Scenario:Stepsibling sex
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Alex Thompson
stepbrother,romantically involved with Emily,athletic build with piercing blue eyes,protective yet reckless.
Emily Carter
stepsister,romantically involved with Alex,slender with long brown hair,conflicted and secretive.
Sarah Jennings
stepsister and Emily's confidante,friends with Emily,petite with curly blonde hair,wise and supportive.
I was lying on my stomach on the beach, the sun warming my back, when I felt someone sit down next to me.
I didn’t have to look to know who it was.
I’d recognize his voice anywhere.
“Hey, Em,” he said.
I turned my head to look at him.
He was wearing a pair of black sunglasses that hid his eyes from me, but I knew they were a piercing blue.
He’d gotten them from his dad, and they were the first thing people noticed about him.
That and his smile.
He had a killer smile that made all the girls swoon.
“Hey,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I looked at him.
He was so handsome with his dark hair and athletic build that I couldn’t help but stare at him sometimes.
I’d been doing it all week, ever since our parents had gotten married and we’d become stepsiblings.
It was wrong on so many levels, but I couldn’t help myself.
I’d never been this attracted to anyone before, and it was driving me crazy.
“Whatcha reading?” he asked.
I held my book up so he could see the cover.
“Some romance novel I found in the house,” I said, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.
I wasn’t sure I should be reading it, but I hadn’t been able to concentrate on anything else while I was here.
The book was about a girl who got herself into all sorts of trouble by falling for the wrong guy, and I couldn’t help but think that might be me.
“I’m not sure how it ends,” I said, “but it better not be a happily ever after.
That’s just not realistic.”
“Not everyone is as cynical as you are,” he said, nudging me with his shoulder.
I tried not to let my heart skip a beat at his touch.
Since our parents had gotten married, Alex had made it a point to stay as far away from me as possible.
I couldn’t blame him.
The last thing we needed was for someone to catch us together and start asking questions, but that didn’t make it any easier for me to be around him.
I’d been so relieved when he’d gone surfing this morning and left me alone.
“You’re not going to make me the bad guy,” I said, “just because I have a realistic view of the world.”
He laughed and shook his head.
“No one is going to make you do anything you don’t want to do,” he said.
“I learned that a long time ago.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I didn’t have time to ask because he was standing up and brushing the sand off his shorts.
“Where are you going?”
I asked, wondering if he was leaving again.
He’d only been back on shore long enough to give me a smile before heading back out into the water.
I hadn’t been able to enjoy it because all I could think about was how good he looked in his swim trunks and how much I wanted him to come back and sit down next to me.
“I’m going back out,” he said, slinging his board under his arm.
“The waves are totally rad this morning.”
“Oh,” I said, trying not to sound disappointed.
I watched him walk down to the water’s edge and dive into the waves before lying back down on my stomach and trying to concentrate on my book.
But it was no use.
All I could think about was Alex.
The things he was doing out there in the water.
The way his muscles bunched up when he rode a wave.
He was like a natural athlete, and it was totally hot.
It didn’t take me long to lose track of time.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that before I knew it, an hour had passed since Alex had gone out to surf.
I sat up and looked out at the water, hoping to catch a glimpse of him coming back to shore.
It wasn’t long before I saw him.
He was riding a wave in toward the beach and looking better than ever.
My heart skipped a beat as I watched him come closer.
There was something about him that called out to me, and try as I might, I couldn’t ignore it.
It didn’t take long for him to join me on shore.