’t get you naked right the fuck now.”
“Yes, please,” she moans.
Together, we strip her of the rest of her clothes, even her shoes. I look up the length of her body from where I’m kneeling between her muddy thighs. The rain finds gaps in the canopy above and hits her skin in scattered drops.
“Please, Ace.” Her voice breaks on my name. “Please, I need you.”
“I know you do, stepsister.”
“Fuck, I love when you call me that,” she pants. “You’re such a good stepbrother. But… hurry up.”
I smile evilly against her skin. “No.”
Holding her hips down, I take my time dragging my mouth up the inside of her thighs. I’m in absolutely no rush. Both because I want to watch her lose her mind. But mostly because I’ve waited for years. So why rush it now?
“Get on your knees for me,” I demand. While she does as I say, I stand up and reach for her hands. “Remove my shorts.”
Her movements are rushed and jerky as she shoves my shorts down in a matter of seconds. I slap her hand away with a smirk when she reaches for my dick.
“Good girls wait,” I grin, kicking my shoes off and stepping out of my shorts.
“I’m not a good girl,” she hisses as she wraps her hand around my cock, and I have to lock my knees to stay standing.
“Open your mouth, stepsister.”
Li’s mouth pops open on a needy sound, and her eyes come up to find mine. The green orbs sparkle as she slowly takes me into her mouth—inch by agonizing inch.
Fuck, the feeling is unreal.
Groaning, I gather her wet hair in my fist. “You can handle more, can’t you, stepsister?” I growl, using my grip on her hair to force more of my dick into her mouth.
“Yes,” she says. Or, at least that’s what I think she’s saying around my length.
Her hands are braced on my thighs, her throat working, and the sound she makes around me every time I guide her deeper is filthy and perfect, and I can feel it in my spine.
“Your mouth,” I groan. “Fucking hell, Li.” I pull her off me before I come, because that is not how I’m finishing this.
Ignoring her sound of protest, I lay down on my back.
“Why did you stop me?” she demands, furrowing her brows.
“Come sit on my face, stepsister,” I rasp.
Her expression immediately changes into one of pure excitement. “Fuck yeah.”
She hurries into position, her thighs bracketing my head as she faces my dick. Then she lowers herself onto my face at the same moment she takes me back into her mouth.
“Yesss,” I hiss between my teeth, tilting her hips to where I want them, and bury my face in her cunt.
The taste of her arousal hits me as I lick along her slit. But it’s her answering moan and the vibration of it that almost ends me on the spot. I lap at her with focused, deliberate intent. Reading every sound she makes, every roll of her hips, every catch in her breathing, and using it.
My hands grip her ass, spreading her wider. I push my tongue inside her pussy and she makes a muffled sound that I feel through her entire body.
She works me in return, using both her hands and mouth. After a few minutes, I even feel the edge of her teeth in a way that makes my vision go white at the corners. She’s figured out my rhythm, and she’s using it against me.
I bring my thumb up, pressing against her puckered opening the way I did in the lake, and she absolutely loses it. Her hand falters, her head drops, and the moan she makes is barely fucking human.
“Ace, oh God, right there, don’t… fuck!”
I continue to circle her asshole while I work my tongue against her clit. The moment I feel her tense, I breach her tight opening.
“Ace!”
Li screams out her orgasm, undulating her hips like she’s trying to smother me with her cunt. What a way to go. Her thighs clamp around my head as she moans nonsensically.
I move my hips, reminding her I’m still hard so she has a job to finish. Li gets the hint and strokes once, twice, three times, and I follow her over the edge.
“Fuck. Stepsister. I love you,” I groan against her pussy as I come down her throat, my hips bucking up.
The thought of her swallowing every fucking drop of my cum is too much, and it feels like my orgasm is going on forever.
Once we’re both spent, she collapses against me. Resting her cheek against my thigh with a satisfied sigh. I’m torn between moving her so I can kiss her and keeping her in place so I can keep the taste of her cunt on my tongue for as long as she’ll allow it.
We lie like that until my cock hardens again from just her being on top of me, near me.
“Ohh, you’re already… well, ready again,” she giggles delightedly.
“Get up,” I say. My voice sounds like gravel. “Go stand against that tree.” I don’t have a particular tree in mind, but whatever.
Together, we move to the nearest large pine.
“Are you ready to be fucked by your stepbrother?”
“Yes,” she moans.
That’s all the permission I need. The second I lift her up, she wraps her legs around my hips and winds her arms around my neck.
“Hold on tight,” I grit out, letting go of her ass. Then I align myself against her and push inside her in one long stroke.
“Fuuuuuck.” The word drags out of her as if I’ve pulled it. “Ace, you’re… God, you’re filling me completely.”
As I pull back and drive forward hard, her head drops back against the tree. I set a brutally fast pace; fucking her deeply, roughly, and relentlessly.
“Your cunt,” I grit out between my thrusts. “Is gripping me so fucking hard. So. Fucking. Hard. It’s like it’s trying to suck me deeper.”
“More,” she demands on a harsh exhale. “I need you to fuck me harder, Ace. Harder… hard—”
I go harder, making her breasts bounce with every thrust. Unable to resist the temptation of her body, I drop my head to bite one.
“Ace!” she cries. But instead of shoving me away, she grabs the back of my head and holds me there while wrapping her legs tighter around me.
I groan as her hips move faster, matching the rhythm I’ve set. “Fuuuuuuck! Lila!”
“Ace… I’m so close,” she moans at the same time as I feel her pussy clenching tighter around my dick.
“I love you.” It comes out low and direct against her skin, my mouth on her collarbone. I mean it, and I have meant it for longer than I want to admit out loud. “I love you, Li. I’ve been trying to say it for three years.”
She goes completely still for one breath.
Then her hands come up and cup my face and tip it up, forcing my eyes to hers. “Oh, Ace,” she murmurs.
Her green eyes are sparkling with unshed tears. When one drop falls, I can’t help licking it from her cheek.
“I’ve been in love with you since I was fifteen years old and too terrified to do anything about it,” she says. Her voice cracks clean in half on the last word. “I know I’ve spent years pretending my feelings didn’t exist. But they did. They do. I love you so much.”
I press my forehead to Lila’s, and I move again, slower this time, deeper. As she presses herself closer to me, I feel her shaking—the particular trembling of something finally letting go.
“I’ve got you,” I say. “I’ve got you, Li. And now that I finally have you, I’m never letting you go. You’re mine.”
“Ace—”
“Say it,” I demand on a snarl. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours.”
“Fuck yes you are,” I snarl, punctuating each word with another thrust.
She pulls me closer, her face buried against my neck, and I feel her break. Her whole body tightens around me as she comes again, moaning my name over and over against my skin like she can’t stop saying it now that she’s started.
I follow her with my face pressed into her hair, her name in my throat, both of us shaking against the tree while the rain comes down around us and the storm does whatever it wants.
For a long time after, neither of us moves.
Her legs come down, her feet finding the ground, but she doesn’t step back and I don’t let go. Her cheek is on my chest. My chin is on top of her head.
The rain has gone from hammering to a steady murmur, the worst of the storm pushed east.
Her fingers draw a slow, absent line down my ribs. “We’re covered in mud,” she says eventually.
“Yeah.”
“This is probably insane.”
“Probably.”
I pull back just enough to look at her. Her hair is plastered to her face, and she has mud on her cheekbone. Her eyes are bright, maybe from crying, maybe from the orgasm, maybe from finally saying the thing she’s been swallowing for years.
She looks more like herself right now, standing naked in a forest in the rain with mud on her face, than she has since she moved away all those years ago.
“But you knew what you were asking for when you asked me to chase you,” I grin.
She laughs and drops her forehead back to my chest. I wrap both arms around her and hold her in the dark and the rain.