EroticReverie

Jace

It was hard not to kiss her, not touch her, or pull her ontop of me, or put myelf ontop of her as we sat there watching the movie. I wanted to kiss her badly, and I almost had , but couldn't not after that scum bag tried assaulting her. I grit my teeth thinking about it, about how I'd owe him another ass beating for knowing what her pussy felt like around his fingers.  And if not for that, just for the fact of what he tried to do to her. I couldn't imagine anyone wanting to her Olivia. She was too perfect. 

Thirty minutes into the movie there was a funny part that made me chuckle, but received no response from her, so I peeked down at her. I'd sort of shifted at one point, and she had her back against half of my chest her head near my shoulder. Looking down her eyes were closed, her breathing even and I smiled realizing she'd fallen asleep on me.  I kissed the top of her head and finished watching the movie, letting her sleep on me. 

Eventually I'd fallen asleep too, until the house phone rang, startling both of us up out of our sleep. I reached over to the coffee table taking it off the charger, as she sat up and looked around sleepily. 

"Hello?" I answer grogily and sat up straight stretching my neck and legs out.

It was her mother, and she asked what we were up to. So I told her, we watched a movie. She told me that her and my father were getting a hotel for the night, because he had been drinking, and she was too tired to make the 45 minute drive back home. I yanwed and agreed to tell Olivia. 

Hanging up the phone I looked to Olivia who was even more adorable with her eyes still blinking tiredly. 

"Was that my mom?" She asked. I nodded.

"Her and my dad are getting hotel, she says it's cause he drank, and she's too tired to drive....but...it's only 9...so I think they're definitely gonna get it on." I said and watched her nose scrunch up as she held up a hand. 

"Ew. No. Please." she said and I laughed and then leaned back and stretched.

"You fell asleep" she says looking at me. 

I smile.  "You fell asleep first." 

she shakes her head. "Nope, you did." she says with a smile and then stands and stretches her legs and her arms, reaching up into the air. 

"Bullshit...I checked you were sleeping" I say.

"Mmmm, then I must have imagined you kissing the top of my head?" she says with a little smirk. 

I give her a little glare. 

"You snore" she says and walks into the kitchen. I get up and follow.

"I don't snore." I say. 

she laughs and nods.  "You definitely do, but it's okay, it wasn't too loud." she teases me. 

"Whatever" I laugh and watch her as she pulls out leftover chicken and rice and holds it up, gesturing to ask me if I want some. I nod. 

She heats it in the microwave, and puts some on a plate for both of us and we sit at the dinner table. 

"I feel like we're on a date" I say jokingly.

She rolls her eyes. "You wish." 

"i do actually." I say taking a forkful of the rice and eating it. 

her eyebrows lift and she then just shakes her head. 

"Don't say things like that. " she says shoving the rice around with her fork. 

"Why not?" I ask taking a drink of the water. 

"Because." she says and takes a bite of her dinner. 

I don't push it.

"You have any plans for tonight?" I ask her. 

She raises a brow. "It's almost 9:30" she says. 

I laugh. "And?" 

She shrugs. "No plans."

"No parties or anything? No kids getting crazy and having drinks or doing drugs?" I ask.

"Do YOU do drugs?" she asks setting down her fork. 

"No. Not anymore." I say. 

She tilts her head slightly. "But you...have done them?"

I shrug. "A few. Not really my thing."

"You?" I ask and she lets out a short laugh.

"No" she shakes her head. 

"Do you drink?" I ask. 

"A little...not really...I've only been drunk a few times." she answers taking another bite of her food. 

I nod. "Drinking can be fun with the right people." 

She nods. 

"There's usually always groups down at the beach in this cove area." she says, chewing her lip. 

"Hmm" I say.  "You ever been?" 

She shakes her head. 

"why not, dont you like to have fun?" I ask. 

She sighs. "Yes" she says with a roll of her eyes and I can't help but smile. 

"But I don't like worrying about having a sober ride home, or putting myself in situations with drunk guys." she says.

I nod. 

"Kevin wasn't drunk." I say. 

her eyes shoot up to me. 

"no. He wasn't." she says, her look questioning me. 

"A lot of guys are shit...some arent....most of em are...for several reasons...but if you want to go...I'll take you. I'll drive, and I won't drink" I offer. 

She shakes her head.  "Not tonight...I'm kind of tired actually." 

I shrug. "Cool, just let me know if you ever want to go, I'll go with you and keep you safe." 

A little smile crosses her lips. "Like my bodyguard?" 

I chuckle and nod and lick my lips, and notice her eyes watching my mouth. 

"Something like that, yea" I say. 

"I think I'm just going to read for a bit, then probably go to bed." she says and I nod. 

We finish our food and I grab our plates and wash them and as I'm washing them, she comes up beside me and places her hand on my arm and turns me to her. 

"Thank you" she says. 

I turn off the water. 

"For?" I ask. 

"What you did earlier. With Kevin." she says , looking down. 

"I was stupid to think he wanted anything other than to mess around." she says.

"You're not stupid. He's just a prick." I say and grab her chin and lift it. 

I watch her lick her lips as her big hazel eyes cleam up at me. 

"Well, thank you anyways" she says. I nod, and my hand slips to her neck, my thumb slipping up and down the column of her throat. 

"You're welcome" I answer, my eyes following my thumb. I feel my nostrils flare with the desire I have to kiss that neck, and drop my hand before I get myself all wound up and can't stop myself. Knowing our parents won't be home tonight, is not good.  

"Get some sleep Olive" I smile and turn back to the sink, turning on the water and washing the dishes again. 

I feel like she turns in a little huff that I barely hear because of the water, but I don't look after her or watch her walk away. Because I dont trust myself to not follow her to her room, and do more things with her that a step brother and step sister shouldnt do. 

I watch TV for a bit, my mind racing wondering what the hell she's doing in her room and if she's using her new toys I got her, and I decide I need a distraction. A live one. Before coming here I'd talked to some girls from this area, promising to meet up with them when I got here. 

The girl I was able to get ahold of was named Shelby, and she was 20 years old, which for me being 18 was a score. She tod me to give her an hour, which was fine with me, because it would give me time to shower and make my bed and shit. 

If I couldn't screw my step sister, I had to screw someone, anyone to try to get her out of my head for at least tonight when the temptaion to creep into her room was too strong.

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Olivia

I'd fallen asleep after taking the mini vibrator to my clit again, but I woke up to a knocking on my wall. I say up in my pink satin pajama shorts and matching tank top in the dark. I blinked a few times until I heard the knocking again. It wasn't the door, it was the wall. 

"What the hell" I grumbled to myself hearing the knocking increase, realizing it was coming from the wall that was between mine and Jace's room. 

I groaned and got up.

"What the hell is he doing?" I groaned opening my door, padding my feet along the carpet to his door. 

I should've knocked. I really should have fucking knocked. 

As I opened the door and opened my mouth to ask him what the hell he was doing. It was incredibly clear what the knocking noise had been, and I felt so insanely stupid for not realizing. 

My eyes widened seeing a naked Jace behind an equally naked girl with long blonde hair. That hair was wrapped in Jace's fist. I stared for a second, maybe two, watching him, his naked ass muscles flexing, and his back as the sounds of his hips meeting her ass assaulted my ears. Her pants, her breasts bouncing beneath her as she was bent over on all fours on his bed.  Then a gasp escaped me. 

Jace's head turned, and so did the girls. She yelped and scrambled to cover herself. 

"Sorry!" I squeaked, turning my head. "I- I....shit Sorry!" I turned, pulling the door shut with a slam and running back the few feet to my room, mortified. I sat there, slapping my hands to my face, shaking my head.  I'd just seen Jace fucking a girl. 

My mortification quickly turned into jealousy. My mind replaying the way her breaths sounded and how her breats bounced from the way that he moved into her.  I buried myself back into my covers and I shut my eyes, praying that they'd ignore my stampeding into the room and catching them. 

I heard murmurs and even heard the girl giggling as their foot steps moved past my door. She was leaving. Shit. I'd ruined it for him. Part of me felt bad, part of me, was glad. 

Hearing the car door shut and then the house door shut, and his footsteps coming back up the stairs. I held my breath when my door opened. 

My back was turned to the door and I shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. 

"Olive. Dont pretend youre asleep" he said, flicking on my light. 

I internally groaned and pushed my covers down to my shoulders and sighed and turned onto my back. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to walk in. I just heard the knocking....which I now know was your headboard." I slap my hand over my face.  "I really didn't mean to walk in on....that" 

Jace laughs and walks over to my bed wearing a pair of thin black jersey knit pajama pants. With the lights on I have no trouble seeing that he's still....aroused. 

"It's fine." he says and sits down on the bed. 

"Who was that?" I ask. 

"Some chick." he says with a shrug. 

"You dont know her?" I ask, How could he? He just moved here. He explains how he talked to her online before coming here. I cringe realizing he had set up an array of chicks to bone once he was here. 

"She could have stayed." I said. "I would've just....um..put head phones in" I say sitting up, my blankets in my lap.

He laughs, turns and leans over my legs, propping himself up on his elbow, the side of his torso over my lower legs.

"Nah....plus she wasn't really helping anyways." he says. I scrunch my brows. 

"Helping what?" I ask. 

I watch him as he licks that stupid fucking lip ring that I'm dying to feel, that I want to run my own tongue over. 

"She was supposed to be a distraction." he says. 

"A distraction?" I ask.  He nods and I watch his eyes as they slip down, over my shoudlers and my chest and then back up.

"From what?" I ask. 

He cocks a brow. 

"What do you think Olive?" he asks with a slight laugh and gestures to me, his hand moving up and down. 

"Me?" I asked surprised.

"Yes. You." he says. 

I swallow hard as he sits up again. 

"you and your fucking pretty mouth" he says and then sighs as he positions himself beside me resting his head on my pillow. 

"My mouth?" I ask, echoing his words, feeling like a parrot. 

"Yes Olive...your mouth" he says looking up at me as I look down and then away, and wiggle my toes under the blanket and look back at him. 

"But....she wasn't working as a distraction?" I ask, unsure of what to say. 

He shakes his head and turns toward me, his hand slips across the smooth satin of my tank top, over my stomach. I gasp slightly and he smirks, gently grabbing my waist and pulling me down. I scoot myself back down, laying beside him. 

"It was hard to think about anything but you.." he says and his hand slips over my stomach again, making small circles, his hand warm on me through the fabric, lighting that fire in my lower belly and between my legs. 

"So I tried to pretend she WAS you..." he says and I inhale as his hand slips slightly further up my tank top. "But her lips were nothing like yours." he says and looks at me as I gasp as his hand slides up my tank top between my breasts and then rests on the top of my chest, over my uper chest and then he gently places his hands near my neck, not gripping it, just resting it there. 

"Her skin wasnt as soft as yours." he whispers, making me swallow and his fingers glide down the side of my neck and across my collar bone. 

"she doesnt smell as good as you do." he says and I shiver when his hand slips over my collar bone to my shoulder beside him. 

"I tried so hard to pretend it was you when I was inside of her" he whispers against my shoulder as his thumb plays with the thin strap of my tank top and I feel my nipples, growing hard , pushing against the flimsy satin fabric. 

"why are you telling me this"I breathe as his finger brushes the strap from my shoulder and I feel his lips and that slice of metal from his lip ring kiss my shoulder.

"Because" he breathes against my skin, and my mouth parts my eyes closing and my head tilting in the opposite direction as his kisses across my shoulder to my neck. 

"you need to know how bad I want you." he says and I feel my heart beating harder and harder as his tongue comes out and drags up my neck slightly , before he places another kiss on my neck. 

He whispers into my ear. "Let me watch you touch yourself." 

My eyes shoot open and I turn my head to him and he smiles.

"What?" I ask , blinking, not sure I heard him right. 

"You don't have to take your clothes off, but I want to watch you get off." he says. 

"I know you're horny Olive." he says and I gape at him. 

"Tell me you're not." he challenges with a little smirk. 

"Tell me your nipples are that hard because it's just cold in here." he grins and looks down at them , and I don't move to cover them.  I watch his hand rest right below my breasts.  I watch him slide himself down slightly as he studies them, I watch him bite his lip and look up at me. 

His hand slips to my side, and he grips my waist, the fabric moving over my skin, moving over my almost painfully hard nipples. His grip on my waist makes every part of me need release. 

"Show me" he says, his hand slipping to mine and then guiding it to my pajama shorts, right above them, and then down over them.  He whispers right over my breast closest to him and I can feel the warmth of his breath through the thin fabric. 

"Touch yourself Olivia" he says and I gasp as he presses a kiss against my breast, right to the side of my nipple and grins. 

"Jace" I whisper his name. 

"Mmm" he groans and kisses above the lace trim of my tank top and his mouth is so warm and soft, and he kisses more of my skin, across my chest, leaving my hand right above my pussy, as his hand comes back up my waist, holding my side as he lifts up and kisses over my entire upper chest, and I close my eyes as I cave and slip my hand into my pajama bottoms and spread my legs. 

When I let out a tiny exhale of relief, when my fingertip touches my aching clit, I see his head turn, and he kisses my chest, then lifts his head watching my hand beneath my pajama shorts. 

At first I wasn't sure I could do this, let him watch me, I thought i'd be too embarrassed but as soon as I heard the pleased sound from the back of his throat. I realize I want this, I want him to watch me. I want him here, kissing me while I touch myself. 

"Tell me how it feels." he whispers, and looks at me. My eyes on him as my mouth parts with a tiny moan. I see his nostrils flare, and his jaw tick. 

"It feels good." I whisper. 

"Can you put a finger inside yourself for me?" he whispers. I moan and nod. He groans and leans down and kisses my neck. I arch my back and slide my finger down and up inside me slowly. I let out a tiny whimper and I moan out as he bites at my neck. 

I hiss and slide my finger back out and then in. I pant as he licks the area his teeth had bitten, and then he kisses it, and sucks gently, his tongue pushing against my skin and I moan more, my finger moving in and out.

I inhale sharply, feeling his hand gently over mine. 

"Put another finger inside of yourself Olivia" he whispers beneath my ear and his hand hovers over mine as I adjust and add a second finger, wincing, going even slower. 

"Oh my god" he groans in my ear as I whimper. "You're so fucking gorgeous" he says, his low voice in my ear as his hand still hovers over mine. 

"Pretend those are my fingers inside of you" he says and I bite my lip and close my eyes and I breathe out his name and he groans, and nips my jaw and his hand grabs mine gently, guiding me to go slightly faster. I pant and almost lose my fucking mind with how incredibly hot it is to have him fucking me with my own fingers. 

I stop moving my hand, letting him take over how slow or fast my fingers go.  Both of us hear it at the same time, the wetness of my pussy, the sounds of my fingers slipping in and out. 

"fuck" he groans in my ear and I feel his hardness against my hip and he grinds against me slightly and I moan. 

"slide them out now and rub your clit" he says and I do it, his hand slipping from mine and I gasp as he turns me and pulls me to him, my back to his chest. He pushes my hair from my neck and kisses the back of it. I almost want to cry from how much I love the feel of his mouth on my skin. How soft and sweet his mouth is on me, I groan when his dick pushes against my ass and his teeth graze my neck. 

"Bite me again" I pant. 

I feel the grin on his lips against my neck and he does as I ask and I moan as his teeth bite a little harder this time. 

"Do you enjoy that Olive?" his voice is low and teasing. 

"Yes" I hiss through my teeth, my fingers rubbing my clit faster I lift my leg to get better access to myself, and I moan when his arm scoops up under my leg and holds it for me as his other snakes around me, underneath my side and then wraps around me, holding me hard to his chest as he bites at my neck again. 

I cry out as I feel myself get closer and closer to cumming. 

Im writhing on my side, my ass un intentionally teasing his dick as I chase my own fingers and moan as his teeth graze my neck. 

"Put your fingers back inside your pussy" he whispers and I groan, so close to cumming.

"Do it" he demands and I bite my lip and follow his orders. 

"fuck yourself as hard as you can stand Olive." he groans. 

I move my fingers faster than before, but still gasp and wince, I yelp, and then moan. 

"ohmygod" he growls into my ear. "I want to fuck you so bad...listen to you....you're so fucking wet" 

My jaw drops as I gasp and moan. 

"Your pussy sounds so fucking good Olive" he says and bites at my neck again and then my ear. I groan.  

"You've got me so fucking hard." he says and I bite my lip and push my ass back into him, intentionally this time.

He groans. "You'll make me cum in my fucking pants if you keep that up." 

"Fuck" he groans as I keep pushing my ass back and then he starts to grind against my ass, still holding my leg up and I feel him hard against my pussy too. 

"ohshit" he groans. "Fuck Olive." he groans , stopping himself and then leans down and bites my shoulder. 

"you're fucking evil" he grins against my shoulder and then lays me on my back, my hand still moving in my shorts. 

My eyes are on his as he grabs my arm, lifting it, pulling my hand from my pajama bottoms and my eyes widen when he lifts my hand to his mouth and his tongue licks my fingers. 

"Jesus christ" he groans, licking them and then sucking them. "Fuck you taste good" he says, his nostrils flaring and then he moves between my legs, hovering and he's over me, hands on my wrists, holding them on either side of my head. His cock pushing against me through our thin clothing. He groans as my hips rise to meet the bulge rubbing over me. 

"you're so fucking pretty" he says, my skin heating even more, flushing, and he smiles, as he grinds into me. 

"you're the prettiest fucking thing I've ever seen Olive" he says and I moan and bite my lip as he speaks to me. 

"I want you inside me" I blurt out, without even meaning to.  But it's true. I want him to have me, I've never felt so ready to give myself to someone. Even if it is my step brother. Who cares, I havent even known him till this week. 

Jace

Hearing her fucking say those words, does something to me that sends me over the fucking edge and I cum in my pants, grinding against her. Cursing as I do it, wincing, hating that I couldnt stop myself, but I wasn't expecting her to say that. Wasn't expecting her to say the words I've been fantasizing about since walking into the house and seeing her. 

"Jace" she moans my name as I cum , her hips still rocking into mine. I grunt and keep going, keep grinding her, refusing to not have her get off just because I couldnt hold off.  It's almost unbearable as her hips buck and she pants, her hands still in my grasp as her chest heaves, and I look down, her perky tits, and those hard nipples moving in her tank top as I thrust against her. 

I watch her as she cries out, and cums for me again, and I want to watch her face on repeat, listen to the strangled moans on replay as she shudders, cumming hard, and her body trembling beneath me. 

I groan and lay myself over her, my head beside hers as I pant and she whimpers, her legs wrapping around me. 

"oh my god" she breathes quietly. 

"that was..." she says, panting, catching her breath. 

"Jace." she says my name and I lift my head and look at her. 

Her hand is on my face.  I smile and she does too and then she lets out the most adorable giggle and then bites her lip. 

"I meant it." she says. 

I cock my brow. "Meant what?" 

Her eyes search mine and then they go to my mouth. 

"I want you." she says.

I look at her, her eyes back on mine. 

"I want you to be my first." she says and I tense slightly. 

"Olivia, I can't" I tell her, watching her smile turn into a slight frown.

"yes, you can. I'm ready" she says, and I shake my head. 

"You know we can't." I tell her. 

"Can we not talk about it right now?" I ask and lean down and kiss her neck and she shifts, taking my neck from her. 

"Olivia.." I say and she turns her head. 

"Just go then." she says and I sigh and slip off her. 

"Don't be mad" I say and pull her to me, facing me this time as she fights it and I pull her harder and then lift her chin. 

"Listen..." I say and she looks down, and not at me. 

"You know....clearly know...that I want nothing more, than to do, absolutely everything in the god damn books that I can to your body...including...being inside of you." I say and her eyes look to mine. 

"But I can't do that. Your first time will......it'll .....you'll likely have a ton of emotions, and feelings for that person, during and afterwards...and we can't.....I can't do that to you....I can't let you lose your virginity to me...because I can't give you what you'll want afterwards." I tell her. 

She rolls her eyes. "It's just sex Jace" she pushes away and turns herself over. 

"Goodnight Jace" she says.

I sigh and lean in and kiss her shoulder. 

"Careful Jace" she says tuggingher shoulder forward. "Keep kissing me all soft and cute and shit , I might..." she fakes a gasp. "Catch feelings" 

My lips tighten but also I fight a smile at her smartass.  how can she be so impossibly annoying and cute at the same fucking time?

"Don't be a jerk Olive" I say and wrap my arm around her waist and pull her back to me. 

"Whatever" she says and pushes herself up and swings her legs toward the side of the bed and pushes herself to the edge. 

"I'm going to clean myself up. See you in the morning." she says and walks out of her room. 

I sigh and go to our parents bathroom, clean myself up as well and then change into boxers.

Olivia

I cant even be mad at him, because he's right. I won't admit it though, because said feelings , are already starting no matter how much I push them down.  I throw on a t shirt in the bathroom and go back to my room , and find him laying back on my bed. With the lights out. 

I sigh and roll my eyes in the dark and walk over to the other side of the bed. 

"I didnt say you could sleep in here." I hiss as I stand on the side of the bed.  He ignores me. 

"You're not asleep. Get up and go to your own bed." I tell him, but he lays still. 

"Jace!" I say, and get onto the bed and slap his arm. 

"Rude" he says. and then pulls me down and I yelp. 

"You wanna be the baby spoon?" he asks quietly against my neck. 

"Shut up Jace, and go to your own bed" I say. He chuckles slightly and then kisses my cheek. 

"Shut up and go to sleep Olive." he says and then instead of spooning me or pulling me to him, he lays on his back , one hand behind his head, the other over his bare chest. 

I roll my eyes and turn on my side away from him, refusing to argue anymore. 

I wait, and wait, wanting him to put his arm around me, to be near me. Even the few inches between us is too much space. After a few minutes I sigh, giving in and turning over and then leaning into him, his arm moves from his chest, and he lets me tuck myself against him, my arm over his body as I rest my head on his chest. 

I feel him move slightly, and feel his kiss on the top of my head, as his arm wraps around me.

"Goodnight gorgeous" he whispers. 

"Goodnight asshole" I whisper back, getting a light laugh from him and then I fall asleep on his chest within minutes.