Dalton Denvers
"Fuck" I whisper , gritting my teeth as I stand int he shower, hand the wall, head hanging as I pump my fucking fist up and down my cock.
"God damnit Little Star" I groan quietly, beating off in the shower before bed, pictureing that tight little pink dress on Seline, her demand for me to pick her up, her hot naked ass in my hands. The struggle of managing to make it through dinner after taming my fucking dick. What the hell was I fucking doing touching her like that, looking at her like that, what the hell was SHE doing biting that fucking lip, whisper in my ear and kissing on my fucking neck.
I groan as my cum bursts from my cock and onto the shower wall, relief flooding through my fucking veins, heat in my spine as my cock pulses and more cum paints the fucking wall as I feel the phantom press of her lips on my neck, as if they're still there, as if that little body is still wrapped around me. I groan as I let the last drops spurt from the tip of my cock, dropping my hand, plastering my other hand to the wall, my cock still hard, bobbing as if I didnt just beat it like a fucking teenager looking at a dirty magazine for the first time.
I wash my hair, my body, ignoring my dick that's acting like I just downed a bottle of viagra. I refuse to fucking jerk off AGAIN. I haven't been so fucking hard or turned on since I dont even know when. She's my fucking sister. Step sister. Ex step sister, doesnt matter. She's still my little fucking star. My head spins, as I try to fucking process it , the wanting, the bond between us that now seemed to be something more. Happening too fucking fast. I've never thought about Seline that way, I was her protector, her best friend, her older brother, her family....I never once looked at her that way. Because she never looked so fucking good before. She was a fucking girl, not the woman she was now. A young one, but still a fucking woman.
I shut off the shower, brush my teeth at the sink, wrap a towel around my waist and then leave my private bathroom, entering my room. Stopping , standing still as Seline sits at the end of my bed, she's not wearing a tight little dress, or tiny little pink bikini, or something else tight or revealing. Instead she's sitting in long pink sweats and an oversized pink hoodie, her hair piled atop her head, those fuzzy little pink thong slippers she had on earlier.
"What are you doing in my room Seline?" I ask.
"Waiting for you to finish showering. Are you a female ? Took you long enough, we're you primping?" she taunts, a soft smirk on her face, her eyes flicking over my chest, over the bulge in my towel.
"Go to your room Seline." I say and walk to my closet to find an old pair of sweats and shirt.
"I was gonna ask you to watch a move, like we used to." she says, her voice soft and sweet, and I dont even have to look at her to see her pretty little puppy dog eyes, I can hear it her voice.
"fine." I say, in my closet, out of view, pulling my towel off and drying myself off as I grab a pair of grey sweat pants and plain white t shirt.
"Dont sound so happy Dalton, geeze" she says and I huff.
I wanted to fucking yell, to throw something or go hit a punching bag, or run a fucking marathon, anything to get myself out of this weird ass confusion. What the hell were we doing, tension filled stares one second, bickering like we used to for fun the next, I didnt know what the hell to do with this sudden fucking urge to fuck her, to fuck my god damn sister. My cock throbs as I pull the shirt over my head.
I dont even bother hiding the boner that apparently never fucking ends , cause she's already seen the proof under my towel and in my jeans earlier.
when I walk out she lets out a little laugh.
"I only made enough popcorn for two Dalton, you're gonna have to tell your friend to relax." she says , looking at my dick.
My nostrils flare and I walk over to her, looking down at her and she swallows, leaning back slightly.
"Or dont...i guess it's rude to tell him he can't come" she says and I narrow my eyes at her.
"what the hell do you think you're doing Sel?" I ask her and she raises a brow.
"Ummm, sitting here, waiting for you to stop huffing and puffing at me" she says and I take a deep breath.
"What the hell was that in the kitchen?" I ask and she blinks, and cocks her head.
"That was you cooking dinner. And me in a tight dress that apparently makes you hard for hours." she smirks.
"This...isn't happening" I say pointing between us.
She rolls her eyes. "Tell that to him," she nods towards my cock.
"when did you add being a brat to your personality?" I grit my teeth.
"I'm a brat because you can't control your dick?" she argues.
"Where's sunshine? Little star? I want her back."
She frowns. Brows pinching. "I'm still her."
"I dont know what the fuck is going on Sel...but this can't fucking happen, and you know it....I love you, and I care about you like a sister, because you ARE , my sister...fuck the step sister and ex step sister shit, cause you know that doesnt matter...whatever this is...that's got us both being fucking idiots...it stops now." I say and I see the hurt in her face, then the anger, and then a pretty little scowl falls over her face.
"Fine." she says. Just fine. Nothing else and then she goes to push off the bed, ready to storm out, to pout just like she used to whenever she didn't get her way. Seline always got her way with me. Cause i was wrapped around her finger from day one. There wasn't anyway to tell her no, I was a sucker and let her pouty little face and tears and pretty pleases always reel me in to giving her whatever she wanted. But I cant give her this. She's too important , she's my entire world, and to do something so stupid as to take her to bed, just because she's grown up and has curves and perfect peach of an ass, and pretty tits,...no..I'm older than her, and I need to make the call, and put an end to it.
I grab her arm before she can walk off, and pull her back and push her back down onto the bed, and she kicks her legs at me with a huff, her slippers kicking off and I grab her legs.
"Knock it off" I say and throw her legs down.
"YOU knock it off! I'm trying to get off your bed!" she yells and I grit my teeth.
"Sunshine" I sigh and her little face of fury softens.
I lift my hands to my face, dragging them over it and then look at her.
"I don't know what the fuck is happening" I groan and then push my fingers through my hair.
"I never , ever thought of you this way Sel" I say.
"I know that." she says.
"I did not excpect this...at all....I didnt fucking expect to come home...and fucking feel like this..." I say pulling at my hair, because I havent even been home twelve fucking hours, and the urges were fucking ramming themselves around in my brain, on fucking overload, creating fantasies and new desires for one of the only females I shouldn't fucking have them for.
"It's like....fuck...what the fuck Sel? Ya know?" I say and turn and pace , not even making any sense. and she just sits there, pushing back up to sit on the edge of the bed as I pace back and forth.
"It's not even just cause you're fucking hot Sel, fuck" I growl, catching the little lift of her brows. Looking at her and shaking my head.
"I need you to know this is not....this was never....I never once thought of you this way Sel...I wasnt some creepy older brother that-"
"I know that Dalton." she says gently. "Trust me..I know that."
"I just...I dont understand what this is....or what to do about it right now...cause i fucking love you...and im fucking confused as to how i can even need you so fucking bad right now" I groan and she inhales.
"I need you too" she exhales and I groan.
"Damnit Sel" I walk further away from her.
"I know you never looked at me that way Dalton, I dont think this was some master plan to wait for me to grow a pair of tits or turn eighteen" she says and I turn back to her.
"I know how much you care about me, I know how much you love me, and that it was all with the intent of nothing other than being the best fucking brother a girl could ask for." she says and I sigh my shoulders sag a bit.
"I know that you werent grooming me like some kind of creep...you were just being my brother, and my best friend....and I don't know why it's so intense right now...but what if it's because this was always supposed to happen?" she says.
"what?" I say, shaking my head.
"What if fate and shit exists..ya know?" she says with a shrug and I just look at her like she's fucking insane.
She rolls her eyes. "Dont look at me like that"
"what if...our parents met...for a reason.....and they thought that reason was so THEY could fall in love....but really it was always meant for you and me...
"you were fucking ten...and i was seventeen Seline...that's disgus-"
"okay" she holds up a hand. "I didnt mean THEN."
"I just mean..they got together...which brought us together....and we bonded instantly...like...it's as if we were instantly a pair...two puzzle pieces snapped together." she says and I dont disagree.
"and maybe...it was never them that were meant to be together...clearly ...cause..divorce" she rolls her eyes. I just huff a short laugh.
"But maybe it was always us Dalton...maybe IN TIME...we were meant to be...and that's why we were inseperable, and why now...it's so sudden...and just...impossible to ignore...because time has been waiting...and now I'm older....and technically...legally...NOT your sister anymore."
My brows pinch, and she frowns. "you know what i mean."
I just nod and sigh and then walk over and sit on the bed.
"It doesnt feel right ...the way that I want you now." I say and she turns, lifts my arm and throws it around her and snuggles up to my side and lays her head on my chest as she wraps her arms around me.
"that little dress really did a number on you" she teases, trying to make light of it and I actually laugh and wrapp my arm tighter around her.
"It did" I admit, she laughs, hugging me still and then tips her head back and I look down at her and adore the smile and the eyes looking back at me.
"I promise i'll behave...no more little dresses." she says.
I take a deep breath, my brows drawing together and I gently rock my head side to side.
"Maybe a few" I say and she laughs, making me smile.
"We'll figure it out." she says. "What this is supposed to be."
I can't stand how much I love her, how I'd do anything at all for her, including this, including admitting that maybe she's right, and she was always meant to be mine in more ways than one. Cause that's exactly what it feels like right now, that I'm supposed to protect her always, that it's my job and nobody elses to care for her and love her. And that now....the way that I love her is just changing, going through to the next stage. The way that I was truly meant to love her. Not as a step brother, but as something I tried to be to multiple women, and it just never felt right, not like this.
"I love you" I tell her, looking into her eyes and she smiles.
"Yeah, i know" she shrugs and I laugh, and kiss her forehead.
"This has to be slow Sel." I whisper into her hair.
"I dont think time has waited this long for us to go slow" she whispers and I gently grab her chin and lift it, looking into her eyes.
"I need to allow myself to feel it Sel...because it feels wrong....even if I think you're right about the fate stuff.."
"You do?" her eyes sparkle.
The corner of my mouth lifts. I nod once. "I think you're onto something, yes."
"you're right, i'm totally right" she nods and I laugh softly.
"but it still doesnt feel like I'm allowed to want you...you know?" I ask and she nods.
"I get it....i hate it...but i get it......if anyone is allowed to want me...it's you." she says and I swallow as I stare at her, my thumb reaching up, brushing under her lower lip
"why dont we go watch that movie?" I say and she nods. My eyes on her mouth, I lick my lips, wanting her so bad , wanting to taste her mouth, and so much more.
But I manage to do the right thing for myself, and pull my hand from her face and then stand and pull her by her hands off the bed and then smile as she wraps her arms around me, her head on my chest, arms around my middle.
"cmon little star" I say, wrapping my arms around her, giving her a quick tight hug, both of squeezing one another. "Let go watch a movie"