Stepbrother Surrender: A Step Romance Novella Read Free Page A

the other dream.  I was sucking his perfect cock.  I wrapped
my lips around the head and glanced up at Brandon who was smiling.  Then he
placed a hand on the back of my head and said, “Oh, just like that sis.”  I
remember waking up in a panic shortly after he called me sis .
     
     
                On
Wednesday night, I hardly slept at all for fear of having another dream.  I
kept encouraging myself to move pas this.  It was all just a harmless fantasy,
one that I didn’t really want to pursue.  But I couldn’t really convince
myself that this was anything other than a seriously real attraction to my only
sibling.  Even if he wasn’t related by blood.
     
               
                The
ride to the airport was nerve wracking.  I sat in the passenger seat, biting my
nails, while Dad drove too fast.
     
     
                “Aren’t
you getting excited, Elle?  Now that it’s actually here?” he was obviously very
excited, himself.  I just nodded and stared down the road to the horizon,
hoping the airport would never show up.  Hoping that maybe it disappeared in
some alternate universe and that Brandon was a dream and that I wouldn’t ever
have to be confronted with his physical form.  But of course that didn’t happen
and within five minutes we were pulling into the airport parking lot.
     
     
                We
stepped out of the car and into the burning sun.  By the time we reached the
doors I had hair plastered to my forehead from sweat.  What a great start ,
I thought to myself.  We found a couple of seats and watched crowds of people
rush hectically around us.
               
     
                I
stared at my shoes while we waited.  A long black scuff was on the inside, and
a few short marks and creases lined the top.  I couldn’t help but wonder how I
must be walking in order to create such a pattern, but I didn’t get far into my
thoughts.
     
               
               “There
he is!” Dad jumped out of his seat, pointing enthusiastically.  I lifted my
eyes to look for Brandon, but was only met with the most gorgeous man I’d ever
seen.  He stood tall with broad shoulders and a smile that made me melt.  It
took me a moment to notice that I had stopped breathing.
     
     
               “Where?”
I said as I tried looking around the hunk in front of us for Brandon but I
didn’t see anyone else.  The beautiful stranger before me was eyeing me and
smiled before I quickly turned away, blushing.  And then I realized why this
hunk had been eyeing me.
     
     
               “Brandon!
Oh wow!” Dad said as he swung his arms around the beautiful guy.
     
     
               Holy
shit, I thought to myself. He was Brandon!
     
     
               He
changed completely from the slightly chubby jerk that terrorized me, and was
even different from the somewhat improved college freshman that had visited
before.  His muscles popped from beneath his skin and his muscle tee, and his green
eyes sparkled under the fluorescent lighting.  I tried to find a glimpse of the
old Brandon in him, something that would cool my body down from the sight of
him, but there wasn’t anything.  Brandon had been a boy, and standing before us
was a 23 year old stud that nearly made my panties wet before I’d realized who
he was.
     
     
               And
I felt wrong for it.  Brandon was family, not some possible lay.  I felt like
curling up in my chair with my legs tucked in as he came over to me, but I
could hardly move.  Somehow I found my way to my feet and joined Dad and this
strange new Brandon.
     
     
               “Elle,
I can’t believe this. You look totally different” He said as he threw his arms
around me.  His deep clean musk surrounded my senses as my attention turned to
my breasts being pressed up against his solid chest.  The heat of his muscles
overwhelmed me