Book Two: Chapter Two

The silence that followed my confession was deafening.

Did I really just tell my stepbrother that I liked him? And not your normal platonic "like", that much was obvious. I'd moaned out his name while masturbating for crying out loud!

After what felt like hours had passed and Daniel still hadn't said anything, I blushed, and turned away again.

"Just... Forget I said anything. I was just—"

"I like you too," Daniel interrupted me.

I froze.

"What?" My voice was high-pitched.

Daniel nodded slowly.

"You like me," I repeated. "As in "like me" like me?"

"Yes," he repeated.

Oh my God.

This changed everything.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked.

Daniel raised an eyebrow, and stepped out of the bathroom. He was still naked, but he was no longer fisting his cock. Pity.

"Like what?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Like... I don't know."

"Why didn't you say anything?" He returned.

"What could I have said?" I asked. "You never even look at me like I'm anything more than an annoying little sister. It's discouraging."

"Oh." Daniel was quiet for a while. Then the thing he said next shocked me. "I thought you're into girls?"

"What?" I blurted. "What gave you that idea?"

He shrugged, the tips of his ears turning pink.

"I know I'm being a bit stereotypical with this, but you go to an all girls boarding school. And I've never seen you show interest in a guy."

"Went," I corrected.

"Huh?"

"Went. I went to an all girls boarding school. I just graduated, remember?"

"Oh. Right."

Daniel was a college freshman, and he hadn't been able to make it to my graduation.

"And how would you know if I don't show interest in guys? You're rarely around."

He glanced at me, a bit shyly. "Do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Do you have any guy you're interested in?"

"I do," I replied.

Was it my imagination, or did his face fall?

"Oh."

I took a step closer to him, and gently took his hand in mine.

"You're the guy I'm interested in," I said.

"Really?" Daniel asked, looking like he really wanted it to be true. For the first time, I could accurately read his facial expression.

Slowly, I raised his hand, and placed it on my breast. My nipples were still hard, and with the tiny outfit I was wearing, I looked even more sexy.

"Really."

I let go of Daniel's hand and looked at him. What would he do now? Would he step away from me, or would he take what I was offering.

Gently, he squeezed my breast, running his thumb over my nipple in a motion that was way too quick for me. My eyes fluttered shut at the sensation, and I moaned slightly.

"Mia..." Daniel's voice was suddenly rough and husky.

I opened my eyes and stared at him.

"This isn't a good idea," he breathed.

"It doesn't look like you care," I replied, pointedly looking down at his very happy cock. God, I wanted to wrap my hand around it and stroke it till he came all over my face.

Daniel looked a bit embarrassed, and I could tell he was thinking of pulling back.

"I don't care either," I said hurriedly. I wasn't letting this opportunity slide by me. No way.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

I nodded.

"So... We're really doing this?"

"If you want to," I said softly.

"Do you want to?" He asked again.

God. Why did he keep asking me so many questions?

Holding his gaze, I gripped the bottom of my tank top, and slowly pulled it over my head. My breasts bounced free, and I tossed the top aside. Daniel's eyes widened as he took in the sight in front of me.

Smiling slightly, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts, did a little shimmy as I took it off, then tossed it aside too.

I was standing naked in front of him.

"Mia..." He groaned. "You're beautiful."

"Then stop talking," I ordered, "and kiss me."

He didn't need to be told twice. He stepped even closer so that our bodies touched. My rock-hard nipples brushed against his chest. He was warm, and the heat difference felt amazing.

Daniel wrapped his arm around my waist, then cupped my face with his other hand, and tilted my head up. He was taller than me by a full head, so I went on my tiptoes to make things easier for him.

Our lips touched, and I almost lost it. Fuck. His cock was poking me in the belly, and I couldn't wait to feel it slide between my thighs.

He kissed me softly, carefully seeking permission with his tongue. That wasn't what I wanted. I wanted him to make me explode, and he wasn't going to do that if he kept going slow.

So I took matters into my own hands, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down firmly. Our tongues clashed, and I took control of the kiss, stroking the inside of his mouth, showing him just what I would do to his cock.

Daniel caught in quickly, and soon, we were both fighting for control, kissing each other hard enough to make my head spin.

I trailed one of my hands down, caressed his chest, and tweaked his nipple. He groaned, and his hand sank into the soft flesh of my ass, palming me and at the same time holding me up.

I flicked his other nipple, then traced my hands down to his cock. When I closed my fist around it, Daniel jerked, and broke the kiss, panting.

His cock was large enough that it filled my hand completely, with thick veins and a prominent head. It was beautiful.

I lightly stroked him up and down, and he caught my hand in his, pulling it away, then scooped me into his arms.

I saw the question in his eyes and answered before he even asked, nodding eagerly. We tumbled onto his bed, and Daniel'a mouth found mine again.

His hands didn't stay on my ass this time. No. He grabbed both my breasts in his hands, gently squeezing and weighing them, then he dragged his mouth away from mine, closed it around the peak of one tight, sensitive nipple, and sucked hard.