Chapter 15
Fifteen
XANDER
Fifteen years ago
Jade looks so peaceful as I come up from the beach with my surfboard tucked under my arm.
She’s stretched out on a raft just floating in the sun.
Being down here in Mexico has given her a slight tan and brought out even more freckles.
Her bikini today is a rich purple color which looks stunning on her.
Not that everything doesn’t look good on her.
She could wear a trash bag and be the most beautiful person in the room.
I tear my eyes from her and walk around the side of the house.
After putting my board away, I stand under the outdoor shower to wash the salt and sand away, my mind whirling with thoughts of how to make excuses to be near her.
When I come back to see she hasn’t noticed me yet, I just have to mess with her.
She looks hot anyway, like temperature wise. She could use a dip.
Dad and Suzette are nowhere to be found as I lower myself to the edge of the pool and silently slip into the pool. She runs her fingers over the surface of the water while remaining completely oblivious. I almost feel bad.
Almost.
In one quick motion I push the raft over and send her squealing into the water.
She surfaces, spitting water and lunges for me with an evil smile on her face.
My chest burns as we lock eyes and I realize that she’s never looked more beautiful than with mischief in her eyes and the devil on her lips.
Before I can gather my wits, she’s launched herself onto me, her long legs wrap around my waist, and her arms around my neck as she tries to drag me down into the water.
“You’re going down, Xander,” she grunts while trying to get the upper hand.
I laugh. “If I do, so will you.”
“Never.” She drops one leg and uses it to take me out at the knee.
My grip on her tightens as I fall sideways, dipping beneath the surface of the water. My fingers get tangled in the strings tying her bottoms at her hips, and one side comes undone. I immediately drop my hands and try to get some distance, but she doesn’t notice and keeps coming for me.
As we break the surface, she jumps back onto me. My dick is instantly hard at the feeling of her slippery, wet body plastered to me. The slope of her breasts pressed against me and her bare hip beneath my hand is nothing short of torture.
I press her between my body and the side of the pool.
She shifts in my arms and gasps when she feels my erection.
Her eyes move down to where our bodies are pressed together and then back up to mine.
The urge to cover her perfectly pink lips with my own is so hard to ignore.
I should be mortified that wrestling with my stepsister in the water got me hard, but I’m not.
She doesn’t look appalled at the development, either.
In fact, she shifts her body. It could be a readjustment. It could also be her wanting to drag her pussy over my shaft. Because that’s exactly what she does. Pressure builds in my balls, and I know I could come just from her proximity like this. How fucking embarrassing.
“Your bottoms came untied,” I tell her with a strain in my voice as I squeeze her bare hip.
She blushes when she realizes that my thumb is the only thing keeping half of her bikini from floating away. “Shit.”
I step away and turn from her as soon as she disentangles herself from me. It gives me a moment to adjust my dick to a less noticeable position.
“Thanks for not letting them float away,” she says from behind me.
“No problem. Can I turn back around?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
Her cheeks are still pink, but whether that’s from the sun or what just happened, I can’t tell. A tense silence expands between us as we look at each other from opposite sides of the pool.
“You were hard,” she blurts.
I huff a laugh, surprised at the words. “Yeah, it happens when a beautiful girl is wrapped around me like that. He has a mind of his own.”
“You think I’m beautiful?” Her brow furrows as if she’s confused by the declaration.
“Yes,” I hold her stare. “Surely you know you are.”
“I know I’m not ugly, but I don’t think of myself as that.”
The fact that she can’t even say the word beautiful when it comes to herself pisses me right the fuck off.
In what world could she ever think she was anything but stunning?
I’m truly dumbfounded by this. It doesn’t come from her mother, Suzette always calls her ‘her beautiful girl’.
Her beauty is as obvious as the sun in the sky.
I stalk across the pool and cage her between my arms. She tilts her head back to hold my gaze. I’m momentarily distracted by the freckles that stand out even more obviously than before. In any other world I would lay beside her and spend hours mapping them across her body.
Her eyes dip to my lips, inviting me to lean down and press them against hers.
I shove that idea all the way to the back of my mind. Kissing her is completely off limits. Even if every molecule in my body is drawn to her like a moth to a flame. All I want to do is burn in her proximity.
The sound of Suzette’s high heels on the tile floor of the living room is probably the only thing that could force me away from Jade. With monumental self-control, I drop my arms and step back until there’s a friendly distance between the two of us.
“Hey kiddos,” Suzette says. “Why don’t you hop out of the pool and get ready for dinner. We have reservations in a couple hours.”
“Okay.” Jade looks at me as she walks to the steps. “Mind if I go first?”
“Not at all. Just let me know when you’re done.”
She smiles up at me, and that warmth spreads through my chest again. What the actual fuck is going on with me? A heart attack? Can you have them this young? I’m pretty fucking healthy so probably not.
Dunking beneath the surface of the water brings relief to my skin from the heat of the sun. I did wipe out on one wave. Maybe that’s got me all fucked up right now. Anxiety?
“You good?” Dad asks as I surface.
“Yeah. Of course.” I shake the excess water from my hair. “Why?”
“Vibes are weird.”
“Dad.”
“Xander.” He stares me down. “You’re acting weird.”
“Took a beating on a wave out there.” My gaze moves to where the waves continue to crash.
“Do you need to see a doctor? I can call someone to check you out.” He looks me up and down carefully.
“No,” I shake my head. “I’m fine. It was more mental than a physical beating.”
My words do nothing to ease his worry as he looks me up and down. “Let me know if you change your mind. Thomas and his wife are down here at their beach house, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind coming over to check you out.”
I laugh. “I don’t need a plastic surgeon to look me over.” Dad met Thomas golfing, and they instantly connected as widowers several years ago. He helped Dad work through his hang ups over getting remarried.
I get out of the pool and grab a towel to dry off.
“Let me know if you change your mind,” Dad says.
“I’m fine.” I feel his eyes on my back as I walk into the house.
Suzette looks me over and smiles at me in a motherly way. “He just worries about you.”
“I know, but I am fine.”
“I know. It’s in his nature to be a mother hen.”
I return her smile because she isn’t wrong. For the longest time he’s been my only parent. It’s made him more attentive than many of my friends’ parents. I definitely don’t take any of it for granted.
As soon as I close my bedroom door, I’m hit with the sound of the shower running.
How just hearing that sound can make my dick perk up, I’ll never understand.
Every time she showers it’s just an exercise in exquisite torture for me.
At home our rooms are on opposite sides of the hall, so we don’t share any walls.
Thank fuck for that because if this trip shows anything, it’s that I can’t not get hard just knowing she’s naked and wet a wall away.
The water shuts off just as I’m considering rubbing one out again. I decide against it. I’m not that desperate or obsessed. I can at least wait until I’m in the shower like a civilized person.
“I’m done in here.” Jade’s voice comes muffled from behind the door.
“Okay.” I wait until I hear her bathroom door close before I open mine.
A cloud of Jade-scented steam assaults me as soon as I enter the room. I go from having a semi to fully hard. It’s like my dick is Pavlov’s dog when it comes to her. Shaking my head at my cock and his stupid obsession, I push my trunks down and step out of them.
Just as I reach into the shower to turn on the water Jade’s door swings open, and she walks inside.
Her lips form the most pornographic O as she freezes mid-step.
Instead of grabbing a towel and covering up like I should, I stand to my full height and meet her eyes.
But they aren’t on my own, they’re currently scouring the length of my body.
She’s wrapped in a plush, white towel. It covers more of her than the bikinis she wears but is somehow so much hotter. Her hair falls over her shoulders in thick ropes of dark red hair. Her lashes clump together highlighting the emerald hue of her eyes.
A high-pitched squeak comes from her throat as my cock twitches under her scrutiny. It breaks the spell between us, and her eyes break free from my dick and dart to my eyes.
“I’m so sorry.” She slaps her hand over her eyes. “I forgot my brush and didn’t hear you come in.”
I reach over and pluck her hairbrush from the vanity. Instead of putting a towel around my waist like a decent person, I walk over to her naked, my cock jutting out proudly. As it should, it’s an excellent cock in my opinion. With my free hand I pull hers from her face.
“Don’t be sorry.” I put the brush in her hands. “I’m not.”
She squeaks again as I step away. She’s so fucking cute all flustered. I clearly have superhuman willpower as I turn away from her and step into the shower.
The door is already steamed over, but I know she can still see my silhouette. I haven’t heard the door close yet as I reach down and fist myself to relieve just a bit of the tension. The click of the door closing is muffled by the low groan I expel from my lungs.
All it takes to come are a few hard strokes. The orgasm rocks my body, causing my toes to curl as I brace myself against the tiled wall. I can’t believe how much I want my stepsister.