EroticReverie

(due to the issues I was having with bdsmlr, I realize one of the earlier chapters didnt get posted....so obviously this one was meant to be chapter three, but now its 2.5, haha, enjoy!)

Olivia

I throw on a pair of underwear and  my jean shorts, and a plain white t shirt, that I tie at the waist in a little knot on the side, and throw on a piar of white sneakers and then grab my phone and my wallet and head downstairs. 

"That was fast Olive" Jace says leaning against the front door waiting as he talks to my mother and Henry. 

I let out a huff of breath a sock him with my fist in his arm. 

My mother gasps my name as Jace chuckles. 

"Call me Olive again, asshole." I glare at him. 

"Oh my goodness" my mother lifts a hand to her face. 

"Try not to kill him Olivia...or if you do...not inside the car...I don't want to have to get blood out of the seats." Henry jokes as he tosses his son the keys. 

"No promises." I say and Jace smirks. 

"Cmon sis. you seem hangry." Jaec says pushing off the door and opening it. 

I give my mom a look and Henry. 

Henry gives a little smile. "It wont be so bad." he says. I roll my eyes and walk out the door, snatching the keys from Jace.

"I'm driving" I snap and walk to the car. 

Jace

I'm not sure what I love more her thighs and ass, or her fucking attitude.  I smile to myself watching her ass all the way to the car, and I let her drive, and get into the passenger seat. 

"Don't kill us." I say buckling my seat belt. 

She rolls those pretty eyes at me and I feel my dick twitch in my pants. Yeah her attitude is definitely hot. 

Once she starts to drive, I smirk to myself viewing her out of the corner of my eye as she sings to her fricken pop music on the radio.  I take note of the choice to go without a bra , even though her shirt is loose and not quite tight, the fabric hangs off the tips of her breasts. I reach forward and crank the ac, turning mine off on my side, making the cold air burst out at her. 

"What the hell are you doing?" she yells and looks over at me. 

"It's not even hot out!" she shrieks as I hold the ac on, not letting her turn the dial back. 

I wait till those peaks get just a bit harder under her shirt, before I surrender the dial to her and let her turn it back off. I chuckle to myself.

"What the hell is your problem, don't mess with shit while I'm driving" she says. 

"Just had to check." I say with a shrug as she comes to a red light. 

"Check what?" she says annoyed and looks over to me. 

"Check whether or not I was right about you not having worn a bra." I say with a smirk. 

I take delight in the the way her jaw drops and she reaches over and smacks me, beating me against my chest as I laugh. 

"You're a fucking perv!" she screams/ 

I laugh and shrug. "Never said I wasn't sis." 

She grumbles. "Do NOT call me that. I'd rather you call me Olive than sis." she shudders. 

"Aww, cute, the nick name has already grown on you." I say , teasing her. 

"No..it hasnt." she says shooting me a glare. 

Her eyes widen as I lean over and she jerks to the side away from me. But I just smirk. 

"Tell me Olive..." I say, and lick my lips, my tongue dragging over my lip ring. 

"How many guys have seen them?" I ask.

She scrunches her nose. "Seen what?" 

I make a show of looking down to her chest. 

"Ew." she says and pushes me back to my side of the car. 

"You're a fucking pervert."  she says again as she steps on the gas and then pulls along the curb of a line of stores, and outside of the ice cream shop that is fashioned as an old timey malt shop. 

"Give me the money." she says throwing the car into park. 

"Why?" I ask. 

"Because I'm getting ice cream by myself. Unless you want me to tell my mother and your father that you're a fucking creep who checks out his step sisters tits." she snaps, holding out her hand palm up. 

I just smirk at her hand and then look up at her and shake her head. 

"I've been checking out a lot more than that Olive." I say, biting my lip near my lip ring. 

Olivia

I fucking hate him. Not only is he an asshole, but he's also a pervert. I also have no idea why him chewing on his lip ring like that has my thighs clenching together. Lies. He's hot. That's why. 

"fork over the money pervert." I say as his eyes look to my lap, probably looking at my legs. 

He reaches into his jacket pocket and hands over a hundred dollar bill.

I snatch it. 

"I'll meet you back at the car in an hour. Don't worry i'll tell them you were a perfect little angel." I say as I hop out of the car and take the keys with me and go into the ice cream shop and meet my friends Kelsey and Marina. 

I tell them it's on me, and we all grab milkshakes and sit at a circular booth with a few guys from school. One of them being Kevin, my major crush all year. I sit on the ouside of the booth next to him.  Unfortunately though, looking at him now, compared to the tall dark jackass I drove here with, Kevin seems plain, and not at all as exciting as the idea of someone like Jace. 

Fifteen minutes later Kelsey gasps. "Who is that?" she mutters to Marina by her side. I see both of the guys they're sitting next to follow their gazes, and they give defensive glares to whoever they're staring at. 

I ignore them and focus on Kevin who is asking me about coming to his house sometime soon, his hand on my leg under the table. It's innocent at first, until his fingers start to move as he smirks as I reply to his question. I stammer slightly as his fingers graze along my thigh, pushing them between my legs. I jump slightly in my seat and he looks around the table and leans in. 

"Or you could come over tonight" he whispers. 

"I ..uh...um..I" my eyes flit down to his hand, and I reach down and grab it before it climbs any higher up between my legs. 

"he's coming over here" I hear Kelsey murmur but feel my heart beating fast, I'm nervous, and scared, and....

I'm shoved into the booth further as a body crashes down next to mine. 

I jump and turn as Jace leans back in the booth and I see his eyes go down to my lap. His jaw ticks. I slap Kevin's hand away. 

"Who the fuck are you?" Kevin asks sitting up and put his arm around me. 

"I'm Jace. Nice to meet you Theodore." he says. 

I furrow my brows in confusion. Wondering what the hell Jace is doing. 

"The name is Kevin." KEvin growls beside me. 

"Well you look like a fucking Theodore." Jace says and I see him wink at Kelsey and Marina who are both looking at my step brother all googly eyed. I didn't tell them about him, because I wanted to bond with him first. I was selfish and greedy, but that was before I realized what a pain in my ass my new step brother would be. 

"Oh yeah?" Kevin snarls. "And why do I look like a Theodore?"

"Cause you look like a fucking pussy." Jace says. My eyes widen as Kevin tenses next to me and goes to lunge over me and I push him back. 

"Calm down" I push him as his friend pulls him back. 

I whip my head to Jace. 

"A word." I say nodding my head towards the outside of the booth. 

Jace gives another wink to my friends. 

"Nice to see you ladies. Sure we'll be seeing each other again soon." he says. 

I roll my eyes at the little giggles and waves they give him. 

"Get out" I push at Jace and then get out of the booth with him. 

"Where you going?" Kevin says grabbing my wrist. Almost too hard. I turn, looking down at my wrist and tug it out of his hold. 

"Who is that guy Olivia?" Kevin says jealously , almost whiney and quite annoying.

"It's my fucking step brother." I say and see the table react in wide eyed surprise. 

I walk away and follow Jace out the front door as he leans up against our car, chewing on a toothpick like he thinks he's some bad ass. 

"What the hell?!" I say and slap his chest. 

"That guy is a fucking bitch." he says. 

"Of course you think that....but I LIKE him, and you're not going to fuck it up!" I hiss. 

He cocks a brow and chuckles. 

"Him? You like...him?" he asks and laughs. 

"Yes, I do." I say my fits balling at my sides. 

He shakes his head. "Nah, no you dont." he says so sure of himself. 

I roll my eyes. 

"If you liked him, you wouldn't have looked like you were about to vomit from him having his hand on your leg." Jace says. 

"You dont know what you're talking about." I say.

"I do. I saw it." he says

"It's not that, I just am not....used to it...that's all." I roll my eyes. "Now shut up and leave me alone." 

His eyebrow pops up again, he stops chewing the tooth pick. 

"not used to a guy touching your leg?" he asks. 

I roll my eyes. 

"go fuck off somewhere else Jace. I'll be done in a little bit." I say. 

"whoa whoa whoa...waaaaait a second" Jace says hopping up from leaning on the car and moves to stand in front of me. He's laughing and his hand goes to my waist, pushing me back to the side of car out of the way of the people walking on the curb.

"What?" I hiss.

"Olive..." he smirks. 

"quit looking at me like that." I say and look away. 

"Are you a virgin Olive?" he asks quietly. 

My head whips back to look at him, my eyes glaring, I narrow them.

"That's none of your business." I say pushing his hand from my waist that has lingered there way too long. 

His eyebrows jump. 

"Shit." he says and laughs. 

I start to blush, embarrassed that he's discovered this piece of information. Not that I'm ashamed, but...why the fuck is he laughing?

"That's why you're so uptight" he says. 

I scoff now. "I am NOT uptight, you're just an asshole." I say. 

"So are you a virgin or not?" he asks.

I roll my eyes and let out a long sigh. "I dont see how that any of your concern."

"fuck. you are." he says. I blush some more. 

"Yeah, you definiely are...look at you...you're turning pink" he says lifting the back of a finger to my cheek.  I slap his hand down. 

"fuck off, so what? Theres nothing wrong with it!" I say defensively. 

He smiles. "I didn't say there was....I just....didn't expect you to be a virgin still." he says.

I look at him and scowl. "What? Do I look like some kind of slut or something? I ask and cross my arms. 

He shakes his head. "Not at all." 

"So, this has to be a by choice thing then..." he says.

I roll my eyes. 

"Can we like...NOT...talk about this?" I ask. 

"Why not?" he asks. 

"Because! It's embarassing and it's really none of your business!" I say. 

"C'mon" he says grabbing my hand and pulls me from the car. I look into the shop, Kevin and everyone else at the booth is watching. 

"But my friends.." I say as he keeps pulling me. 

"They're fine." he says and I mouth the words sorry to Kevin through the glass and follow Jace.

We walk down the street and across the road. Jace holds my hand, pulling me the whole way. 

He sits on a little brick wall that divides the street from the start of the beach. He straddles it and pats the brick. 

"Sit." he says. 

I roll my eyes and sit, both of my feet swinging over the other side, dangling off the side towards the beach, my side to him. 

"So. It's by choice." he says. 

I grumble and look at him and realize. He won't let it go. So I commit to giving my annoying step brother the information he seeks.