EroticReverie

When I wake up, it's dark and my stomach is rumbling. I forget where I am for second, gasping when I see the night outside through the  wall of windows. I quickly remember where I am, and sit up, just staring out the window. Looking at the sliver of the moon showing in the sky, and the several stars I can see, there's more than I've ever seen thanks to no city lights for miles. Or town lights I should say. 

I shiver, as I slip my legs over the edge of the bed from under my blanket, finding my jean pants on the floor and pulling them on. I yawn and walk silently to my door opening it a crack and can see some lights on from downstairs and hear a tv going. 

I debate just going back to my room and waiting till morning but I'm starving, and thirsty, so I walk silently on the steps, making my way down. Once I turn and enter the room. I can't help but gasp. 

One of the boys is sitting on the couch, with a naked girl in his lap, his mouth on her breast, his hands on her ass and shes moving up and down on his...rather...large cock. 

My gasp catches her attention first, she turns her head fast and gasps. The boy beneath her finally realizes they have company, lifts his mouth from her breast and his eyes from her chest, and looks up. 

"Oh shit" he says. I freeze.

"I...I..." I stammer. 

He laughs, pushing the girl off, and throwing a blanket over her. 

"I'll meet you upstairs" he tells her and pulls up his boxers, and his pants that are around his ankles. 

The girl walks quickly, with the blanket around her, her clothes in hand, avoiding eye contact with me and she runs up the steps. 

"Well. This is one way to make a first impression" He says with a sigh and pushes up off the couch. He's tall just like his dad. I train my eyes to NOT take a look at his body as he stands zipping his pants. His arms are covered with tattoos, and when he turns to pick up his shirt, I see his back is covered too. He throws his shirt on over his perfect torso, the sleeves of his deep white vneck clinging to his biceps.

He has brown hair, long on top, shorter on the sides, with a face full of scruff, and when he smiles at me after pulling his head through his shirt,  I catch two perfect dimples and ice blue eyes. 

"Ariella right?" he asks and walks over. He reaches out his hand , offering to shake mine. I look at it. 

"Yes. Ariella...or Ari" I say. Still looking at his hand. I look up at him, and he's still smiling. He sticks out his hand a little more. 

"no offense....but.....you just had your hands on a girls ass that was riding you...soooo." I say looking back at his hand. 

He laughs. "OH shit...yeah, sorry" He shakes his head. 

"I'm Westlan...or West" he says with a smile that has a hint of a smirk in it, adding his nickname , like I did. 

"Nice to meet you." I say and nod. 

"I'm sorry about...uhh...walking in on that.." I say pointing to the couch where I saw them. "I just...was hungry...and wanted a drink" 

"We were going to wake you....but when I came in, you just looked so peaceful, so..." he shrugs. I nod and try not to be weirded out by the fact he saw me sleeping. Did he watch me?  God, what did I look like sleeping? 

I can't help it, but my eyes go to his biceps and I force them back to his face. 

"No, I'm sorry, it's just....ya know." he says and I nod. 

"Well, I'll let you ...get back to your friend." I say throwing my thumb over my shoulder at the stairs. "I'm just going to grab some water and a snack."

"No way , you should have some of the leftovers" he says and turns and walks to the kitchen. I follow him.

"It's okay, I can manage, I don't want you to leave her waiting" I say, and he laughs. 

"Cassie will be fine" he says. 

I don't argue with him or push it. He pulls open the fridge and takes out a glass dish. 

"Vegetable lasagna!" He announces , setting it down on the table. 

I give a little laugh. "You're vegetarians?" 

He shakes his head. "Nah, but dad knew you were so he made it special....its actually really good." he says, and turns to pull out a plate.

"He made it for me?" I ask. 

"Yea" he says. 

"Was he mad I didn't wake up?" I ask, chewing my lip. 

Westlan gives me a confused stare and lifts his brow. "Why would he be mad?"

I shrug. " Cause he cooked it, and I didnt eat it."

Westlan gives me a smile with those dimples.

"But you're eating it now" he says gesturing to the plate he put a giant fucking serving on and I laugh and nod. 

"Yeah but.." I say as he turns and pops it in the microwave.

Westlan turns back. "Listen, dad is chill...he's just happy you're here...he'd wanted to meet you for a long ass time" Westlan  says and leans against the counter beside me. 

"Yeah" I say, feeling guilty. "I just....wasn't ready.....or.....just...."

"Angry?" Westlan says and I look up and nod. 

"Yeah, I think so. Not at him though....." I sigh. "At her." I admit. 

He gives me a little nudge with his elbow. 

"Life's a bitch, ya know?" he says and I can't help but give a little chuckle, because he says it as if these are the wisest words ever spoken , but I nod, because I can tell, in his own way, this is him trying to console the strange girl living in his house that looks like she's about to get emotional. 

He grabs the glass dish and pushes the aluminum foil back over it , and puts it back in the fridge. 

"So." he says and leans against the counter again beside me and I look up at him. 

"Yea?" I ask. 

"Gotta boyfriend?" he asks. 

I laugh and scrunch my nose a little. "No." 

He cocks a brow. "Really?" 

I shrug. "I was dating a guy around the time my mom...ya know....it wasnt anything serious, we were only together a few months...then....the accident happened, and...he...cheated on me with his ex, when I was too sad to fuck him" I say with a roll of my eyes.

"Well fuck..." Westlan says, as if he's truly disgusted. "What a fucking asshole." 

"Yeah" I give a chuckle. "And since then...I just....wasn't interested...not even because of him....just cause...he was kinda right....I was too sad to be around." I say. 

He nudges my elbow again and I turn my head to look at him, my mouth moving to one side. 

"your fucking mom died...he should've been there for you....don't make excuses for people who treat you shitty....ever." He says , looking at me lowering his chin. Looking into my eyes and nodding once to get me to agree.

I nod back. "thanks." 

"I'm sorry he was a fucking dick." Westlan says. 

"Yeah, me too." I say with a sigh as the microwave beeps. 

He pulls out the plate and places it on the counter. 

"Should be hot enough" he says, and slides a drawer out to his side grabbing me a fork. 

I smile. "Thanks West." I say using the shortened version of his name. 

He gives a little wink, and its not sexual, it's just a friendly wink, but I can't lie when I say Westlan may be having an affect on me , that one shouldn't when it comes to their step brother. I mean is he even my step brother at this point?

"Welcome Ari" he says, and I like the way my name sounds coming from him. I take a bite of the lasagna, a bit hot, but I moan when I chew and swallow the first bite. 

"This is so good" I say, as Westlan places a glass of water with ice in front of me. I smile. 

"Thanks" I say.  He gives that wink again and then leans against the counter besides me while I face it and take another bite of my lasagna and then chew and swallow.

"So"I say, pointing my fork towards the ceiling , upstairs to where the girl he just sent to his room is. 

"Cassie is it?" I ask him and the corner of his mouth lifts.

"Yea." he says. 

"Girlfriend?" I ask. 

He lets out a laugh, and shakes his head. 

"Nope." he says shaking his head. 

"Friend with benefits?"  I ask. 

He smiles. "Sure. Something like that." 

"Something like that?" I ask raising my brow. 

He licks his lips, and again, there's nothing sexual to it, just him wetting his lips before he speaks, but my eyes catch on his lips and I feel my stomach do backflips. I blink my eyes to clear my thoughts and focus back on my food. 

"Well....they are what I like to call Stone Squirrels." Westlan says. "Actually...they named themselves that" he says. 

I cock my head. "Stone squirrels?" 

He laughs. 

"Well our last name is Stone.." he says. 

"Yea..." I say with a single nod and look at him, waving my fork in circles towards myself, telling him to get on with the explanation. 

He laughs. "And they are the squirrels.....and they like to um..." he coughs and laughs. "Well...you know how before winter....squirrels like to gather nuts and shit?" he says. 

I look at him, wondering where this is going. "yeah?" I say , so he'll continue. 

He laughs. "Well Cassie and her friends....they know we get stuck up here all winter, without any....you know....attention" he clears he throat. 

I feel my cheeks heat. I nod. He smirks slightly.

"Well....so they come up here a lot, right before the snow starts to hit , before we cant travel the road anymore....and they....collect nuts." he says.

I pinch my brows for a split second in confusion and then my eyes go wide and he laughs. 

"Oh god!" I laugh and almost spit out my bite of lasagna. holding my hand over my mouth until it's safe to swallow while we both laugh.

"Pretty clever nickname for em though right?" he says. 

I laugh and nod. "Yeah, I guess it is....as long as they named themselves that." 

He laughs. "I swear they did." 

"Are there ...a lot of squirrels?" I ask laughing, taking another bite of my lasagna. 

He laughs. "There's enough, some years, there's more than others." he says. I laugh. 

"So these girls...they just pick a guy and.." I say.

He nods. "Pretty much...sometimes we share." he says and my eyes bulge.

I scrunch my nose. "Really?" 

He nods. "Bet you if I go upstairs right now....Cassie is with Asher...taking care of him." he says.

My eyebrows jump. "wow...that's...i mean...good for you guys I guess." I shrug and he laughs. 

"We'll have to really store our nuts away in em this year though." he says and I laugh. 

"Why is that?" I laugh. 

He looks at me. "Because we'll have to spend all winter around you." he says and I drop my fork and he smirks. 

"what do you..mean?" I ask and he just grins slightly. 

"I just mean....we don't usually have anyone here....reminding us of what women smell like....or feel like...." he says reaching up a hand to my hair, picking out a strand of my light waves in my hair, and flips the dark blue ends in his fingertips. 

I inhale as he licks his lips , and lets his eyes look right, fucking into mine, like he's nailing me into place. His eyes go down the front of me, he lifts a hand to my waist. His thumb brushes the very thin sliver of skin between my top and my jeans. 

"Winters get really..lonely..." he says and his thumb passes over my skin again. 

I swallow the tense lump in my throat and he grins. 

"I suggest you get your own needs taken care of as well, before winter hits Ari." he says. 

I feel goosebumps rise all over me. 

His hand lifts from my waist, and raises my chin and lifts it.

"How long has it been?" he asks. and I feel my heart pounding. Jesus, this is how i'm getting welcomed? It hasn't even been 24 hours and my step brother? or not step brother? Is asking me when the last time I had sex was? 

"January" I said. Not sure why I answered him. 

It was November now. 

"That's almost a year Ari." he says shaking his head slightly. 

"Why would you go that long without it?" he asks. 

I try to focus , try to concentrate on anything other than his hand on my face, making me look in his eyes, I look down and he raises my chin just a bit more, making my lashes lift again and I look at him.

"Nobody wants to fuck a sad chick." I say. 

He licks his lips again. 

"now....that's just not true..." he says and my breath hitches again as his eyes study my lips, slightly parted, breathing heavier than normal, almost panting. 

"I bet some of them would love...to fuck the sadness..right...out of you" he says slowly.

I let out a sigh and he grins, dropping his hand from my chin and reaching behind me to grab my plate. 

"You finished?" he asks holding up the plate. 

I nod, without speaking. 

He grins and turns and empties the plate into the trash then rinses it and puts it in the dishwasher, as I just stand there, against the counter, my panties wet, my nipples hard, and...what the fuck....what the hell was going to happen this winter.