Chapter 4
COLT
More thunder crashes overhead, rattling the windows of the house as I search through the kitchen drawers for candles. The power went out a few minutes ago, plunging us into darkness. Rain pounds down on the roof like soaked fists as I try not to think about what happened at the dock.
How I held my hands around Lily’s waist as the water streamed down her skin, her wet hair hanging over her eyes—
I slam another drawer shut.
Focus, Colt.
I have to find the candles, secure the house. Not daydream about Lily, upstairs, probably scared by the storm, probably naked and drying off her body with a towel…
“Christ,” I grumble. My cock pulses against my briefs. Need, desire. This is actually getting painful now.
Lightning illuminates the kitchen for a moment, and I spot the box of emergency supplies in the pantry. I grab some candles, matches, and two flashlights. Now I have to check on her. It’s what Dad would expect. It’s what a reasonable adult would do.
I stalk up the stairs in the dark. I can hear movement from her room. Okay, she’s all right. I should just leave the flashlight by her door and go. But like an idiot, I knock. “Lily, I’ve got a light for you—”
“Come on in.” Her voice isn’t even nervous, just soft, enticing.
I hesitate, but she calls out again, and I push the door open. Yeah, I’ve made a huge fucking mistake.
Lily stands by her dresser, lit by a single candle she must have found. She’s changing, with only a towel around her waist and absolutely nothing from the waist up.
Time stops. The storm fades into the background as I stare at the most perfect set of tits I’ve ever seen in my life. Christ, of course she’s a goddess—of course she is. Soft curves, perfect skin, plump flesh, and peach-tipped nipples that instantly have me drooling like a starving dog.
My cock pulses under my soaked briefs. Lily doesn’t even move to cover herself. She just stands there with her perfect lips parted, her eyes wide, reflecting the golden glow of the candle.
“Colt,” she whispers. Just hearing my name on her lips nearly breaks me.
I need to go, drop the flashlight, and get the hell out of here. Do anything other than what I’m doing, which is stepping slowly into her room and letting the door close behind me.
Colt, no. Think about what you’re doing.
“You should put on a shirt.” I sound like her teacher scolding her for being a bad girl.
“Why’s that?” She steps toward me, causing her tits to jiggle and my cock to jerk. I back up and keep going until I hit the door. “You’ve been avoiding me since the lake, Colt. Since you showed me what you want.”
“Lily—”
“I felt you against me,” she whispers, indicating between my legs with her eyes. Shit, now she knows. Without a doubt. Her towel sits low on her hips, hinting at what’s hiding just beneath. “I know you want me. Why don’t you just take me?”
“Because it’s wrong, Lily!” I nearly shout, the words tearing from my throat. “Because I’ll ruin you—this entire family. I’m not some safe little college boy who will take you out for coffee and who your mom will love. The thoughts I have for you…”
I drag my fingers through her hair, fighting every screaming urge inside me that’s telling me to tear the towel off her and fuck her senseless.
“Colt…”
“You should be running for your life,” I tell her. “Not standing here tempting me like forbidden fruit.”
My eyes trace over her tits again, drinking in their perfection. They broke the mold with Lily. I can’t imagine what the rest of her looks like.
“What if I want to be ruined?” She’s close enough now that despite the chill, I can feel the warmth from her body. “What if I want to be your forbidden fruit?”
Thunder crashes again, and Lily flinches. Out of reflex, I reach out and pull her against me protectively. She melts into my chest, skin against skin, her soft breasts driving a fierce excitement straight into my core.
“You’re playing with fire, sis,” I warn, even as I continue to hold her.
“Sis?” she teases, looking up at me with her sparkling green eyes. “Then go ahead and burn me, bro.”
My self-control disintegrates. I grab Lily and spin, pressing her back against the door, my hands on the soft skin of her waist. She gasps, arching into me.
“All I want is to mark this perfect skin of yours so everyone knows you belong to me,” I growl. “I want to spank your ass until it’s red, and every time you sit down, you whisper my name.”
“You’re already on my mind constantly, Colt.”
“And all I think about is how you’d sound when I touch you, taste you, penetrate you, and claim every inch of you.”
She reaches up slowly, tracing the line of my chest. “So do it.”
My body goes tight. I’m this close to pouncing when I drop my eyes and shake my head. “Christ, Lily. We can’t.”
“Oh, come on,” she replies, sounding like a cat meowing. “Doesn’t that make it even hotter?”
Lightning flashes again, illuminating her face, and what I see there nearly breaks me down completely. Lust, but also trust. Complete trust in me, like she’d never doubt that I’d catch her if she let herself fall.
I trace her chin with my thumb, and she lets her lips part, showing me the fruity flesh of her tongue. Never in my life have I wanted anything this bad. “If I kiss you, Lily, our lives will change forever.”
She shrugs. “They already have…haven’t they?”
She’s right. From the moment she stepped out of her mother’s car, I knew my world would never be the same. Fighting it now is just delaying the inevitable.
But I’m not ready to give in. Not yet.
It takes a superhuman effort, but somehow, I manage to step back and put space between us. Lily makes a moan in protest and reaches out for me, but I move out of the way. “No, not like this. Not when you’re afraid of the storm, looking to me for comfort.”
“Colt—”
“When I finally kiss you, it’s going to be because you want it. Not because you’re looking to me for shelter.”
“But I do want it!”
I shake my head. “Tomorrow. When the sun’s out, if you can think clearly, if you truly want this, then we’ll talk.”
I take the flashlight I dropped on the floor earlier and place it in her hands.
“Colt…”
But I’m already at the door, my hand on the knob, my eyes away from her half-naked body. If I stay a moment longer, I won’t be able to leave. “And put a shirt on, Lily, goddamn it.”
Before she can respond, I’m out into the hallway and closing her door behind me. Through the door, I can hear her moving around, hopefully getting dressed. That won’t do much, though, to get the image of her naked breasts out of my mind tonight.
Back in my room, I strip out of my soaked briefs and climb into bed, staring up at the ceiling as the storm continues to rage outside. I’m wrapped so tight that every nerve ending inside is on fire, desperately aching for what’s just across the hall.
Twenty feet, that’s all. Twenty feet to paradise and damnation, all wrapped up in one perfect package.
She’s right there, just across the hall, half-naked or naked. All I have to do is rush over there and take her. Have her. Make her mine. But my God, what would that do to our family? How would I ever explain that to Dad? To Katherine?
“Oh, by the way, guys. Yeah, me and Lily? We’re…you know…together now.”
Right, that would go over just great.
I can’t help but wonder, though, Is she that innocent?
The thought of her with other men sends a spike of jealousy through me that physically hurts.
I’ve never felt this kind of rage in my life.
I’m going wild. Normally, I couldn’t care less about women.
Sure, I’ll have a casual fling here and there, but I never let myself get tied down.
But for Lily? Damn, I’d swear my life to her.
My cock is like a spear between my legs, preventing me from lying on my stomach. There’s nothing I want more now than to storm into Lily’s bedroom, snatch that towel off her waist, bend her over, and pump my hard-on in her.
I can’t even imagine the sound she’d make when I spread her open. If she truly is a virgin, I bet she’d gasp. It would be a combination of that slight hint of pain as I popped her cherry, mixed with the delight of overwhelming pleasure as I began to thrust.
God, just the thought of what her beautiful unclaimed body would look like as I pounded her from behind has pre-cum spilling from my dick.
I use it to lube up my erection and begin stroking.
In seconds, I’m coming all over my lower abs, picturing my stepsister’s tits rocking back and forth as I fuck her.
“I’m a bad man,” I grunt as I stand. “This has to be it. The last time.”
I scowl at myself in the mirror, wiping my cum with a towel. She’s my goddamn stepsister. What the hell is wrong with me?
Tomorrow I’ll make Lily realize she can’t want me, that us being together is wrong. She’ll stop teasing me, tempting me, and I’ll purge her from my mind.
But as the thunder shakes the house and the rain splashes against the roof, I know I’m lying. Nothing will change tomorrow. The desire between us is all-consuming. We’re two planets that will either orbit each other in harmony or cash together and destroy everything.
When I close my eyes, all I see is Lily’s half-naked body, those gorgeous green eyes sparkling with the golden light of the candle, fearless in her desire for me.
Tomorrow…
I’ll either find a way to fix this or she will consume me. And I’m not sure which.