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Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 01

By: Bianca_Sommerland



*All Character's are eighteen and over

Pacing back and forth in front of the huge reflective window of her office Stephanie nodded, opened her mouth and tried once again interrupt the fast talking Spanish interpreter. With a sigh she pressed her lips together and shook her head when he just kept going on, enamored with the sound of his own voice. Preying for patience she made the odd sound of acknowledgment and waited for the moment he would shut up long enough for her to finish explaining the classifications to the client. 

One eye on the clock Stephanie picked at a loose thread at the hem of her grey skirt, cocked her hip and rested back against the window. Rolling her eyes she listened to the man tell her for the third time, in five minutes, that the shipment was wood and would be classified as such. Then he took a breath.

Stephanie jumped right in, turning to looked out into the city as she spoke. "Any other material added to the wood--in this case metal--changes the classification. I don't make the rules Mr. Larsoni. Arguing with me won't change the fact that the shipment won't clear customs if the papers aren't done right."

Teeth pressed into her tongue Stephanie rolled her shoulders along the window and straightened her back against it. Pushing her spiked heels into the carpet she dropped her head, stretching some tension out of her spine. The man blabbered on. Stephanie rubbed her neck while she lifted her head.

The conversation in her ear was going nowhere. She could hear the client trying to interrupt now. Pointless, the translator was on a new mission and it had little to do with either of them. Stephanie just didn't care anymore. Her eyes were on the clock over her door, watching the second hand as it took its sweet assed time getting to the twelve. 

Eager for the moment she could take her Bluetooth out of her ear and toss it in her purse; it took a moment for the form standing in the doorway to register. At first she thought she was dreaming. The week had been long, stressful. It was quite possible that her mind had snapped.

With a crooked grin he took a step forward, then another. "Hey Steph."

Done with trying to get her mind to register his presence Stephanie rushed forward and fell into his arms. "Colin! My god Colin you're home!"

An irate voice shouted out unintelligible Spanish in her ear. Stephanie pulled the Bluetooth from her ear and let it fall to the worn grey carpet. Hands wrapped around Colin's broad forearms Stephanie stepped back and let her eyes pass over him, drinking him in, relief sending hot tears spilling down her cheeks.

"Miss me?" Colin laughed when she answered with a dozen kisses spread over his face. Pulling her against him he hugged her tight. "You almost done here?"

Swiping away her tears with her palms Stephanie grinned. "I am now." 

Colin's hands slid from her waist to her ass. He pulled her hard against him, his lips sliding down her throat making her groan. "Good. Because I really missed you."

Stephanie was tempted, very tempted. Feeling him hard against her belly made closing the door and letting him take her on her desk seem like a very good idea. Instead she forced her mind from pleasure to practicality. Too many people here knew Colin. They'd been so careful with their secret. Risking exposure now in a moment of passion would be foolish.

Besides, she'd most definitely lose her job if she got caught having sex in her office. The fact that she was overwhelmed with joy at his return might be considered. If only he wasn't her brother.

With firm resolve Stephanie cleared her throat and jerked her chin pointedly towards her curious co-workers, lingering in the hall. A forced smile on her lips she bent down and plucked her Bluetooth off the floor. "I thought you weren't scheduled for leave for another four months."

Shoving his hands in the pockets of his fatigues Colin shrugged. "They're pulling some of the reserves out early. I got lucky, mine was the first to get a return to unit. Debriefing took two weeks. Woulda called to let you know I was coming home but..." With a wide grin he reached out and ruffled her hair. "I wanted to surprise you."

Stephanie ducked away from him and tried to straighten the mess he'd made of her updo. Accepting it as a lost cause she pulled the pins from her rich brown hair and let in fall in soft waves around her face. "You surprised me alright. I'm gonna get in so much trouble." 

The crooked grin was back. Colin reached for her hair again, his voice husky, hungry. "Get in trouble huh? I like the sound of that."

Evading his touch Stephanie backed out of reach, grabbing her purse off her desk while keeping her eyes on her brother. "I'm sure you do." Taking his hand she tugged him out the door. "It'll have to wait though."

Colin scowled. "What the hell for?"

Stephanie slammed her hand on the button to call the elevator and waved over at one of her co-workers, shaking her head when it looked like he would come over. Colin's tone had given the impression that she needed to be saved from his temper. Little did they know--or need to know--that it was just the frustration of a horny soldier lashing out.

Keeping her voice low, internally begging for the elevator to hurry, Stephanie leaned close to her brother. "Will you keep it down! It has to wait because I'm throwing Ashley a party for her eighteenth birthday. I know it's two months late but..."

The subject of their little sister sobered Colin instantly. Giving her some space he looked up to watch the red numbers, marking the passing floors, ascend. "How's she doing?"

The gleaming metal doors slid open. Stephanie followed her brother inside. "She's doing good. Mom's still raving about how nicely her long hair covers all the scars."

Colin ground his teeth. "She'd know that if she'd bothered visiting."

Stephanie shrugged and let an awkward silence fall between them, She didn't know what to say. Bringing up their mother had been a bad idea, but there was no way to take it back now.

Thankfully the silence only lasted until they were settled in Colin's jeep. Pulling into the busy rush hour traffic Colin cleared his throat and glanced over at her. "I can't picture Ashley with long hair."

Stephanie frowned at her brother's profile as he fixed his eyes on the road. "I sent pictures."

Colin's jaw tensed. "I never looked at them."

Angry. She should be angry. Unlike their mother she had gone to visit Ashley, once a week in fact, and taken the time after every visit to write Colin to let him know how she was doing. Every new development was relayed with careful attention to detail, wanting to keep the hope alive, hope that their sister would one day wake.

It was impossible to even feel the least bit disgruntled about Colin's admission. Much as seeing Ashley in a coma had hurt Stephanie, it was nothing compared to the guilt Colin felt. Misplaced guilt, to say the least, but it was there nonetheless.

Colin blamed himself for Ashley being in the car. A car driven by one of his friends, a friend Ashley had been seeing for months. Colin hadn't been crazy about the relationship but resolved not to interfere. Bob wasn't a bad guy, just a little...wild at times. Assured of his friend's regard for Ashley he'd watched from the sidelines, prepared to pick up the pieces if it ended badly.

Ashley never should have been at the party. Colin was five years older than her, which made the crowd he hung with much too old for his sixteen year old sister. Bob was only eighteen, but no one ever questioned his presence. Which meant his girlfriend was accepted without contest.

Grudgingly watching his sister all night Colin had been relieved when Bob had decided she'd had a bit too much to drink and was bringing her home. With a distracted wave he'd gone upstairs with the first willing female he could get his hands on. Never once had he thought on how much alcohol Bob had consumed. 

The call. Stephanie had been the one to make it. She'd left him a vague message when his voicemail picked up, telling him only that there'd been an accident and he should get to the hospital as soon as he got the message. It was hours before he did. 

While his friend died he'd been having wild sex with a stranger. While his sister had slipped into a coma, fragments of bone driven into her brain from the impact of the crash, he'd been drinking and laughing with the guys. 

The image of that night would be forever engraved in Stephanie's skull. The look of horror on Colin's face when Stephanie had tearfully told him about the accident. Their father punching him in the mouth, blaming him, held back by security when he tried to go for his son again. 

It echoed through her mind, even now. The words. You are dead to me. 

After Ashley's accident their world had fallen apart. Their father left. Their mother, off on a photo shoot in Rome, stayed there. Stephanie and Colin were alone, struggling to fend for themselves and make all the important decisions concerning their sister. The money was gone and Colin dropped out of college to work in a local refinery to pay for the medical bills.

The siblings savings went to paying for their sister's stay at the aftercare center. Stephanie's scholarship, a godsend, took care of her own school expenses. Unfortunately there just wasn't enough money for her to take more than a few years for customer service. 

Colin blamed himself, for all of it. Stephanie liked to think the bond they'd developed made a difference, gave him some peace, but in the end even that hadn't been enough. A chance meeting with an old friend that served in the marines and Colin enlisted. Months later and he was deployed.

It was a cruel twist of fate that Ashley woke when Colin was stationed overseas. For two months she'd been awake, recovering in leaps and bounds and Colin couldn't return. But now, now he was back. Now he would see that although Ashley had lost two years of her life, had been through a terrible accident, it was over now and he could begin to forgive himself. It took awhile before Stephanie realized the car wasn't moving. Blinking out of the memories she'd lost herself to she turned her head and flushed to see the way her brother was looking at her. They were parked in front of their parent's house. All the neighbors knew them well. There'd be no mistaking what that look meant if anyone were to see it.

Arching a brow Stephanie waited until Colin cleared the lust from his eyes before speaking. "You've got to stop that."

Giving her a sheepish grin Colin shrugged. "I told you I missed you."

Stephanie made a face. "Ya. You missed part of me."

Colin groaned. "Oh don't be like that." Putting the car in park he dropped his arm on the back of her seat. "I was hoping for a warm welcome. So sue me." He stroked his fingers along the side of her neck. "Sure you can't spare your big brother a bit of time to give him a proper home-cumming."

Stephanie shoved him and laughed. "Yes I'm sure. Mom took Ashley out shopping. I have to make sure everything's ready before they get back."

With a heavy sigh Colin moved his arm. Drumming his hands on the steering wheel he shook his head, then ran his hand through his almost nonexistent dark hair. "Fine. Let's get it done."

Smiling Stephanie lurched forward and hugged him. "Really? You mean you'll stay for the party?"

Using the opportunity to slip his hand under her shirt and palm her ample breast Colin buried his face in her hair and nodded. "Did you think I wouldn't?"

Stephanie scooted back and pushed his hand away, giving him a disapproving frown as she straightened her crisp white shirt. "Stop it. And yes, I know you don't speak to mom except for calls at Christmas and mother's day. I also know you haven't spoken to dad since..."

Colin scowled. "Dad's coming?"

Biting her lip Stephanie nodded, sure Colin would change his mind.

Sucking his teeth Colin gripped down on the steering wheel. With a heavy exhale he moved his head slowly up and down. "What the fuck. I'm doing this for Ashley. If he doesn't like it, too bad."

Stephanie watched him leave the jeep, a lump building in her throat. She wasn't sure what scared her more. The fact that the animosity between father and son would ruin her sister's surprise party, or the possibility that forgiveness would be withheld and someone would get hurt.

Either way it couldn't be helped. Stephanie wouldn't stop Colin from coming, and even if she wanted to she couldn't keep her father away. All there was left to do was prey for another miracle. 

The second she thought it she took it back. She wouldn't ask for another. The one they'd been given was more than enough.

* * *

The house hadn't changed. Finished with helping Stephanie set up the decorations--enough to make the bottom floor looked like it had been doused in Pepto-Bismol--Colin took a bit of time to look around on his own. He wasn't all that surprised. His father didn't live here anymore and his mother was usually abroad, which meant there was no one left to make any changes. Which was good, he supposed, Ashley needed a familiar place to call home.

It was hard, trying to picture his little sister here. All he could see beyond the vision of her lying broken in the hospital bed was the playful little sprite who'd shorn her hair to irritate their mother. The beautiful mahogany tresses had been reduced to tiny spikes, which looked adorable with her pixie face. It certainly hadn't distracted from her beauty. 

Colin remembered her smile, remembered the way she used to tag along with him at every given opportunity. It had grated him then, always having her around. After the accident he would have given anything for her to do it again.

Pushing aside the dour musings Colin pondered on what he could do to prepare for the party. Replacing his beige fatigues was out of the question. There wasn't time to go to his hotel room for his suitcase. The best he could do was wash up a bit and maybe shave off some scruff. He grinned at the thought. Steph always liked his face smooth when he slid it between her thighs anyway.

Heading for the bathroom Colin took his dagger from his boot. All he needed was a bit of soap. Shaving with a well honed blade was an art he'd perfected in Iraq. A few quick swipes and his face would been smooth, smooth enough for kissing and sucking and... 

Colin stood, frozen in the doorway of the bathroom. Through the transparent curtain, fogged with heat, he could see her. She was lathering up her stomach, humming to herself, oblivious to his presence. 

He knew he should back out, close the door softly and leave her to her blissful ignorance. He couldn't do it. Her name left his lips before he could stop it. "Ashley."

Dropping the sudsy luffa Ashley whipped her head towards him. She gasped and pushed the curtain out of the way. "Colin!"

She half leapt from the shower, slipping on the wet tile. Colin dropped his knife, surged forward and caught her. Ashley wrapped her arms around his neck, giggling and crying.

Colin stroked her back, slick with water and hushed her. Pressing his lips to her soaked hair he took a moment just to feel the vitality of her. She was so alive, so vibrant. 

So naked. 

Clearing his throat Colin reached out and grabbed a towel from a hook behind the door, draping it around her. "Whatcha doing home kiddo? I thought you were shopping with mom?"

Adjusting the towel so she was fully concealed Ashley shrugged. "One of her models had an emergency. Mom had to go." she cocked her head and gave him an irreverent smile. "Don't worry. I'll pretend to be surprised."

Colin's lip twisted wryly. "Don't think there's much point of that. I'm sure Steph heard you scream."

Ashley took another, smaller towel from a shelf by the sink and scrubbed it through her hair. "Naw. You can't hear nothing from the kitchen. Hell, you can have sex in the hallway and no one would know unless they were standing right here."

Eyes wide, mouth dry, dick hard Colin stared at his sister. Then he got mad. "How the hell would you know that?"

Draping the wet towel over the sink Ashley gave him an odd look and then flushed. "Not 'cause of anything I've done. Mom and dad made up a few nights ago...in the hallway," she grimaced. "If I had heard them before hand I might not be scarred for life."

"Ah." Colin didn't know what to say. His mother and father fucking wasn't a mental image he wanted.

Ashley giggled. "You should see the look on your face." her eyes traveled down to his chest. She tugged her lip between her teeth. "Shit. I'm sorry. I was all wet and I got you soaked."

Colin felt as though large hands had encircled his throat and were squeezing down. He licked his lips, letting his eyes roam. Strands of hair, almost black while wet, clung to her slender, pale shoulders. Her breast, smaller than her sisters but still enough to be a hand full, pressed against the white cloth of the tightly bound towel. Her legs. God her legs were so long.

A snap of fingers brought his eyes back to her face. "Hey. What's up with you?"

Taking a deep breath Colin forced a smile. "Nothing. I'm just happy." saying it reminded him of how grateful he truly was, grateful to have her back, awake and well. "Come here."

Ashley went willingly into his arms, accepting his need to hold her, needing to be held. Colin tried to keep his thoughts on gratitude, on how wonderful it was to be able to hold her again. Hard as he tried they drifted back to how it had felt to have her pressed naked against him. So innocent, so trusting. With a bit of work...

Angry with himself Colin released Ashley and put some distance between them. It was bad enough that she'd lost two years of her life because of him. Now to top it off he was thinking of using her?

Wasn't gonna happen.

Resolved to enjoy the party and then, when the time was right convince Steph to show him her apartment--most importantly her bed--Colin made a vague motion from Ashley to her room. "You should get dressed. I don't know who's been invited but..."

Ashley nodded curtly and cut him off. "Oh everyone I'm sure. Now that I look normal again everyone will want to see me, tell me how much they preyed for me, tell me that they never gave up hope." She smiled suddenly, but it didn't reach her eyes. "I should get dressed. Wouldn't want to disappoint anyone by looking any less than my best."

Colin watched her turn. He wanted to stop her, to tell her she was wrong. He didn't. She wasn't and he wouldn't lie to her. He had years to make up for and being anything less than honest wasn't a good way to start.

In her open doorway Ashley stopped and glanced back. "I know you gave up Colin. I know and I understand. I don't blame you. I'm just glad giving up didn't get you killed." she took a deep breath and met his eyes. "I don't blame you."

When the door closed Colin bent down slowly and grabbed his knife. Hands too shaky to even consider shaving he turned away from the bathroom, stuffed his knife in his boot, swallowed and took several measured breaths. Making his way to the stairs he slid down the wall and sat on them, trying to clear what felt like a rock in his throat.

She didn't blame him. He hadn't missed the meaning, or the verity behind it. Not only did he not need to beg her forgiveness, she'd decided there was no fault to forgive.

Colin didn't know if he believed that. Right then and there what he believed didn't matter. Only Ashley mattered. Ashley's trust, her acceptance and her love--even if he received it from no one else it didn't matter. If no one was left on earth save him and his two sisters he'd be a happy man. 

Head dropped back hard against the wall Colin groaned. Imagining himself with both his sister's was a very bad idea. His hands had been full with one before enlisting. Both? 


Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 01



If Ashley was anything like her sister he wouldn't survive a single night. The thought made him groan again. The guest better come quick. If not he was going to the kitchen to bang his sister while she put icing on the damn cake.

* * *

"Ashley grew into quite a beauty, didn't she Roland."

"Such a miracle. You must thank god every day for giving you such a miracle."

"Have the doctors told you if there's any brain damage?"

Stephanie clenched her fist around the knife and stabbed it into the cake. For the first hour of the party--which she considered a flop since her mother had yet to show and had managed to spoil the surprise--Stephanie tolerated the gushing, the questions, the exaggerated shows of concern. Now she was fed up. Letting go of the knife before she was tempted to use it on anyone she turned slowly.

Eyes burning with rage Colin stood. Stephanie stepped up to his side, prepared to lash out with words and keep him from lashing out with his fist.

Ashley skipped in front of them, curls bouncing off her shoulders and faced their uncle, a big smile on her face. "No brain damage. Actually the doctors were amazed I made such a complete recovery. No neurological impairment, no dampening of nociception--you can't believe how relieved I was to hear that..."

Colin snorted and coughed back a laugh. Stephanie looked over at him, wondering what was so funny.

At ease now Colin smiled, leaned close and whispered in her ear. "Nociception is the perception of painful stimulus."

Stephanie had to fight not to snort herself. So much for coming to her sister's rescue. She obviously didn't need it.

The coma hadn't killed her sister's spirit. In fact, it looked like it might have just given it some edge.

"It must be so hard for you though..." An old lady--one of their great-aunts if she could remember correctly--was saying. "Waking up to find you've lost two years of your life...to find out that young man you were seeing..."

"Bob." Their Uncle Roland injected readily.

The old woman smiled and nodded. "That's right. Bob." She gave Ashley a sickeningly sympathetic look. "Well to find out he's dead."

Cold and detached Ashley settled her light green eyes on the woman's face. "No. Actually I'm just happy to know he didn't kill anyone else. He was drunk. He shouldn't have been driving. I was stupid to get in the car with him."

"Cake anyone?" Stephanie held up a plate with a slice, her tone loud enough to make it clear the subject was closed.

The guest began to converge around the table. Stephanie handed out slices, her eyes drifting over to Ashley who had evaded Colin and was playing with the stereo. Several guest muttered complaints about the heavy metal she put on but a glance from Stephanie silenced them. This was Ashley's party, not a display of the miracle girl for their entertainment. If they didn't like it, they could leave.

The music made the atmosphere much more pleasant. Stephanie wasn't crazy about the screaming and squealing guitars herself but she could tolerate it. Most of the other's couldn't. The old women made their way to the kitchen, the men headed to the backyard to smoke. Only Colin, Ashley and a few of their cousins were still in the room.

Maybe the worst had passed. Maybe, just maybe, the party hadn't been such a bad idea after all. Ashley seemed happy enough now, chatting with one of their cousins over a CD he was showing her. Heartened Stephanie looked over at Colin. He didn't look happy at all. Actually it looked like he wanted very much to go over and throttle their cousin every time he so much as brushed against Ashley's arm.

Lips curved Stephanie looked him over. His stance said it all. Jaw shifting as he ground his teeth, fist clenched at his sides, feet shoulder width apart in a ready fighters stance. Someone had gotten possessive. He probably didn't know it yet, but Stephanie read him well. Filing the information for a later date she moved to tell him to lose the glare before someone else noticed. 

The front door swung open, hitting the wall, drawing everyone's attention. The old women came in from the kitchen. The men ambled in from the backyard. Everyone stared.

"Happy birthday baby!" Their father, Joseph Walker, stumbled into the room. The stench of liquor rose off him in waves.

Ashley took a step towards him and froze. Her nose wrinkled. She took a step back.

Joseph didn't notice. Closing the distance between them he grabbed Ashley and pressed sloppy kisses on her face. He dropped his arm over the back of her neck. "I got you something."

Stephanie dropped the knife on the empty cake platter and followed Joseph as he dragged Ashley out the door, Colin at her heel. At the sight of what her father was proudly showing her sister Stephanie covered her mouth. 

A huge red bow covered the hood of the pristine white sports car. Their father weaved as he slapped a set of keys into Ashley's hand. 

Ashley's eyes were wide, she licked her trembling lips. "You drove it here?"

Stephanie rushed to her sister's side. It looked like she was going to faint. Or be sick.

Nodding stupidly Joseph gave her a lopsided grin. "Something extra special for my darling's eighteenth birthday."

A car screeched to a stop. Stunned Stephanie watched the door open. Her mother rose gracefully from behind the wheel. 

"You drunken fool. I told you not to get it." Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked up to Ashley. "I'm so sorry baby." she kissed Ashley's cheek and carefully cleared the lipstick with her thumb. "We'll get rid of him and go back in. Enjoy your party. What do you say?"

Stephanie could feel Ashley shaking. She tried to think of something to say.

Colin came to the rescue. Kind of. "Party's over. Me and Steph are bringing Ashley out to see if we can salvage what's left of the night."

Joseph's eyes narrowed. "Like hell you are. Stephanie threw her a nice party right here. You're not going to ruin it for her."

Colin stepped up to him and sneered. "I can't. You already have."

Joseph took a swing for him. Effortlessly Colin blocked it. Their mother grabbed his arm before he could swing back. Stephanie took hold of the back of Colin's shirt and tugged him away before he was tempted to try again. "Get in the jeep Colin."

Colin's eyes shot to her face. With a sound of disgust he walked to the jeep, got in and slammed the door. Stephanie nudged Ashley to join him. Without a word she did.

Breath hissing through her clenched teeth Stephanie glared at her father. "Eight months sober. Good time for a relapse dad."

Her mother laughed. "Is that what he told you? Likely story." she made a face. "I'll have you know..."

"I don't want to hear it. He's always been a drunk. Didn't bother you until you found something better. Spare me the poor little me mom. I'm tired of it." Stephanie waited, for some sadistic reason, to see if her mother would try for a clever comeback. She was usually so good at it. 

When she said nothing, and didn't look like she was about to, Stephanie turned and headed for the jeep.

"I want her home by midnight!"

Stephanie looked over her shoulder at her mother and laughed. "Ya. We'll see."

* * *

The music blasting made talking unnecessary. It was a shallow relief, but Colin would take it. He didn't trust himself to speak, not without making things worse.

Steph appeared to feel the same way. He couldn't be sure, she'd been staring out the window the entire ride, but the stiff set of her shoulders made it pretty clear she wasn't up to small talk.

Needing to know how Ashley was holding out Colin looked into the rearview mirror. Then he smiled. Ashley was singing softly with the music. Didn't mean she was okay but it was a good sign. For as long as he could remember one of Ashley's favorite pastimes had been singing in the car.

Highway to Hell came on and Colin cranked the music up even louder. Grinning at Ashley through the mirror he sang along, as loud as he could. Ashley laughed and raised her voice to accompany him.

Through the corner of his eye Colin saw Steph smile at him. He smiled right back and kept on singing. Maybe he'd been right. Maybe the night was salvageable after all.

When the song ended Colin lowered the volume. At a red light he turned in his seat. "What would you say to movies and room service? It's not much, but..."

"That would be awesome. There's that new movie...the one with Will Smith being the last man on earth...I don't know if it's out yet." Ashley was leaning between the seats now.

Colin didn't have the heart to remind Ashley that the movie had come out two years before. "Sure. We can have a horror movie marathon."

That drew Steph's attention. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

Heat rose under Colin's collar. Tugging at his shirt irritably he shot a dirty look at the cabbie that swerved his cab around the jeep, leaning on his horn. Noticing now that the light had turned green he continued to drive, thinking about what had brought on Steph's misgiving.

The first time they'd gone beyond petting and kissing had been while watching a horror. One of the Saw movies if he remembered correctly. He hadn't seen much of it. He'd been too busy sucking his sister's clit.

Steph tapped his shoulder and pointed at the video store on the corner of the street. "Pull over here. I've got a membership. I'll can pick out a few movies before we go to your hotel."

Pulling over Colin opened his mouth to ask if they were all going in, and closed it when Steph left the jeep and headed inside at a brisk pace.

Ashley slipped between the seats and plopped down on the passenger side. "So what's it like?"

Colin moved his hand, much too close to her bare thigh, and set it awkwardly on his knee. "What?"

Curling her hair around her finger Ashley smiled at him. "Killing people."

Amazed and shocked all at once Colin laughed. "You sure don't beat around the bush, do you?"

Cocking her head, a dimple forming high on her cheek, Ashley gave him an impish grin. "Should I?"

Mind going somewhere Colin really didn't want his little sister to know about he pounced on the first turn of topic he could think of. "You look really pretty in that dress."

Ashley fairly glowed at the compliment. "Really? Thank you." She looked him over, then looked away. "You look awesome in those army duds."

Before things could get uncomfortable Steph returned with a bag of movies. Waving Ashley down Steph got in the back. "Alright. All set. Let's get to the hotel. I am dying to soak in the hot tub."

Ashley turned to face her. "You brought your bathing suit?"

Steph's lip curved. "No. But I got my bra and panties." she gave a little shrug. "Same difference."

Nodding slowly Ashley faced front. Tugging at her lip with her teeth she turned to Colin. "You think you can do me a favor?"

"Anything." Colin didn't even pause before he said it. He could think of nothing she could ask that he wouldn't do.

"I don't really want to go home tonight. Think you could rent me a room?"

Colin's breath caught. He could see it, her lying in the room next to his, on top of the covers in her bra and panties, transparent from the water. 

Steph reached forward and patted her sister's shoulder. "I don't see it being a problem. Right Colin?"

Shifting in his seat, feeling strangled again, Colin just nodded. He forced his mind to focus on reality. Having Ashley in the next room wouldn't be a problem. His little sister was safe. He'd be too busy fucking her big sister all night to bother her.

There was little doubt as to who would be on his mind when he did.

* * *

"Goodnight Colin." Ashley's voice was the sweetest whisper as she bent down to give her big brother a kiss on the cheek. In one of his borrowed shirts, bra and panties hung in the bathroom to dry, Ashley tiptoed from the room.

Stephanie watched her, amused. Bending down in what appeared to be a mirror of Ashley's motions she pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. And then bit his earlobe. 

Colin turned his head into the pillow the stifle his curses.

Laughing quietly Stephanie backed out of the room. "You better be awake when I get back."

Tossing the pillow at her Colin leered. "Oh you bet I will. You've been a very bad girl Steph."

Blowing him a kiss Stephanie smirked. "You gonna punish me big brother? Promise?"

She closed the door behind her before he could answer. Which didn't matter much. They were both eagerly awaiting their time alone.

Meeting with Ashley in the hall Stephanie led the way to Ashley's room, just a few doors down. Swiping the key card Stephanie opened the door and looked around. She smiled in satisfaction.

The room was much smaller than Colin's. It was still nice, but it was a single room rather than a suite and it didn't have a hot tub. Stephanie was willing to bet Ashley had enjoyed using Colin's enough to want to do it again. Which worked out perfectly. The less reason's she had to be in here alone the better.

Still, despite her small victory Stephanie knew she must proceed with caution. If she moved too fast either Ashley...or possibly Colin, would be scared off.

That in mind Stephanie stayed in the doorway as Ashley explored her room. "You sure you don't want me to stay?"

Ashley nodded. "Ya. I like the idea of being on my own. I mean technically I was when..."she stopped, shook her head and laughed. "I'm not a kid anymore. I want to prove it. What better way than this?"

Stephanie couldn't agree more. Still, she needed to figure out a way to take the first little step before their convenient set up passed. Colin wasn't rich. She couldn't see him having the money to pay for two rooms for long, even if she contributed. It was time to plant the idea, just a tiny seed she could carefully nurture. Once it began to grow all that would be needed was the proper set up.

How to start though? What could she say that would steer Ashley in the right direction? What would have the notion seeping in her mind all night, leaving her ready for the next step come morning?

Inavertedly Ashley handed her the key. "I have to tell you something."

Nodding slowly Stephanie stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. "Sure. What is it?"

Perched on the bed Ashley played with the end of her borrowed shirt, crossed her ankles and focused on the floor. "Colin saw me naked today."

Tempted to laugh out in joy Stephanie had to school her face to neutral. With her goal in mind she worded her next question carefully, feeling like a shrink. "How do you feel about that?"

The color high on Ashley's cheeks gave the answer before she did. "Funny. When I realized I'd thrown myself at him--straight out of the shower--it took me a while to remember he's my brother."

Good. Very good. A conspiring grin on her lips Stephanie took a seat at her sister's side and leaned close, her voice just above a whisper. "Our big brother's hot, isn't he."

At ease now that Stephanie had implied she though so too Ashley leaned back on her hands, lips quirked into a small, wistful smile. "Yeah. The military made him real buff. When he was holding me I could feel how big his arms were..." she gave a delicious little shudder. "I never got the whole men in uniform thing." She blushed and looked over at her sister. "I do now."

Clear understanding in her expression Stephanie patted her sister's thigh, delighted when Ashley jumped and shifted against the bed. She'd gotten her worked up, just thinking about her brother's arms around her. It was time to seal the deal. "I have a confession to make." 

Ashley held her breath in anticipation.

Stephanie leaned in, even closer, her breath hot on Ashley's flesh. "I noticed Colin's...assets a long time ago. You'll probably think I'm a freak but I have to tell someone..."

Unconsciously curving her body against her sister's side Ashley released her held breath and gazed up at her sister. "You can tell me anything. I won't think you're a freak."

Taking a deep breath, as though the revelation was very, very hard, Stephanie bit her lip and blurted out the words. "When I'm in the mood, and there's no one around." she paused and met Ashley's eyes. "I think about Colin."

"You think about Colin when you masturbate?" Ashley slapped her hand over her mouth and grabbed her sister's arm with her free hand. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean..." she paused and shook her head. "Doesn't it feel weird? He's your brother!"

Inclining her head Stephanie sighed. "It did. At first. I got over it eventually." 

That much was the truth. Sex with her brother hadn't happened overnight. At one point pleasing herself with him in mind was the best she could get. Once she'd overcome the strangeness of it and decided to make fantasy into reality everything has changed. She never regretted seducing him, just as she was sure she wouldn't regret bringing her sister into the fold.

Tossing social restrictions had been a blessing.

Needing to cement the idea Stephanie continued. "The way I see it I'm not hurting anyone. He's a hot guy, I'm a girl with needs. No one has the right to tell me how to live my life."

"All fantasy though...right Steph?"

Not wanting to outright lie Stephanie evaded the question. Patting her sister's thigh, just a little above her knee Stephanie stood. "You should really get some sleep." Bending down she kissed Ashley on the edge of the lips, quick, so it didn't seem intentional. "'night sweetie."

* * *

The door opened. Steph stepped into the room. Everything was dark.

A frown on her lips Steph glared at the closed bedroom door. "I swear to god if he's asleep I'll..."

Colin grabbed her, covering her mouth to stifle her scream. "You'll what?"

Hand still on her mouth Colin pressed his lips to his sister's throat, grazing his teeth along her flesh, smiling when she moaned and moved her ass against his fully erect dick. Watching her and Ashley playing in the hot tub in nothing but their bra and panties had made him so hard it hurt. He'd gone to bed so Ashley wouldn't notice, but he knew Steph had.

Sucking on her skin Colin wrapped his arm around her, slowly undid her shirt and slipped his hand into her bra. Kneading her breast in his palm he dropped his hand from her mouth and took hold of the bottom of her skirt. 

Steph squirmed out of his grasp, faced him and put her hand to her throat. "Careful Colin. You're gonna leave a mark."

Colin frowned at her back as she disappeared into the bathroom. Then he sighed and followed her in. Watching her lean over the sink to examine her neck in the mirror made him realize how long it had really been. He'd forgotten how paranoid Steph always was about getting caught.

While Steph frowned over a small patch of reddened skin on her neck Colin took the time to look her over. Not that he hadn't been looking at her all day, but he hadn't really noticed all the subtle differences. After a year and a half there was bound to be some.

Her hair was the same. Steph had the same thick, dark brown hair as he and Ashley, passed down from their mother. Vanity, a trait she shared with her mother, only in a much milder form, had her going to the hairdresser monthly for trims and subtle red streaks. A habit started in her teens, never so difficult to maintain as when they'd been scrambling for cash after the accident.

Her figure was the same as well. Trim and fit, but not to excess. The idea of having bulky muscles was a thing of horror to Steph, which he found rather funny. He used to tease her about it, making comments about how buff she was getting. 

If Steph knew how much she took after their mother, kind of like a younger version with an actual heart, she'd probably stop going to the gym, shave her head and get a tattoo. Since Colin liked her just as she was he kept the observation to himself. All that mattered was that Steph was a warm, loving young woman. All that mattered was that she was all his.




Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 01



Hooded eyes meeting Steph's through the mirror Colin took hold of the edge of her shirt and eased it down, kissing her shoulder softly. "It's not that bad." 

Letting the shirt fall to the floor he undid her bra. Through the mirror he savored the sight of her, high breast, round, pale and peaked perfectly with rose nipples. The contrast of his tanned flesh against her white skin added to the sensual image. Fingers splayed he covered her breast with his hands.

"Colin..." A note of pleading in her tone Steph reached back, freeing his dick from his boxers. 

It was pretty obvious what she wanted. Colin grinned and leaned down, taking her earlobe between his teeth. "What's wrong Steph?"

Steph groaned. "Don't tease me Colin."

Colin clucked his tongue. "So impatient. Don't tell me you haven't had any since the last time your big brother stuffed you with his big dick."

Squirming in his grasp Steph used the hand that wasn't skimming up and down his dick to unzip her skirt. "Only if you count my vibrator."

Lips curved, pleased with her faithfulness, even though he really hadn't expected it, Colin turned her to face him. Her skirt slipped to the floor as he lifted her to sit on the edge of the sink, mumbling into her mouth. "So this pussy's still all mine?"

An irritated frown on her lips Steph pushed him back when he tried to kiss her. "With how long you're taking I'll assume that you had no problem finding pussy elsewhere."

"Is that what you think?" Colin pushed her panties aside and began to glide two fingers in a languorous pace between her soft lips.

With a hiss of a breath Steph scooted closer, trying to wrapped her legs around his hips. Colin pushed her back and continued to play with her, leaning over to flick his tongue against one pebbled nipple.

"Colin you were gone for over a year. If you'd been going without you'd be fucking me against the door right now." Opening her legs a little wider Steph whimpered when one of Colin's fingers circled her center, the part that was begging for him the most, only to drift lazily back up to her clit.

"Two hands Steph. I alternated to keep it interesting. A much better solution than the other option." He kissed her, pressed his fingers deep in the moist heat and stirred them around, wanting her nice and wet so he could enjoy the full taste of her. "One of my buddies got his throat slit savoring the local fare. Kinda made jerking off seem like a good idea."

Bracing her hands behind her on the edge of the porcelain sink Steph groaned. "God, I'm sorry Colin..." Her hips lifted to meet the steady thrust of his fingers, trying to quicken the pace. "It's just..." Her breath caught as he added another finger. "You've never taken it this slow."

"I was a boy. Now I'm a man." Colin didn't think anymore explanation was needed. War had changed him, in ways he couldn't explain. 

She'd figure it out soon enough. From the shadow of worry that passed through her eyes, Colin was pretty sure she was well on her way.

Their conversation had changed the mood from hunger and heat to regret. Colin wasn't having it. Ignoring the downcast look in his sister's eyes he knelt between her thighs and curved his hands around the top of her ass. "Not more talking. I'm starving. You're dripping and I'll be damned if I'm gonna waste it." 

With that Colin ran his tongue, kept soft and flat, over the slick, pink flesh, moving one of his hands so he could hold her lips apart. With his thumb and finger he carefully spread her open, and lapped her with his tongue again so that he could keep the sweet taste of her in his mouth. 

The taste of peaches, with a scent that reminded him of warm vanilla, his sister's pussy had always been a desert he relished taking his time devouring. Other girls in his youth hadn't been so sweet, but Steph, god he could feast on her for hours.

Humming his delight Colin grinned when she moaned and tried to push closer to his face. Tongue stiff he teased around her clit and then dipped it deep inside her. Steph began squirming, her juices flowing like sweep syrup onto his tongue. He licked up and sucked her clit into his mouth. The abrupt change made her thighs shake with the intensity of the coming climax.

Hand slick with the flood of her Colin spread the wetness over her asshole and eased one finger gently inside even as he dipped a finger into her pussy. Steph cried out as the orgasm ripped through her and Colin grabbed her before she could smash her head on the mirror behind her. Fingers still deep in her holes her held her tight as she came down, enjoying the feel of her pussy muscles undulating around his finger.

When she'd gained some control Steph wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, a gentle pressed followed by a soft play of her teeth over his lower lip. Her kisses traveled down, to his chest where she took her time exploring the bulk of muscle, much more defined than the last time they'd been together. Colin groaned when she moved abruptly from where she was trailing her tongue along the line of his abs and flicked it over the head of his dick.

"You do that now and I won't make it to the bed Steph." Colin felt he had to warn her, at least once. Steph was particular about sex. Unless things had changed it would be a constant guessing game to figure out what she was in the mood for now. Soft? Slow? Intense? Rough?

If he didn't know how to read his sister so well she would have driven him insane long ago. The look she was giving him while she circled the head of his dick with her tongue made it very clear she couldn't care less if they made it to the bed.

Determined to enjoy his sister's mouth on his dick for as long as possible Colin reached out his arms to brace himself. His position was bad, the sink was at his side now rather than behind him, which meant one hand rested on the edge, and the other stretched out to the towel rack on the back of the door. 

Steph's small hand wrapping around his dick made the awkwardness of his position irrelevant.

The warmth of her mouth enveloped him midway, slow as she got him nice and wet. She sucked her way back up, glancing as him as she let the spit string from her tongue to the head of his cock. Colin groaned again, then sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth when she moved her hand and plunged forward until his dick hit the back of her throat.

Now she began to move in earnest, lips slicking up and down, faster and faster, stopping on occasion to play the tip of her tongue against the sensitive underside of his head. Her hand cupped his balls and she rolled them around gently. 

When her pinky teased his asshole Colin jerked back and pulled her to her feet. The urge to cum was strong, too strong, and he'd be damned if he came anywhere than in her hot cunt.

Turning her to face the sink he pushed her legs apart with his knees and thrust into her moist pussy hard. One hand set before her Steph wrapped the other back around his neck when he held still, trying to regain control. He kissed her over he shoulder and ground in deep, grinning when she made a pleady little sound in the back of her throat.

"Tell me you're still on the pill Steph." He muttered into her mouth.

She nodded. "You don't have to worry about that. I wanted to be ready..." she shifted her hips, rotating him inside her, voice breathy. "For whenever my big brother came home."

It was all he needed to know. Grabbing hold of her hips, knowing how much Steph loved him being in control he dipped in deep, pulled out until only the head of him breeched her, and then stabbed in. He knew he wouldn't last long. Not the first time after so very long. 

Teeth gritted together, pace steady, Colin forced himself to maintain the right angle inside the body he knew so well. At least one last time, he needed to make sure he made her climax. At least one last time before he let himself go.

Steph tensed, letting him know without words that she was close. Not changing his pace he slid one hand down between her thighs, fingers finding the little nub that protruded proudly with all his careful stimulation. One finger on either side of it he began tiny circular motions with his fingers.

Bucking forward, almost pulling right off him Steph climaxed, hips dropping back instantly so he filled her again. The grip of her around his dick plunged him over the edge. Hot cum spurted deep inside her and he wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her still for the final thrust.

Colin wrapped his other arm around his sister and held her close, feeling her shake, overwhelmed with pleasure. He kissed her cheek and rested his head on her shoulder, breathing hard.

He'd been certain a round two and three would be eminent. Now he wasn't so sure. At that moment all he wanted to do was sleep.

Steph seemed to read his mind. "Let's go lie down for a bit. I don't know how much longer I can stand."

Masculine pride preening within brought forth a small wave of energy. Stepping back, freeing himself from her pussy, soaked with his cum and hers, Colin picked her up and sat her back on the sink. 

Steph started to protest until she saw him grab a facecloth from where it was hung on the towel rack. She scooted over so he could turn on the faucet and hold it under the warm water, then spread her thighs almost shyly so he could clean her with it.

Dropping the facecloth in the sink Colin took his sister in his arms and carried her to the bed, laying her down before climbing onto it himself. He pulled her against him, letting her rest her head on his shoulder.

"I was right." Colin let his eyes drift shut, a quirk of a smile on his lips.

Steph looked up at him. "About what?"

"We managed to salvage the night after all."

* * *

Stephanie woke to the alarm on her phone, beeping in her purse, dropped carelessly on the floor by the bed the night before. Reaching down she pulled out her phone and checked the time. It was quarter to six, which gave her just enough time to execute the plan she'd failed to the night before.

Turning to Colin, still sound asleep, sprawled out on the bed beside her, Stephanie almost changed her mind. He looked so peaceful it was a shame to wake him. If only she had more time.

Life made it necessary. Between her job, which she had to be ready for in just over two hours, and his, their time was short. There was no telling how long Colin would be home. Wasting the day wasn't something she would chance. While she was sure her plan would be successful she knew it would take some time. 

That in mind Stephanie pulled the sheets off her brother's big body, folding it down to midthigh. His dick was limp on his belly, but even soft it was quite big. Without pause Stephanie bent down and took it in her mouth, carefully working it erect with her lips and tongue.

Through her ministrations Colin slept, giving her a twinge of guilt. This was probably the first time in months that he'd been able to get a good night's sleep, in a comfy bed, no worries of enemy attack keeping him from fully relaxing. Guilt gave way to the knowledge that Colin really wouldn't mind being woken for a quick fuck before she had to go to work.

With the taste of precum on her tongue Stephanie pushed herself up and straddled him, rising on her knees so she could ease him into her pussy. So wet at just the thought of riding him Stephanie had to fight to keep her mind on the task at hand. She couldn't let herself get so carried away again that she forgot to use every opportunity.

Colin woke when she leaned forward and stroked her hands up his chest. Leaning up to kiss her he grinned. "Good morning."

Stephanie smiled. "Good morning." she lifted her hips and lowered them slowly. "I thought I'd wake you before I left."

Putting his hands on her waist, trying to urge her to move faster Colin chuckled, then groaned when she dropped down and moved her hips in a languorous figure eight. Seeing that she wouldn't be hurried he contented himself with covering her breasts with his hands. "I'm glad you did."

Curving down so that Colin could fill his mouth with her breast Stephanie closed her eyes and forced her breath to steady. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

Letting his lips linger on her nipple Colin made a small sound of irritation before releasing it and looking up at her. He grabbed her hips to stop her from moving. "Damn it Steph, you always do that. I should have known you had an agenda when you woke me up like that."

Stephanie tried to look hurt. It was difficult when her body protested the lack of movement. "I don't have an agenda. I'm just being practical." she frowned at Colin's laugh. "It's about Ashley."

Colin groaned and tried to push her off him. "Do you have to bring her up while we're..."

Knees clenched against his hips to make it harder for him to dislodge her Stephanie bent down and rested her elbows on his chest. "Are you serious? You can't talk about one sister while you're fucking another?" she rolled her eyes. "Get over it Colin."

Colin tried to push her off him again. Steph hooked her heels under his knees.

Exasperated Colin dropped back. Then he laughed. "Fine. Go ahead. What do you have to say about Ashley that's so important that you felt the need to multitask."

"She told me you saw her naked."

Rolling her over so he was on top Colin frowned down at her. "It was an accident." Hands braced at either side of her, holding her still with the deep press of his dick, Colin met her eyes. "What are you getting at?"

Stephanie opened her mouth.

"I swear to god if you ask me how it made me feel I'm gonna toss you off the bed. I don't want none of your psycho babble Steph." Colin's tone was firm. With him controlling their joining Steph couldn't use it to put him back at ease.

She resolved to throw some honesty in to catch him off guard. "Don't tell her I said this...but for a moment..." she paused, wanting to make sure he got the full impact of her words. "She forgot you were her brother."

Running his tongue over his teeth Colin looked away from her and cursed. 

Shifting her hips as much as he'd let her Stephanie schooled her features so he wouldn't catch the triumph in her eyes. "She missed you too you know."

Colin pushed away from her, stood and grabbed his jeans. "Damn it she's my little sister."

Scowling Stephanie sat up. "So am I!"

Eyes blazing Colin turned to face her. "So what? Does that mean the entire family's up for dibs? We've got a few cousins that are pretty hot. Mom's not so bad when she doesn't have her head up her own ass..." he sneered. "Hey, remember that summer, just before the accident, when dad was drunk at the pool? Pretty sure I saw him checking you out."

Sheets pulled to her chest Stephanie wrapped them around her and stood. "Don't be absurd."

"You're the one being absurd. We crossed the line, it worked for us. Hell, I'm happy it did. I love you and I wouldn't want to change a thing." Rubbing his hand over his face he turned away. "That doesn't mean I want to change what I have with Ashley."

Taking a deep breath Stephanie accepted, with much regret, that she couldn't go any further without risking her own bond with her brother. Stepping up behind him she wrapped her arms around his chest and pressed her face against his bare back. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up. I just thought..." with a sigh she gave him a bit more of the truth, just enough to soften the edge of her manipulation. "I love what I have with you. I wanted to share it."

Shaking his head Colin turned, hugged her tight and bent down to kiss her. "Awfully generous of you. I don't think I could be quite so...charitable if we had a brother."

A pout on her lips, only half in jest, Stephanie gazed up at him. "So you'll never let me live out my fantasy of being with two guys?"

Grinning Colin bent down and kissed her nose. "Only if you let me..." He paused, frowned and shook his head. "Never mind."

Hiding her smirk Stephanie pushed back and ducked under his arms. "Well I'm going to take a shower. I gotta get ready for work. I tried to get up early enough so that we could spend some quality time together but..."

Colin gave her a little shove. "Oh shut up brat. You're all in to multitasking. I can think of plenty of things we can do while you wash up."

* * *

After Steph was gone Colin tried to sleep. It was impossible. Not only had Steph voicing his own thoughts aloud left him troubled and horny--even after their romp in the shower--but working out how she'd tried playing him like a mindless piece on a chessboard settled like a lump in his gut. 

Not that her motives weren't good,in a strange, twisted way. They were also painfully obvious. She cared about Ashley, she was worried about her. To Steph's mind the solution was simple.

To Colin it wasn't simple at all. His love for Ashley was pure. What he and Steph had was something different, something rare, something born of pain that had grown into something that satisfied them both. There was no way of knowing if the same would happen with he and Ashley and he wasn't sure he wanted to risk it.

His body didn't agree, but he wasn't about to let it make the choices for him. Ashley needed her big brother, acting as her big brother. Between Steph playing matchmaker and her parents wrapped up in their own lives Ashley needed at least one person in her life that would put her first. 

The door opened. Colin didn't have to look up to know who it was. Arms folded behind his head he waited for her to close the door, waited to see what she would say before he acknowledged her presence.

"Steph's gone?"

Eyes on the ceiling, afraid of what his eyes would reveal if he looked at her, Colin nodded. "She had to work."

Ashley sat of the edge of the bed. Colin sat up, making sure he was well covered and finally looked at her. 

Back stiff, sitting so very still, Ashley kept her head bowed as she spoke. "So she spent the night here."

Colin's breath caught. He was happy his sister's back was to him. His face would have said it all. Clearing his throat he tried to find a way to cover his mistake. "Her condo's not that far."

Finally she looked at him. There was some confusion in her eyes, but the conclusion she'd come to wasn't part of it. All the little clues, dropped so carelessly, along with whatever Steph had said to her. No matter what lies Colin scrambled to come up with it was too late. 

She knew.

* * *

Please note: I hope you have enjoyed part one of Awakened to the Forbidden. So far I have plans for at least one more part, depending how the idea progresses. The next part should be up within the next two weeks. I appreciate any feedback and comments. 



Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 02



 *All characters are eighteen or over*

Ashley was licking her bottom lip. Colin followed the motion of her wet tongue passing once, then twice over the plump, pink flesh. It was distracting, but not enough to turn his mind from the problem at hand. What could he say? What could he do? What if his sister was so disgusted with him that she never wanted to see him again?

The look on his sister's face wasn't one of disgust. Granted, it was possible she was in shock, that the disgust hadn't settled in yet. Shock didn't really fit her expression either.

Pensive. She looked pensive. Pensive was good. Now if he could only remember where he'd left his pants. Talking to her, while naked, definitely wouldn't improve the situation.

Ashley's abrupt motion towards the tv shook Colin from his thoughts. Before he had a chance to say a word she spoke.

"You wanna watch that last movie 'Drag me to Hell'? You said you hadn't seen it."

Colin nodded. Her back was to him, so she didn't see it. He forced the words out, "Sure, but..."

"I'll put it on while you get dressed," she paused, rolled her shoulders back and left them set there, squared and stiff. "Don't worry. I won't look." Colin was at a loss. It was clear Ashley didn't want to talk about it. Not now anyway. Maybe it was a good thing, he didn't object to giving her time to process everything. They could talk about it later. Or never. Never was good too.

Fully dressed, slouched back against the padded headboard, Colin was finally able to relax. Fine, Ashley had carefully left about a foot between them, but when the scary parts came she grabbed his hand and hid her face behind the pillow she clung to. It was all so natural, so much like how he remembered things before the mess of the past few years, he was able to forget a thing had changed.

When the movie was over Ashley went to the bathroom and traded his oversized shirt for her cute little dress from the night before. Her panties and bra disappeared from where they'd been hanging over the shower rod so Colin assumed they were dry and she was wearing them. 

Tempting as it was he didn't ask. He was going to be a good big brother and stop imagining that she had stuffed her panties in her purse, leaving her juicy bits to be caressed lightly by the gentle breeze, so very accessible and...

The level look Ashley was giving him made his blood run cold. Damn it, he had to stop. Ashley wasn't stupid. There was no mistaking the flash of hunger in his eyes, he wasn't the first to look at her that way. Damn Steph for putting the idea in his head.

Twice the request had to be repeated before Colin really heard what she was saying. Bring her by the house so that she could pack a few things. He could do that. More, he would do his best to keep his thoughts from drifting anywhere...obscene.

Looking at her as his little sister--and nothing else--became much easier when she turned for the door and her hair fell off her shoulder. Just a glimpse of the scars on her neck, the white lines that marred the beauty of her creamy flesh, and all that he'd blissfully forgotten returned. Those were scars that he'd put there, scars that went so much deeper than what could be seen. Ashley was not his to have; she was his to protect.

Without another word Colin followed her out to the jeep. Mind clear he efficiently went over how things would be handled from here on. With his savings he could cover both their rooms for at least a week. After that he could either help her get her own place or see if she and Steph could work something out. 

After the fiasco at her party Colin wouldn't question Ashley not wanting to go back to living with their parents. He wouldn't stand in the way if she changed her mind but he doubted she would.

Ashley needed space to grow and heal. Neither of their parents constant presence would be conductive to her doing so.

Radio thumping out a pleasant beat Colin dropped back his seat in the jeep and prepared to give Ashley all the time she needed to collect what she couldn't bear to leave behind before she started her new life. 

Being able to help her, in any way possible, was more than he could ever have hoped.

* * * 

Nothing was right. Ashley blinked, hand still on her doorknob, trying to make sense of what she saw. White sheets, covering everything. It was like walking in to a morgue.

Dark red on the walls. All her things in boxes. The light lilac accents were gone, the flowers she'd painstakingly painted two summers back nothing but a faded blur on the one wall that had yet to receive its second coat.

"Oh you spoiled the surprise!"

Ashley bit her tongue to keep from cringing at the bright assault of her mother's words. Keeping her expression blank she turned and faced her mother. "Surprise?"

Lavina Walker put her hand on her daughter's shoulder and gestured to the room at large. "Your room was only fit for a child. I'm giving it a full makeover. New furniture, new colors, new everything." She turned back to her daughter, a secretive smile on her lips. "A woman's room should be sensual, inviting...a boudoir where a man feels welcome..."

"A man." Ashley felt numb. Detached. Lavina didn't notice. She continued talking. Ashley nodded, pretending that she was listening. When Lavina finally stopped Ashley forced a smile. "I'm sure it will be lovely. If you don't mind I'll get changed and get out of your way."

Lavina kissed her forehead and nodded. "Of course. I'm sure a pretty girl like you has much better things to do with her time then hang around the house. Such a relief that you're up and about now..."

When her mother was gone Ashley closed and locked the door. She found her suitcase in the closet and filled it without paying much attention to what she packed. All she needed was clothes. Clothes and a comfortable pair of shoes. For some reason nothing else held any value anymore. She had to be practical, take only necessities. Everything else could be replaced. 

Tugging the sheet off the full length mirror in the corner Ashley looked herself over. Her hair was mussed up, windblown from ridding in the jeep with the windows down. Her eyes, they looked darker somehow. Ashley tore her eyes from her face and looked down at her dress. White. Fit for a child.

Jaw clenched Ashley pulled off the dress, not caring when it tore at the seems. It took seconds of ruffling through her closet to find what she was looking for. Dressed more appropriately she donned a black sweater, long enough to cover her to her knees, and buttoned it up to her throat.

Grabbing her suitcase and her purse, checking to make sure her little phone book was inside, Ashley left the room, closing the door for the last time. No one was in the house when she went downstairs, which was good. She didn't want to say goodbye. She was afraid her tone would betray the fact that she wasn't coming back.

By the time she climbed into the jeep Ashley was sure she looked perfectly normal. Must always look normal, mustn't let them worry.

* * *

Colin righted his seat when Ashley got in the jeep, taking her suitcase from her and setting it on the back seat while she did up her seatbelt. There was something in the air, what he wasn't sure, but it wasn't good. He'd seen his mother leave the house, so he could only assume it was something she'd said. What he couldn't decide was whether he should ask about it, or leave it to Ashley to bring up when she was ready.

One look at Ashley and his mind was made up. The very way she was holding herself, stiff in her seat, turned away from him, didn't invite even idle chatter, never mind a conversation about their mother. Might even be better to wait until Steph got a chance to talk to her.

Leaving the music loud, hoping it would let Ashley know he was respecting her need to be left alone, Colin drove back to the hotel. He carried her suitcase for her, handing it over in the hall between their rooms when she reached for it, and stood for a few minutes in front of her closed door wondering if he'd done the right thing. 

* * *

Stephanie tried the door, found it unlocked and rolled her eyes as she stepped into the room. Cocky bastard, she thought, letting her eyes drift over the darkened room until they fell on her brother. Sprawled out over the bed, fully dressed, shoes still on his feet, Colin was snoring loud enough to wake the dead.

Slipping her sensible two inch heels from her feet Stephanie padded quietly across the room. Colin had been a very light sleeper before the military. Stephanie imagined that would be even more true now if not for how tired and comfortable he was. Just the fact that he was sleeping, before ten o'clock, told her a lot.

Not that Colin would say, but it stood to reason that being a heavy sleeper in the field wasn't very conductive to a long life. The thought made Stephanie's hands shake. Rather than let the feeling overtake her Stephanie focused on the fact that her brother was here, now, within reach. There was no telling how long he would be home, which meant she wasn't going to waste a second.

Besides, she wanted to make up for her last miscalculation. Colin might have forgiven her for bringing it up at such an inopportune moment, but he wouldn't have let his guard down yet. Which meant she couldn't bring it up again, not if she wanted him to consider it seriously. 

Her best bet would be to let Colin think she'd forgotten about it. It was risky, Colin could get the dreaded call any day. Still, she couldn't see any other way. Colin was damned stubborn, and if he'd convinced himself looking at Ashley that way was wrong then changing his mind would take some careful planning.

Hiking her pencil skirt up over her knees Stephanie climbed onto the bed, reaching for the top button of her brother's jeans. If she was going to wake him up from such a deep, much needed sleep, she was going to make it well worth it.

Colin grabbed her hands and rolled. A shriek of surprise was smothered by a breathless gasp when Colin's heavy body covered hers. With a deep laugh Colin kissed her, his hand moving between them and into her blouse.

Stephanie groaned and smacked his shoulder. "Will you get off me you big lug. I can't breath."

Setting his knees at either side of her hips Colin took his weight from her and moved his kisses to her jaw. "Is that better?" his eyes lifted to hers even as he glided his lips down her throat. Stephanie nodded. Still watching her Colin undid her shirt and freed her breast from its confines. His parted lips lowering to her taut little nipple made her head drop back. His sucking made her writhe against the bed.

"I wanted to surprise you." Stephanie managed when her brother turned his attention from one breast to the other.

Colin flicked his tongue against her nipple and gazed up at her. "How?"

Stephanie's lip curved as she gave him a sultry look. "Well I was going to start by getting your dick nice and wet, with my lips and tongue, taking my time so you woke up slow. Then when you came to I was going to slid my mouth over you until you were deep enough to hit the back of my throat..."

"No conversation?" When Stephanie shook her head Colin nodded in satisfaction. The bed creaked as Colin moved off her and dropped down at her side. "Sounds good. How 'bout I pretend to be asleep? You can start now."

Giggling Stephanie pushed up to her knees, arching a brow when Colin turned to watch her remove her blouse and bra, eyes slitted to keep up the act. Shaking her head Stephanie unzipped her skirt and worked it down. Wearing nothing now but a black lace thong, intricately run through with pale pink ribbon, and a pair of thigh highs attached to garters, Stephanie sat on her side. Knees bent against the bed, one hand bracing her up Stephanie undid Colin's jeans.

The button and zipper weren't a problem. Getting the jeans down enough to get full access to the rock hard dick that was straining against Colin's boxers was a different story. Colin wasn't being very cooperative. Rather than lifting his hips when she pushed his jeans down he simply lay there, dead weight, as though he was really asleep.

Frustrated Stephanie gave up on the jeans and turned her attention to what she could get to. Laying down at Colin's side so that her cheek rested against his pelvic bone Stephanie held the elastic of his boxers out of the way with one hand and wrapped the other around the center of her brother's cock. This left only the tip of him for her mouth but it was more than enough to play with.

Mimicking Colin's earlier actions Stephanie flicked the end of her little tongue across the indent under the head of Colin's dick. Feeling his thighs tense against her Stephanie smiled and did it again, this time moving up a bit so that she could cover him with her mouth for a quick suck. Swirling her tongue around the hot flesh, slowly, lazily, Stephanie peeked up at her brother, wondering how much longer he'd let the teasing go on.

From the look of him it wouldn't be long. Colin's fist were clenched at his side. A gruff inhale caught in his throat when she grazed her teeth with care against the delicate skin of his shaft. 

Finally he just shook his head and laughed, tugging his jeans down as he spoke. "You win." Knees bent he pushed his hips up when Stephanie rose to pull the jeans off all the way. "Just hurry up. You look fucking hot like that. If you weren't so good with that sweet little mouth I'd have you bent over the bed already."

Stephanie smirked and shifted so that she was on her knees, elbow braced by his hip, ass up in the air to give him a perfect view. Holding up his dick she spoke, so close to it that her lips teased it with every word. "Bent over the bed? Why the bed? If you are going to bend me over something why not make it the table..." 

Stephanie stroked her tongue up his dick. 

"Or the sofa?" She took him fully in her mouth now, arching her neck to accommodate the head of him deep in her throat. Pulling back before she could gag she slipped her lips off him, leaving a glistening wet trail of her saliva to cover him. "Or maybe the balcony."

Loving the tortured look on her brother's face Stephanie grabbed hold of his dick and started jerking him off, never taking his eyes from him, even after her mouth joined her hand. Colin groaned and grabbed a handful of the sheet at either side of him. When it wasn't enough he combed his fingers into her hair and fucked up into her mouth. Stephanie's tongue slipped over the tip of him. The slightly salty taste of precum told her he was getting close. Just a little bit more and he would be spent.

Colin had only ever let himself cum in her mouth once from a blowjob alone. The first time she'd done it. After that he'd taken care to see to her pleasure first. Stephanie had once made a game of trying to see if she could get passed his ironclad self-restraint. His confession as to why he did it had made her even more determined to thwart him. His motives weren't completely selfless. Colin liked to bask in the afterglow. Getting her off first meant he could do so without guilt.

It was silly, but Stephanie didn't care. She saw it as a challenge. Moving her mouth faster she wondered if maybe this time she'd win.

Colin jerked Stephanie back by the hair and jammed his mouth against hers. Movements a little rough and desperate he forced his fingers into her panties to test her wetness. 

Stephanie whimpered and shifted her hips, not from pain or fear, but from desire. If not encouraged Colin would rein in his passion and take it slow. Whenever he was overcome by lust he did that. He never just let go. Always cautious, knowing well he was a lot bigger than her and could hurt her. 

Stephanie wasn't worried, and more, she wanted a taste of the animal passion she'd seen. 

Grazing her teeth against his neck Stephanie pushed her hips forward, against his hand. Colin dipped his fingers inside her, pressing deep and then slipping out, quick and easy motions as he eased her down on the bed.

With a rough groan Stephanie shook her head. Colin was slowing already, taking such care it would drive her mad. "Just fuck me Colin!"

"I fucked you in the bathroom last night. I fucked you in the shower. Why can't you just enjoy this?" His hand had stopped moving, but his fingers were still inside her. It made it hard to take the conversation seriously. Colin started pulling his hand back.

Stephanie clenched down on him and grabbed his wrist. "Please don't stop. I'm sorry but for a second..." beating around the bush now was not going to get her anywhere, though the analogy used in a literal sense would serve her well. It took her a moment to realize how horrible her timing was. Any interruption would be taken badly after what she'd broughten up the last time. "Never mind."

Colin latched onto her wrist when she reached for his dick. Twisting his other wrist free from her grasp he pushed her arms up over her head and held them there with one hand. "No Steph. You're gonna tell me what's on your mind. So long as it's no other family member but this one I won't get mad."

Trying to free her wrist, proving that his grip on them was secure and that he had no intention of letting her go sent a wave of heat straight down to Stephanie's groin. Inhaling Stephanie twisted and felt her face go red as Colin's shrewd gaze lifted to her trapped hands, then down to her squirming body.

Suddenly he grinned. "You like this, don't you?" he put his hand between her legs pressing his palm against her soaked panties. "I knew you liked me being a little dominant but that's not what you want right now. You want me to be rough."

"Yes." Stephanie groaned as he tugged her panties down and stuffed his fingers deep into her pussy.

"I've been rough before." 

Stephanie could tell he wanted things clear before he went any further. She tried to find the right words. "Yes, but it's always controlled. I want to feel you lose it."

"I don't want to hurt you." His tone showed the lie. He liked the idea, she could tell in the way his dick throbbed against her belly.

There was an edge of uncertainty there as well. A bit of pain with pleasure was one thing, but he was afraid to take it too far. Stephanie had to let him know she trusted him to find the right balance.

"If you were anyone else I wouldn't chance it, but you're not just anyone. You're my brother and you love me. I want to feel you pounding into my body as though you're gonna go right through me. I want you to hold me down, I want you to pull my hair and bite me and do all the things you were too careful to do before." She took a strangled breath, his fingers were jamming into her harder even as she spoke. "I'm yours Colin. I want you to use me."

Colin groaned and pushed off the bed. Stephanie was sure she'd gone too far. She sat up, ready to take it all back.

Without warning Colin's hand shot out. Hand latched into her hair he pulled her up to her knees. "You sure you want this?" Stephanie nodded, shivering with anticipation. Colin turned her so she was on her hands and knees, still gripping on her hair. His jeans around his knees he placed himself between her thighs. "Promise me you'll tell me if it gets to be too much."

"I promise."

Stephanie let out a sharp breath when Colin stabbed his dick inside her. He reached forward and grabbed her hands, pulling them behind her back so that she fell onto her face. His hips slammed against her ass, again and again, driving him so deep Stephanie couldn't help but scream. Her first orgasm ripped through her and Colin tugged on her hair so she was kneeling up against him.

"I can do anything I want?" Colin whispered gruffly into her ear.

Curious to see how far Colin would really take it Stephanie didn't answer. Colin jerked her head back a little further.




Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 02



"Answer me!"

Grinding herself down on him Stephanie pressed her lips together and then held still. For awhile she just waited to see what he'd do.

When the silence stretched Stephanie turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. Colin's brow lifted. He gave a firm nod.

"You want to be difficult? That's fine." he pushed her forward, pulling out and pressing his hand down on the small of her back to hold her in place. "Then you don't get a say."

Stephanie didn't have to wait long to see what he'd do. His hand cupped against her pussy he smeared her juices up between her ass cheeks, using it as he often did to lubricate his fingers. One finger slipped with relative ease into her asshole and he pushed until he had it in all the way.

This was nothing new, he'd fingered her ass before. But this time he didn't stop there.

Once her asshole was nice and slippery Colin pushed the head of his dick against the tight hole. Stephanie tensed, not sure if it would go in, the strange new sensation more pain than pleasure. She almost asked him to stop, sure she couldn't do it.

Not easing up the pressure Colin bent down to her. "Relax. You want to make me happy don't you?" he slipped his hand between her and the bed and started fingering her pussy. The pleasure made her push back against him, helping him slide in a bit more. "Aren't you glad you're not sharing me?" the head of him was inside her now, stretching her, uncomfortable, but easy to ignore when he hooked his fingers in her pussy and teased her up to the tip of another orgasm. "You get all this." He shoved in until his dick was half imbedded. "All to yourself."

It was starting to feel good. Very good. Thinking of her brother fucking her in the ass nearly made Stephanie cum before he'd even started. She lifted her hips so he could get the rest of his dick inside her. Then she spoke, not thinking, just too far gone to hold the words back. "Am I tight?"

"God yes." Colin pulled almost all the way out and then slid back in. He moved his free hand to her hip. "I want to fuck you so bad."

"Then fuck me." Stephanie clenched down on him. "But when your done I want you to tell me honestly if I was the only one on your mind."

Colin made a gruff sound through his teeth, gripped down tight on her hip and started moving in and out, faster and faster until they both came hard, collapsing onto the bed, worn out by the power of their orgasms. When he had the strength Colin rolled off of his sister and pulled her into his arms. 

Pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head he laughed. "You, sister dear, are very sneaky. It's not fair to bring up stuff like that when I'm too into it to pull back."

"You had no trouble doing it last time." Stephanie's sleepy mutter was hard to make out, but she knew Colin heard her.

For a long time he said nothing. Finally he pushed up on his elbow and looked down at her. "Don't pretend that you don't know this time was a little different. This was a first, I wasn't about to chance what could possibly be my only opportunity."

Stephanie sighed and slitted her eyes open, too worn out to put any effort in doing more. "Won't be the only opportunity. That was...interesting." she shrugged and snuggled against his side. "We're usually more honest than you're being, that's all."

"No." Colin sat up now, agitation making him wide awake. "You're just used to getting your own way with me. You've got this whole thing with me and Ashley stuck in your head and you won't stop until I do what you want."

Stephanie forced her eyes open and frowned. "It's not like that."

Colin shook his head, rubbed his hand over his face and turned towards the bathroom. "It's exactly like that. And just so you know Steph, if me and Ashley ever decide to do anything it will be between the two of us. It has nothing to do with you." he opened the bathroom door, head down, his words now spoken mostly to himself. "See how you feel about that."

With that Colin disappeared into the bathroom. Stephanie heard the shower start and buried her face in the pillow, smiling, content. Colin might not realize it, but he'd just short of guaranteed everything would work out exactly as she wanted it to. He wasn't telling her no anymore. He was taking things in his own hands.

* * *

The shower made Colin feel a little better, but still, deep inside him, was bitterness. A bitterness that had him standing at the foot of the bed, tempted to wake Steph up and ask her to leave. 

Damn it she was right, about everything. He did love her, and want her. He also loved Ashley, and if he was honest, at least to himself, he'd admit he wanted her too. But the situation with Ashley was too complicated for Stephanie's manipulations to work. For either of them.

If she'd just stay out of it the relationship between Colin and their youngest sister would develop into what it was meant to be on its own. Most likely platonic but what was wrong with that? Colin and Steph had a mutual attraction for as long as he'd remembered. Not acted on for the longest of times but it had always been there. 

To Ashley he was just her brother. How he felt didn't matter. Hell, he'd love to fuck a few hot actresses too, but that didn't mean it was going to happen.

Restless now Colin dressed in fresh clothes and decided to go out. Maybe some fresh air would clear his head. Steps from the door he stopped, catching sight of a little slip of paper. Picking it up he unfolded it and read the words scrawled on it, expression grim as he stuffed the note in his back pocket. For a second he considered waking Steph but tossed the idea as quickly as it had come. 

The last thing Ashley needed was any more of her sisters schemes. More so, the words he'd read told him seeing him and Steph together would only make things worse. Ashley had written that she'd stopped by to let them know she was going out but that they sounded...busy. No mistaking it, she knew exactly what they'd been doing. Hell, they'd been loud enough that the whole floor probably knew. 

What troubled Colin the most was where Ashley had gone. Maybe he was reading too much into it, but he didn't think he was. Something about the tone of the note told him that Ashley was hurting. Why? The only thing he could figure was that his relationship with Steph made her feel like an outsider. He hated the idea but it made sense. 

If he hadn't been mad at Steph before he was now. None of this would have happened if she hadn't started with her stupid little head games. If anything happened to Ashley because of this he was done with it all. Steph could find someone else to mess with and leave him alone.

The very thought of another man possessing Steph made Colin's gut twist in rage. Not enough to outweigh the desire to keep Ashley from further harm, but enough to make him wonder if he could ever push Steph away. He really didn't know.

In the jeep, trying not to go over the speed limit, Colin forced himself to push all misgivings to the back of his mind. None of it mattered. All that mattered was getting to Ashley before it was too late. Short of that was figuring out what to do with the bodies if he didn't make it in time.

* * *

"You're eighteen Ashley. Don't tell me you don't drink." Danny leaned over the round bar, build by his father in the largest section of the basement. Several of his friends were sitting on either side of Ashley, drinks already served. Danny had been trying to cajole Ashley into joining them for a shot for awhile.

Ashley's stance was starting to waver. She'd come here knowing her cousin would welcome her, recalling his frequent invitations both before and after the accident. Acceptance was guaranteed but that didn't mean Danny wouldn't resent her making him look like an ass in front of his friends.

So how to let her cousin down gently?

"I can have fun without drinking Danny. Don't worry about me." Ashley smiled, a forced smile, one only someone who knew her well could see.

Danny didn't know her that well. Which didn't mean he was giving up. "I'm just worried you'll let you dead boyfriend rule your life. He was a stupid drunk. So what? That doesn't mean everyone who drinks is."

"Bobby wasn't a drunk. He just got drunk and was stupid enough to drive." Ashley crossed her arms over her belly and leaned back. "Why are you bringing him up?"

Danny ignored her question. "No, but your dad's definitely a drunk."

Ashley stood. "I shouldn't have come."

Something slammed down on the bar beside her. Ashley met Danny's eyes as he filled the shot glass to the rim. He pushed the glass towards her. "You're not your dad Ashley."

The glass looked so much bigger than it should. The liquid, dark amber, gleamed like a jewel, some of it resting in a still pool around the bottom of the glass. It was one glass. One small glass. 

A mountain would have been easier to face.

Ashley's mouth had gone dry. "I promised I wouldn't."

Danny walked around the bar until he was facing her, his socked feet on the cement making little more than a muffled sound. With the boys around the bar and the fluorescent lights overhead the fact that he was walking around in socks made the whole thing seem surreal. They weren't in a real bar. It was just a basement.

Which would have made a difference if the accident hadn't happened after a house party.

Danny snapped his fingers in front of Ashley's face. Ashley blinked and gazed up at him. "Sorry. What?"

"Who did you promise?" Danny was the picture of patience. It was obvious he thought he had a point to make.

Not sure what it was Ashley simply told him the truth. "Myself."

Leaning over Danny picked up the shot glass and held it up between them. Then he patted her shoulder. "Alright, that's it then. I was just worried that you were letting someone else make your decisions for you. Glad to know you aren't. Forget drinking...leave it to us little people who don't know any better."

Glass tilted against his lips Danny opened his mouth to take the shot. Ashley blocked his arm, spilling the alcohol over both of them. Giggling nervously she grabbed a handful of napkins dabbed at the wet spot on her cousin's shirt. She swallowed when he caught her hand and held it against his chest. 

"I don't think I'm better than you Danny." Ashley tipped her head back. It was hard to believe Danny was only a year older than her. He was so much bigger. Seemed like big guys ran in the family.

"I never said that you did." He grinned and bent down, resting his forehead against hers. "Are you scared of what would happen if you drank with me Ashley? You know I won't let you drive, right?"

"But..."

Danny pressed his fingers to her lips. "You came here because you were upset. You needed to forget about everything and you know I can help you do that." his voice turned to a whisper. "You know that right? You trust me, don't you?"

"One drink?" The question was silly. Ashley asked it anyway. It would make her feel so much better to focus on one.

"Start with one." Danny smiled, his advise right along her own thoughts. "Have one drink with me, we'll chill for a bit, listen to some music, and we'll see where it goes from there."

Another drink was poured. Danny and Ashley clinked their glasses together in cheers. Eyes closed Ashley downed the shot. 

The next few shots went down with ease. With Danny at her side, making the whole thing seem of little consequence, Ashley was able to enjoy herself. This was the kind of oblivion she'd missed. She was able to dance, to laugh, to play, all while forgetting she'd ever had a care in the world.

And why shouldn't she? Joseph and Lavina did their own things. Colin and Steph had each other. Ashley wanted something of her own, and she would start with claiming her own life.

After awhile Ashley got tired of playing around and just wanted to rest. Her head was spinning and the harsh liquor was sitting uncomfortably in her stomach. Noticing this Danny and one of his friends brought her to Danny's room and suggested she lie down for a bit. 

Grateful for the offer Ashley reclined on the bed, smiling at Danny when he lowered the light. She expected him and his friend to leave, but instead the other boy simply shut the door while Danny took a seat at the edge of the bed.

"You okay?" Danny reached out and smoothed back her hair.

Ashley nodded. "I guess I lost my high tolerance for alcohol." the thought made her giggle. "I won't be driving anywhere tonight."

"Stay here tonight. I don't mind." Danny shifted over and rested down at her side. Setting his hand on her waist he began running his fingers softly over her stomach.

The gentle touch was nice, so Ashley didn't protest. When his friend, whose name she just couldn't remember stretch out on her other side it was a little harder to relax. "Danny..."

Danny pulled her closer and kissed her cheek, then moved his lips to cover hers, whispering. "Just relax Ashley. It'll be fine. Me and Peter will take care of you. Right Peter?"

"Danny you're my cousin." Ashley tried to move back, but it only put her closer to Peter.

Peter untied her halter top, slid his arms around her and helped Danny ease up her shirt. Danny smiled at her when her eyes opened wide and she tried too late to pull her shirt back down. Her efforts only served to make it easier for him to take it. 

"You weren't worried about me being your cousin when you dressed like this did you." His hand covered her breast, only covered by her bra, and he tried to kiss her again. "It's okay, I understand. We don't have to tell anyone..."

Ashley pushed at his hand, clenching her thighs when a hand moved between them. Her little skirt wasn't much of a barrier and soon she felt fingers, gliding over her panties, pushing them aside and slipping inside her.

The feeling sobered her at once. Shoving Danny she struggled to get away from the probing fingers. Danny grabbed her hands and held them against her chest.

"Doesn't seem like she's having much fun Danny." Peter sounded observant. Not that he cared, just that he'd noticed.

"She'll get into it. Just hold her for a minute." While Peter wrapped his arms around her Danny undid his pants. 

With that Ashley began to fight in earnest. Talking her way out of this wasn't going to happen. It was too late. She'd been stupid and now she was trapped. All she could do was fight. Fight and scream. Realizing she hadn't yet Ashley opened her mouth.

Danny slammed his big hand over it and laughed, shaking his head. "Unless you want the guest list for our little party to get a bit bigger I suggest you keep quiet."

Tears filled Ashley's eyes. She wanted to beg him to stop. Instead instinct took over and she bit into his hand.

Cursing Danny tried to shake her lose. When she wouldn't let go he hit her with the back of his hand. Ashley let him go and threw herself off the bed when Danny sat up to look at his hand.

Both boys came after her. Ashley grabbed a lamp and jerked the cord from the wall before heaving it at them. Without waiting to see if it had slowed them down Ashley lunged for the door and yanked it open.

"Colin!"

The shock at seeing her brother was nothing compared to her relief. Ashley didn't protest when Colin pulled her behind him. If he wanted to take it from here that was fine with her.

Danny had managed to stop well out of harms way. Peter wasn't so lucky. Before he knew what was happening Colin had swung out his arm and knocked Peter's head into the doorframe. "I could kill you for this." Colin stepped forward. 

Danny stepped back. "She came here! I thought she wanted..."

Ashley grabbed Colin's arm before he could go for Danny again. "Let's just go."

"Why don't you go wait in the jeep Ashley." Colin tried to shake her off. Ashley held on stubbornly.

"No. Colin you're a soldier."

Brow lifted Colin glanced down at his sister. "Yes, I know that."

Ashley's eyes narrowed. "Don't be a jerk. You know if you hurt them you'll be in shit. You won't be tried as a normal citizen."

"You watch too many movies." Colin seemed to have forgotten the boys, both the ones in the room and the ones keeping their heads down near the bar. Grabbing a jacket off the sofa that was pushed against the wall just a few feet away he draped it over her shoulders. "How 'bout I get you back to the hotel." He guided her towards the stairs leading out of the basement, then glanced back over his shoulder with a dangerous smile. "Then I can come back and kill them."

"I don't want anyone else dead because I'm stupid."

* * *

Ashley's last vehement statement had Colin dismissing Danny and his friends as irrelevant...for the moment. He could find another way to make them pay, later. The important thing was making sure his sister was okay.

This conversation was not one to be had in front of the assholes that had tried to take advantage of his sister. That in mind Colin led Ashley out to the jeep, fetched a blanket from the back and unfolded it before speaking again.

"What exactly did they do?" He took in the sorry state of her clothes, from her rumpled skirt to the absent shirt. Shaking his head he covered her in the serviceable grey blanket, tucking it behind her shoulders before doing up her seatbelt. "Besides the obvious that is."

Ashley freed her arms and reached over to grab a half full bottle of water from the cup holder. Her hands shook as she opened the bottle and poured a little bit on her hand so that she could clean her face. Scrubbing her palm over her mouth and chin she glanced in the mirror to see if she'd gotten it all and then used the edge of the blanket to dry her face. 

Blanket held to her chin, knees drawn to her chest Ashley turned sideways so she could watch Colin walk around the car and get in the driver's side. "Not much. I snapped out of my drunken stupor when it all started and managed to get away from them."

Colin started the car and let it ease out onto the street. "So the blood's not yours?"

A crease formed in Ashley's brow as she touched her mouth. Hiding a wince she nodded. "I bit Danny when he tried to stop me from screaming."

"You should get tested. Who knows what that bastard's got." Colin drew in a slow breath, fighting for control. "I could bring you to the hospital now. If there's any evidence..."

Ashley stiffened in her seat. "Evidence of what? I told you nothing happened."

"But they tried."

Head bowed Ashley gave a little nod. "Ya. They tried."

Much too soon they reached the street that led up to the hotel. Still determined to get his sister to go to the hospital, to do everything necessary to file charges--since Ashley didn't want him to commit murder--Colin just kept driving. No destination in mind. Nothing but the endless road and his sister stuck at his side. They were alone and he could get her to talk.

Not something he was looking forward to, Steph was much better at the whole inner emotional crap, but it was something he had to do. That Ashley had to do. There was no way around it. Not unless he trusted someone else to take care of her. 

"Why did you go there?" Keeping his eyes on the road Colin fought to sound neutral. Concerned, but not accusing.

Shifting in her seat Ashley stared at her knees and shrugged. "Something to do."

Swerving the car to the side of the road Colin slammed his fist on the steering wheel, jammed his foot on the brake and stared at his sister. "Something to do? Damn it Ashley, why? What in the world possessed you to do something so reckless? There were five guys there. Do you know how much worse that could have gone?"

So much for keeping his cool to get her talking.

Being put on the defensive seemed to loosen Ashley's tongue. "How the hell would I know my own cousin would pull something like that?" eyes flashing she leaned closer to him. "I woke up to a lot of changes. I need time to get used to it."




Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 02



"Is this about me and Steph?" There, he'd said it. There was no point to pretending she didn't know. He could be way off track but he doubted it. If Ashley's reaction to finding out about his relationship with their sister was going to have her acting out like this he needed to address the issue now.

The quick swallow and shake of her head didn't fool him. Colin caught the rim of tears in her eyes just before she lowered her head to her knees, hiding from him.

Colin undid his seatbelt, then leaned over to undo hers. His jeans scuffed against the rough material of his seat as he shifted over, placing his hand on Ashley's shoulder. When she refused to look at him, still huddled down in her seat in a very childlike pose, Colin reached out and lifted her straight out of her seat.

Ashley looked up, eyes wide, lips parted as he set her in his lap. Colin didn't look at her. Relaxing back into his seat he left his arms around her, holding her to his chest. Then he waited. When the stiff set of her spine and shoulders finally eased he started stroking her hair, smoothing it down over the blanket still wrapped around her.

"I'm not going to try and justify what I'm doing with Steph." Colin kept petting Ashley's hair, his words a calm monotone, well paced so they had time to sink in. "But in no way, shape or form does that change things with me and you. You're my sister and I love you. I never hung out with Steph before the accident. Me and you were a lot closer...mostly because you followed me around like a puppy..." 

Bristling Ashley frowned up at him, clearly offended. Colin looked down and met her eyes, the edge of his lip lifting, making it very clear that he didn't mind. Anymore that is. 

"The point is nothing has to change between us..."

Ashley tried to push away from him. "So things just continue as if nothing's happened. You and Steph have your thing and so long as I stay out of the way everything's fine."

Holding his sister right where she was Colin waited until she'd stopped fighting him before forcing her to look at him. "How in the world did you get that out of what I just said?"

"Nothing changes between us. Steph's your girlfriend and I'm just the annoying kid sister."

"Since when are you annoying?"

Hands braced against his chest Ashley tried to push herself back. She didn't get far so she tried sliding down out of his grasp even as she spoke. "I guess I wasn't while I was out of the way. Must have been convenient."

Holding her was like trying to hold as dozen squirming puppies. Not ready to give up Colin turned and dropped his seat back midway, pushed Ashley down on the seat and put himself in front of her. 

It was an awkward position, one knee on the floor, one bent against the seat between her thighs, hands against her shoulders. Still, the space in the jeep made it possible and put him in control of the situation. The last thing he needed was her trying to take off. 

"That's quite enough." Colin's tone was firm, the same one he'd used on his sister when she was a child. The tone had once been used only when she was doing something dangerous or obnoxious but it served him well enough now. Ashley couldn't help but respond to the command.

Even if it was followed by typical teenage defiance. "You really shouldn't be holding your sister like this. People might make something of it."

Her mockery of him made Colin want to forget getting through to her, bend her over his lap and spank her. The image made him hard, much harder than he'd been with her writhing around in his lap. Remembering that wasn't helping him stay on point.

"Do you really think I care what people think?"

"Enough that you're keeping it a secret."

Colin leaned down, closer to her, wanting to make sure she didn't miss a word. "Sexual preferences between consenting adults is none of anyone else's business. I don't need to announce it to the world to know how I feel. Hell, if what was going on with you and our cousin and his friend hadn't been forced I wouldn't have had a thing to say about it."

"Really?" Ashley seemed surprised.

Which made it impossible for Colin to lie to her. "No. Not really." Colin pushed back until the steering wheel was digging into his spine.

Ashley leaned forward. There was hope in her eyes. "Why not?"

Colin dropped his hands to his sister's knees. The blanket wasn't covering them, or much of her anymore so he was able to enjoy the silky texture of her skin under the rough pads of his fingers. Ashley shivered and Colin studied her face, wanting to make sure he wasn't scaring her.

"I'm a selfish bastard. I don't want to share you." "But Steph..."

"Loves the idea. She's been trying to be subtle, probably worked better with you than it has with me." Colin sighed. "Are you freaked out yet?"

Ashley shook her head. Her cheeks were flushed, he could see it in the moonlight that glowed through the window, spreading out over her dark hair and pale skin. She licked her lips and opened her mouth to speak.

Colin couldn't wait any longer. Pushing up so both his knees were braced against the seat he placed his hands at either side of her face, bent down and kissed her. Ashley made a light sound in the back of her throat and put her hands on his cheeks, then slid them back into his hair.

Time lost all meaning as Colin continued to kiss her, at some point changing positions so that he could hold her in his lap again while he explored her mouth with his tongue, stealing her ability and will to breath. He sucked at her bottom lip one last time before he stopped and wrapped his arms around her, his big muscles relaxed as he held his little sister's head against his chest.

For awhile they both sat in silence, both lost in their own thoughts. Finally Colin pressed his palm to her cheek and arched her head back to look at her. "Say something."

Ashley bit her lip. "I've been wanting you to do that for a long time."

"And you didn't tell me because...?"

A grin on her face Ashley ducked her head and let her hair fall over her cheek. "Because I thought telling my big brother I had a crush on him would be kinda weird."

It was so ridiculously obvious. There was no way Ashley could have known he would have been okay with it. There was one last thing he needed to know. "For how long?"

Her voice was so low Colin almost didn't hear her. "Since before I started dating Bobby. Going out with him was the only way I knew how to be close to you."

Colin had to grit his teeth to keep from cursing. If only he had known...but that wasn't true. If Steph hadn't seduced him, if none of it had happened, he never would have considered a relationship with either of his sisters.

Even so, it was hard not to wish it hadn't. Much as he loved being with Steph, much as he wanted to be with Ashley, he would trade it all to give his sister back the years she'd lost.

Since that wasn't possible all he could do was appreciate the good that had come of it. "Let's go back to the hotel. That is unless you've changed your mind about going to the hospital."

Ashley shook her head, sat back and wrapped her arms around herself. "No. I'll go in the morning to get some blood tests but other than that I want to forget any of it ever happened. And I want you to forget it too."

Colin wasn't sure he could, but he wouldn't press the issue now. He let Ashley go so she could climb back into her own seat.

After they drove for a bit in another bout of silence Ashley turned to him. "When we get back do you think..." she paused and took a deep breath. "Do you think you could come back to my room?"

It was hard not to smile. Colin had been hoping she'd ask. "Ya. I'll come back to your room."

Ashley fidgeted with her seatbelt. "Are you gonna tell Steph?"

Jaw set in a hard line Colin shook his head. "No. Not yet. Whatever happens will be between us for now." he glanced over at her. "I hope you don't mind, I just don't want Steph getting the satisfaction of thinking her little schemes worked."

"So just us for now?" she waited for Colin's nod and then smiled. "Good. I like that."

Chuckling Colin reached over and patted his sister's knee. She jumped and bit her lip. Colin grinned. "I thought you would."

All the way back to the hotel Colin's thoughts were locked on how Ashley was reacting to him. She seemed nervous, but eager. He was happy to see there was no bitterness, and was sure the chance to be alone with him had a lot to do with it. 

Knowing Ashley as he did he had a pretty good idea of how badly her jealousy had affected her. Steph had inavertedly made herself into competition, hinting that she had what Ashley wanted. It wouldn't take long to fix that.

It might take a little longer to get things to the point that Steph wanted them, but he wouldn't worry about that now. Until Steph understood this wasn't a game to him he wouldn't worry about it at all. Right now was about him and Ashley. 

Just as he'd warned. It had nothing to do with Steph.

* * * 

Please note: Thank you all for reading and for your kind comments. I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long and that the story was everything you hoped it would be. 

There will be one more part following this one. I'm not sure how long it will take to finish but I'm hoping it will be an ending most will be happy with. 

P.S. I know the first story, and probably this one, could use some editing. I will eventually get around to doing it, but at this time, with my busy schedule, it was the choice of putting up the next part or working with an editor. I'm happy with my choice, I didn't like keeping those enjoying the story waiting even this long but I took everyones advice and gave the story the time it needed ;) 



Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 03



With the door open a crack, Stephanie watched Ashley and Collin step off the elevator. One look at Ashley and Stephanie's eyes widened. Her little sister appeared positively wanton in her short black skirt, peaking just past the bottom of an oversized sports jacket. With her hair mussed, and her lips swollen and red, Stephanie could easily guess what she'd been doing.

Bare feet scuffing on the red carpet in the hall, Ashley giggled and twirled away when Collin reached for her. Two long strides and he had Ashley pinned against the door to her hotel room. Stephanie couldn't see them anymore, since Ashley's room was on the same side as Collin's, but her sister's gasp gave her a pretty good idea of what Collin was doing to her. She imagined her big brother claiming her little sister's lips in a hungry kiss.

About time. She smiled and pressed her thighs together as liquid heat pooled in her core. Collin wouldn't take things too far the first time, he'd want to make sure Ashley didn't regret whatever happened between them.

Which meant he'd come to Stephanie for some relief. And for once, he wouldn't think twice about discussing Ashley. She could almost feel him thrusting into her body, panting as she whispered in his ear that she didn't mind if he pretended he was fucking their little sister. She'd tell him to picture her eating Ashley out while she sucked his dick. He'd come so hard . . .

"Do you think Steph's here?" Ashley whispered.

Stephanie covered her mouth with her hand to stifle a moan. Maybe things would move faster than she thought. Maybe Ashley wouldn't want to wait before joining her siblings in some hot, raunchy sex. Stephanie's pussy throbbed and she slipped her hand under her skirt to rub her soaked panties over her clit. Getting herself off before they joined her might be a good idea. She didn't want to seem desperate. Even though she was.

"I don't care." Collin said, tone gruff. "I told you, this is about us. We can tell her as little or as much as you want. After."

Feeling like her brother had just punched her in the gut, Stephanie drew her fingers away from her panties and let her hand fall to her side. He'd threatened to leave her out, but she hadn't taken him seriously. Far as she was concerned, Collin was doing the macho 'I'm in charge' thing. He'd get over it.

"Maybe we can tell her after . . . I don't know." Ashley whimpered and Stephanie guessed that Collin was touching her, probably had his hand in her shirt. He was a breast man—Ashley's pert little breasts would tempt him to distraction. He wouldn't be able to keep his hands off them.

"Come on, let's get you in bed." Collin's voice dropped to the seductive low he used when Stephanie teased him. Only now it was their little sister teasing him, tempting him . . .

And Stephanie was irrelevant. She heard Ashley's door open and shut. Her throat constricted and she pressed her forehead to the doorframe. She was alone. All her plans had worked out better than she could have hoped—with one exception. Neither of her siblings planned to include her. Images of Collin stripping Ashley and fucking her on her bed—if they made it that far—flashed behind her eyelids.

They don't need me.

She closed the door and squared her shoulders. What did she care? It wasn't as though she couldn't find someone else if she wanted. She checked her watch and ground her teeth. Just after 1:00 am. If she went to the bar down the street she could pick someone up without too much effort. She'd bring him back to Collin's hotel room and fuck him all night long. When Collin returned in the morning for a change of clothes, he would find her in his bed with another man.

Which would serve him right. He had some nerve excluding her when she'd saved herself for him the entire time he'd been gone. But the thought of some stranger pounding into her made her feel a little sick. Someone knocked at the door. Her purse slipped from her hand and hit the floor.

He changed his mind. He does need me.

She rushed to the door, her brother's name on her lips. She was too excited to even give him shit. All that mattered was that she hadn't been cast aside.

The man standing outside the door wasn't Collin.

"Can I help you?" She tried for polite, but knew her tone was cold.

Hooking his thumbs in the pockets of his loose, faded blue jeans, the man spared her brief smile before glancing past her into the room. "I wanted to see Collin. Is he around?"

"He's around." She snapped, then bit her bottom lip. "Sorry, I'm a little pissed at him right now. I came to see him and he's busy . . . ." She looked the man over, taking in his bulging muscles, as big as Collin's if not bigger, displayed nicely under his tight, white T-Shirt. Beautiful blue eyes, a nice smile, perfect teeth. She held out her hand. "I'm Stephanie."

He squeezed her fingers. "I'm Joey. Me and Collin are on leave together." His thumb stroked her palm and she shivered. "You're his sister—Stephanie, right?"

"Yes." She watched him blow a strand of blond hair off his forehead. His hair was wavy at the top and shaved around the sides—he probably kept it stuffed under his cap in uniform. He reminded her of the model, Jessie Pavelka, buff and damn sexy.

"Mind if I wait here for him?" He stepped towards her even as he asked, and she swallowed.

Why would I mind? I wanted Collin to find me here with another man. Who better than one of his army buddies?

Could she really sleep with a man she didn't know just do spite her brother?

She tilted her head to one side, then reached around him to push the door shut. The side of her breast brushed his elbow and electricity sizzled along her nerves.

Her voice was husky when she spoke. "He might be awhile."

"Oh, yeah?" He loomed over her, eyes sparkling with amusement. "What should we do while we wait?"

Stephanie stepped away from him and rubbed her arms as goose bumps formed. This might not have been such a good idea after all.

"What do you suggest?" She retreated until she stood by the little round table near the sofa and let her hand hover near the lamp.

Joey shrugged and walked over to the sofa without looking at her. He plunked down and got comfortable. "There's got to be something on TV. Why don't you fetch me a beer and we can hang out until Collin gets back."

Lips parted, Stephanie stared at him, tempted to pick up the lamp and chuck it at him just on principal. She sputtered several times before practically screeching. "Fetch you a beer? Who the hell do you think you are?"

He draped his arm over the back of the sofa and looked up at her with a crooked smile on his lips. "I'm one of the few, the proud . . . and I've lived too much to play games with women like you."

"Like me?"

"Yeah. You've got that pampered air—I'm thinking some guy jilted you and you came to whine to your brother about it. You're pissed at him because he wasn't waiting around. You were batting your eyelashes at me because you wanted revenge. Then you got scared." He made a dismissive motion with his hand. "I'm fine with that, just don't expect me to sniff around your prissy ass until you figure out what you want."

"How dare you!" One fist on her hip, Stephanie pointed at the door. "Get out. I'll tell Collin you stopped by."

Fast as he'd sat, Joey stood. He strolled by her, paused with his hand on the doorknob, and glanced over his shoulder at her. "You sure?"

"Yes." She had both hands on her hips now. He opened the door.

You're not seriously letting him go, are you? Her core tightened and her pussy clenched. The man was rude, and obnoxious, and probably amazing in bed. She wouldn't have to worry about him holding back.

"Wait!" She stomped forward and slammed the door inches from his face. "You can stay."

"Until I ruffle your feathers again, prima donna?" He put his hand on her side and stroked his thumb over her ribs, stopping just under her breast. "I don't think I like that idea."

"What more do you want?" She knew it was a dangerous question, but she had to ask.

"Let's see . . . ." He raked his gaze down her body, then back up slowly. "I haven't had a woman in almost a year. What do you think I want?"

"Am I supposed to care?"

"Maybe not." He pulled her against him and grinned. "But you haven't said no. That's a start."

She could feel him against her belly, already nice and hard. Her insides seemed to melt, but part of her—the part that had remained true to Collin for so long, the part that kept him in mind even when she stuffed her vibrator deep in her pussy—protested.

He has Ashley now. He's not thinking about me.

"You're right, I haven't said no." She slid her hands up his chest, then laced her fingers behind his neck. "And I won't."

Joey bent down and kissed her lips. The kiss was soft, almost chaste. "Good." He said. Then he pried her hands from his neck and set her away from him. "Go fetch me a beer and you can suck my dick while I drink it."

Stephanie bristled. "How—"

He pressed his fingers over her lips. "How dare I? Mite repetitive, don't you think?" He folded his arms over his chest. "I want to make damn sure you really want this, Stephanie. Collin's a good friend of mine. I won't have him thinking I used his sister." He gave her another crooked smile and her pulse sped up. "But I've got no problem being used. So long as you work for it."

Much as she tried to refute his logic, she really couldn't. She could probably find another man for the night—one that would do whatever she wanted and be grateful for her attention. 

Only, she didn't want another man. She wanted Joey.

She'd worry about making him grateful as the night wore on. For now, she'd get him his fucking beer.

Turning her back on him, she stomped across the room and grabbed a beer from the minifridge between the TV stand and the desk. By the time she returned, Joey was slouched on the sofa. She gaped at him when she saw that he'd unzipped his jeans and was stroking his erect cock. He held out his free hand.

Speechless, she gave him the beer.

"Thank you, sweetie." He twisted the cap, then took a swig of beer. Eyes on the TV, he motioned towards his dick. "Whenever you're ready."

Ready? She shook her head and glanced at the door with half a mind to walk out. Then she eyed him. A muscle in his jaw ticked. He looked fixated on the TV, but when she heard the diddy for Folgers coffee coming from the set, she realized it was an act. He expected her to leave.

Slinking up to the sofa, she knelt and took his dick in her hand. He jumped and she smirked.

"I hope you'll make this worth my while." She said before bowing her head and swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock.

He groaned and slipped his fingers into her hair. "Whoever this guy is that's got you so worked up . . . ." He hissed in a breath when she closed her lips around him. "He a fucking moron."

Stephanie slurped her way up his dick, then rose just long enough to say. "There's no man—unless you count Colin."

"Why would I . . . ah, shit." He clenched his fist in her hair when she bobbed her head; taking him so deep he hit the back of her throat. "Baby, you have no idea how good this feels."

His praise warmed things deep inside. Not that Colin never told her she was good at what she did, but she hadn't been with anyone else in so long. Since her brother had found someone else to satisfy his needs, she liked knowing someone wanted her.

"Stop."

When Joey jerked her off his cock, something inside her shrivelled up. A lump formed in her throat. He'd changed his mind. He didn't want her after all.

"Hey." Joey leaned forward and cupped her face in his hands. "What's that look for? I don't want to come in your mouth. I want you to enjoy this too."

"Oh." Stephanie nibbled her bottom lip, not sure what to say. She'd never felt this insecure in her life.

Joey groaned and dragged her up into his lap. "Silly girl. You didn't actually think I was done with you, did you?"

Bracing her knees on the sofa at either side of his hips, Stephanie gasped when he took her mouth in a fierce kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he unbuttoned her blouse. He rolled her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms as he kissed her throat. Then he flipped up her skirt and covered her pussy with his hand.

"You're so fucking wet." He worked his fingers under the crotch of her panties and stroked her folds. His dick nudged her belly and precum smeared on her flesh. "You need to be fucked bad, don't you?"

She'd never thought anything could be dirtier than having sex with her brother, but having this man who she'd just met pushing his fingers deep inside her, after she'd sucked his cock, made her reconsider. Her back bowed as he jammed his fingers in deep, two fingers, three—she really couldn't tell. All she knew was that she wanted more.

"I need to be fucked." She rode his fingers as she gasped out the words. He bared one of her breasts and tongued her nipple. The climax building within spilled over into a fiery orgasm.

He withdrew his fingers and leaned back on the sofa. "Then take off that skirt and that blouse and bend over the coffee table." He put his fingers in his mouth and groaned as he sucked them clean. "I want another taste of your pussy before I stuff it with my cock."

His arrogance didn't bother her anymore. Hell, he could call her a slut she'd cream for him. All she wanted was to feel him, fucking her, making her forget that her brother was fucking her little sister.

For the first time, letting Colin fill her mind turned her blood cold. Rather than letting him spoil things for her, she stripped, then set her hands on the coffee table, her ass and pussy bared for Joey's pleasure.

She heard him shift behind her, then felt his tongue glide up between her folds. He didn't stop until he'd licked right over her anus. Her arms quivered as he tongued her asshole and thrust his fingers into her pussy.

"Mmph." She grunted as he hammered his fingers deep inside her while breaching her ass with his tongue. Her core throbbed as his thrust became frantic. The inner walls of her pussy billowed around his fingers and her hips bucked as she came hard. His fingers left her and his tongue dipped into her pussy. She moaned as he drank up all her juices, slurping and humming.

At the edge of another climax, she didn't move when he stood and pried her thighs apart with his knees. She heard the crinkle of what she hoped was condom wrapper, then felt the head of his dick bump her pussy. She tensed and relaxed as he found the entrance to her dripping sheath. He slammed into her and she cried out.

Without moving his hip, he reached over to smooth her sweat soaked hair away from her face. "Are you okay?"

"Fuck me, Joey." She ground back against him. "Just fuck me."

He fucked her, so hard and fast all she could hear was the slap of flesh against flesh, all she could feel was the pressure build up and blast through her. Her whole body seemed to ripple around him and her pulse pounded in her skull. Just as the waves of her orgasm began to fade away, Joey shifted his pace. He rimmed her pussy, his rhythm slow enough to drive her mad. Then he rammed in and almost knocked her right over the table.

The table tipped, then slammed back down. Stephanie dropped to her elbows and keened as Joey's dick pistoned in and out of her core. His cock swelled and he growled as he came, wrapping his arms around her waist to lift her up into his last, vicious thrust.

"Jesus." He drew out of her and picked her up, sitting on the sofa to cradle her in his lap. His sweat mingled with hers, causing her to slip a little in his firm embrace. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

She smiled and snuggled up to him. "You have no idea how much I like that you're only asking that now."

He laughed, then kissed her hair. "Darling, after you told me to fuck you, I wasn't thinking about anything but how good it felt to be inside your tight, wet pussy. I just wish I didn't have to wear the latex. Maybe sometime we could . . . ."

Stephanie tipped her head up and arched her brow. "You're cockier than I thought. Who says we're doing this again?"

"I do." He stood, still holding her, and headed for the bedroom. "I've got three more condoms in my wallet. How 'bout you use that talented mouth to get me hard again so we can use them up."

Oh, it would serve him right if I said 'No'.  She shook her head, then tipped her head back and laughed. "God, you're so lucky I'm too horny to be mad right now, but you're so paying for this when I'm done with you."

Joey grinned as he tossed her on the bed. "Yes, ma'am."

* * * *

A night of kissing and snuggling, half the day at the hospital, and supper at a fast food restaurant. Collin was impressed that they'd managed it all without any awkwardness between them.

But things changed the moment they returned to the hotel and she asked him to stay with her again. The night before he'd used the alcohol she'd consumed as an excuse not to take things further. Not that he'd outright said it, but he had suggested she get some sleep and clear her head when she'd pressed her body against his.

The girl wasn't stupid. She'd figured out why, which he knew because she'd turned down his offer of a glass of wine before disappearing into the bathroom with one, last hot look tossed his way.

About a minute later, he convinced himself he'd imagined the look. The one time he'd touched her since they'd gotten back, just his hand on her shoulder, she'd jumped and shied away like a frightened doe. They last time they kissed had been that morning.

The sound of running water cut abruptly. A brief silence, then the soft lap of water on flesh. An alluring vision of Ashley stepping into the bath, steam rising like mist to caress her pale limbs, played out in his mind. Frothy bubbles framed her small, white breasts and her hair, almost black when wet, clung to her like sodden silk.

No way did fantasy equal reality. But that was all he was gonna get.

Dick hard as fucking stone, Colin slouched on the stiff, dark blue sofa and focused on the little flat screen TV bracketed to the wall in front of him. Remote held loose in one hand, he flicked through the channels until he found a sports station. Highlight reels. Good. That should distract him for a bit.

A little splash made his dick twitch. Ashley had asked to borrow a razor. To shave her legs? The image of her small, soft hands stroking her long legs, lathering them up with his shaving cream, made his mouth water. The image shifted and he could almost see her sitting on the edge of the tub, shaving her pussy of all those dark curls. His shaving cream would make her flesh tingle. Her tiny clit would swell and throb and ache to be touched. The hand that held the razor would shake as each stroke aroused her a little more.

Maybe she needed some help.

Hunched forward, elbows braced on his knees, Colin shook his head and scowled at the TV. Why wasn't it distracting him? He loved sports and he rarely had the opportunity to get so much as an update on his favorite teams. Should be enough to keep him from jumping his sister while she enjoyed her bath. Their first time—if there was one—should be something special.

Wouldn't be if he bent her over the bathroom sink.

His eyes drifted to the bedroom. If he could hold off just a little longer, maybe he could get her back on that nice, comfy bed and take it slow. Hold her and kiss her and give her all the tender care she deserved.

And even then, how far should he really take it? After what had almost happened to her, she needed to know she was more than a body to be used. Kissing and holding would be okay. But nothing more. Not yet.

His balls tightened in protest. He managed to ignore them. A tackle on screen made him wince. He frowned as one of his favorite players was taken off the field on a stretcher. So much for making it to the finals.




Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 03



At a commercial, he went to the mini bar and chose a small bottle of rum. After twisting off the tiny cap, he tipped the bottle to his lips and drained it in one swallow. The sweet burn flowed down to his gut. His stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in hours. He picked up the phone and called for room service.

"One sec," he said when asked if he needed anything else. "I'm getting us something to eat, what do you want?"

Not a sound came from the bathroom. He frowned and listened for the sound of water.

"You okay, Ashley?"

Nothing.

He crossed the room and rapped on the door with a knuckle. "Ashley?"

Still nothing. A wave of panic bowled over him. Damn it, what if she'd fallen asleep in the bath?

Dropping the phone, he threw the door open, and surged towards the bath, prepared to haul her out and do mouth to mouth. His heart thumped fast and hard. He stumbled to a stop inches from the bath.

Water sloshed onto the floor as Ashley sat up. She covered her breast with her arms. "Colin?"

Damn it He turned his head and cleared his throat. "Sorry, I called a few times. When you didn't answer I thought . . . ."

"Oh." She swept her hair away from her face and wrinkled her nose. "I was rinsing off. I didn't hear you."

Eyes on the ceiling, he gave a slow nod. "Yeah, well I guess I should . . . ."

He backed towards the door. Stupid, stupid, stupid. His palms itched to slip all over that wet, pink flesh. He was practically drooling, thinking of tasting her sweet lips. All of them.

"Wait."

Perfectly still, he waited, not even breathing, sure the slightest motion would make her change her mind.

She didn't say anything.

Finally, he looked at her. She hugged herself, knees bent, arms around them. And stared at him.

He took a step towards the bath. "What is it, sweetie?"

"I want . . . ." Her brow furrowed and she nibbled the edge of her lip. "Could you...?"

Oh, she 'wanted' all right. It wasn't hard to figure out what. She just didn't know how to ask. And it wouldn't be very nice of him to make her. Not very brotherly at all.

Straight faced, he jutted his chin towards the facecloth and soap she'd set on the edge of the tub. "You want me to wash your back?"

Lips pressed together, eyes wide, she swallowed. Then nodded.

God she was adorable. A bright blush rose high on her cheeks and graced the top of her breasts. A droplet of water clung to the tip of her nose.

Then her tongue ran over her lips. Heat flashed through her eyes before she dropped her head and turned so he could scrub her back. In that instant, she stopped being cute little sis, and turned into a woman waiting for him to make the next move.

He leaned over her and grabbed the facecloth. When he knelt beside the bath, she rested her forehead on her knees. He could feel her shaking when he smoothed her hair over one shoulder.

"Nervous?" He soaped up the facecloth and watched her quick, jerky nod. A sigh escaped before he could stop it. Maybe he'd read her wrong. Maybe the only reason she'd showed any interest was because she was afraid to lose his affection to Steph.

Time to get that idea right out of her head.

"Ashley, I don't want you thinking we have to do anything...well, like what me and Steph do. I wouldn't love you any less if I had a normal girlfriend."

Her shoulders slumped and she hugged her knees tight. "You don't want me." 

"Are you fucking kidding?" His lips snapped together. Nice, that will make her feel much better. "I just don't want you to think anything...sexual is necessary for us to be close. You're a beautiful woman. I can't help but want you. But that doesn't mean we have to—"

"It's probably better if we don't." Ashley rubbed her arms and sucked her teeth. "I'm no good anyway. Steph probably knows what she's doing. She probably didn't have to convince you to sleep with her."

Colin laughed.

The glare she gave him was fit to slice and dice. "You think that's funny? I guess you haven't noticed the guys lined up for a piece of our perfect sister. I always wondered why she turned them all down. Now I know." Her bottom lip trembled. "Why would she want them when she has you?"

Before she could look down again, he curved his hand under her chin and forced her to face him. "Steph seduced me. Believe me, incest wasn't on my 'to do' list." He traced her bottom lip with his thumb. "It just happened. And I don't regret it. I just don't want you to."

"I won't." She tried to bite her lip and her teeth grazed his thumb. "But you might. I suck."

I certainly hope so

Lips pressed together, he held back a grin. And managed not to laugh. He was learning. When he felt sure he could manage a level tone, he asked. "What makes you think that?"

She shrugged and fixed her gaze on his shoulder when he wouldn't let her turn away. "Bobby was a sweetie, but I knew he didn't really enjoy . . . doing it. No matter how hard he tried, I didn't . . . ." Her jaw worked and she frowned. "I'm not normal."

Now this was interesting. His little sister wasn't a virgin. That much he'd figured. But she'd never had an orgasm?

Bless you for being a lousy lay, Bobby.

The big brother in him stalled the urge to show his satisfaction. He leaned a little closer. "Have you ever tried doing it for yourself."

The pink already coloring her cheeks darkened to a blotchy red. She jerked away from him. "Yes, damn you. I just can't."

"And you thought that would make me want you less?"

Lips pursed, she scowled at him. "Maybe not. For all I know, you'd be happy to stick it anywhere."

He chuckled and shook his head. Then he motioned for her to turn again and resumed scrubbing her back with the soapy facecloth. "If you're right and Steph's so good, why would I need to just 'stick it anywhere'?"

"I don't know." She hissed in a breath when he ran the facecloth down her side and his knuckles brushed the side of her breast. "Variety?"

"Variety." He dipped his hand into the water and released the facecloth. Then he slid his hand over the high curve of her ass. She jumped and he grinned. Without pause, he stroked up her spine. "And what—I'm too lazy to look beyond my own family?"

"No." She groaned when his fingers dug into the tense muscles of her neck. "You could have anyone."

Rising up on his knees, he pressed a quick kiss on the delicate slope right under her ear. Then he rested back on his heels and undid his shirt. Letting it fall to the floor, he waited until she glanced at him before speaking again. "But I want you."

Her big round eyes were locked on his chest. Her breast bobbed under her arm, up and down with each rapid inhale. "Why?"

So many reasons, but she wouldn't believe any of them. Rather than waste his time explaining, he decided to just show her. "Lay back and relax. I want to start with proving you wrong."

Reclined, with one arm over her chest and her legs crossed, she was a vision of wanton innocence. The bubbles that smelled like the shampoo she'd used for her hair, sweet and floral, had faded to almost nothing. He let his gaze travel over her. And smiled.

She had shaved.

"How are you gonna prove me wrong?"

"Uncross your legs and put your arms at your sides." He counted to ten in his head. She didn't move. "I won't ask again. I'll just assume you're not ready, or that you don't want me."

The water slapped against the sides of the bath as she let her arms fall and parted her thighs.

"Good girl." He put his hand on her knee and squeezed. "Now tell me, what was it like with Bob? How did you feel when he touched you—say here."

He slid his hand down to her inner thigh. Her muscles clenched.

"I felt..." Her hips shifted and her head thunked against the bath as his hand drifted up to her knee and down her other thigh. "God, not like this. I just wanted him to get it over with."

"Hmm." He left his hand pass just over the juncture of her thighs before moving back up. "Did you even get wet?"

"Not really." Her thighs tried to close over his hand. They shook as she forced them apart. "He had to use lube."

Bastard. Grinding his teeth, Colin inhaled deep. "Are you wet now?"

She laughed. "I'm sitting in a bath full of water. What do you think?"

"You know what I mean."

Her knees knocked when she snapped her thighs together. "I'm not sure."

"Should I check?"

His breath caught. Last chance, baby girl. If this isn't what you want, please tell me now.

"Just promise me something." She sounded so unsure, so vulnerable, Colin almost jerked his hand away and called the whole thing off. But her thighs trapped him.

So he closed his eyes and inclined his head. "Anything."

"Don't take it personally if you can't . . . well, you know." When he looked at her, her lips were set in a tight smile. "It's my problem, not yours. But either way, I want this. At least once."

It was his turn to groan. "Ashley, I will prove you wrong. And once I do, I won't be satisfied with just once. I hope you're sure . . . ."

"I am."

"Good." He shoved her thighs apart and bent over, both arms in the bath now, one hand covering her smooth little pussy. "Now stop talking and let your big brother take care of you." He chuckled when she rolled her eyes. Then his fingers found her clit. He circled it until her eyes glazed. "And Ashley . . . ."

Her hands gripped to the side of the bath. She gasped. "What?"

"Try not to scream when you come."

* * * *

A delicious little quiver of fear rode up Ashley's spine. Shamelessly sprawled out in the bath, with her brother's hand covering her, she wondered what would happen if someone walked in. Not that anyone knew they were there besides Steph, but what if someone found out?

Or what if Steph walked in? The muscles in her belly clenched. She suddenly felt a little sick. Colin might be her brother, but he was also Steph's lover. And she was sneaking around with him. So wrong, on so many levels.

But Steph wanted them to be together. Unless Ashley had misunderstood. Maybe Steph just wanted someone she could talk to about the relationship.

Screw what Steph wants. It's not like she owns him. They can't ever get married.

"What are you thinking about?"

She blinked and looked up at him. His big chest loomed over her. Little droplets of water clung to the high slopes of his pecs. She watched one trickle down and flushed when she noticed the lump pressing against the zipper of his jeans. Her eyes skidded up to his square jaw. Then locked on his dark frown.

"Nothing." She forced a smile. "Ready to give up?" Please say no. "We can just do it you know. I don't mind."

He actually growled. "I don't think so."

Christ. She'd pissed him off. Great. Now he'd go back and get what he wanted from Steph.

His hand wrapped around her hip and he jerked her down. His finger dipped into her and her lips parted as it hooked deep inside. "You're going to tell me what's going on in that pretty little head of yours."

The tip of his finger hit a spot deep inside that felt so good she stopped breathing and locked all her senses on it, wanting to savor the sensation while it lasted. Because it couldn't possibly.

"There we go." Colin's laugh sent little vibrations right into her belly. "Now talk."

"I don't want to talk. I want—Ah!" He pushed another finger inside her and her thighs quivered as he began thrusting them in and out. Slow. Too damn slow. Her core clamped around his fingers and pleasure coiled up inside her. "Please!"

He stopped moving and leaned close to kiss her. "I know what you want." His breath was hot on her lips and the heat seemed to travel down to her throbbing depths. "But I won't give it to you until you give me what I want."

Desperate for him to continue, she spoke in a rush. "Steph. I was thinking about you and Steph and how wrong it is for me to want to take you from her. But I don't care!"

"Good girl." He kissed her hard and thrust his tongue into her mouth in time with the deep thrusts of his fingers. "Now come for me. I want to feel your pussy tighten around your big brother's fingers while you lose control. Then . . . ." He turned his hand and his thumb passed over her clit. Her hips bucked at the shock of pleasure. "I'm going to take you in the bedroom and put my mouth where my hand is. And you're going to come again."

"Oh, God, Colin!" The sensation, intensified by his words, was going to tear her apart with sheer ecstasy. "I'm going to . . . ."

She sobbed as her core tightened and a rippling flame seemed to travel up into her womb and flash out. Water sloshed from the bath as Colin picked her up and held her while she writhed against the exquisite feelings that seemed to go on forever.

"You're right on the edge of another climax." He stood with her in his arms and nuzzled her neck. "And I'm going to enjoy sticking my tongue inside you and sucking up all your sweet juices—"

All those juices he was talking about were dripping between her thighs. Her pussy seemed to throb with his every word. She hit his chest and moaned. "You won't be able to suck anything if you're dead, big brother, which you will be if you don't get moving."

He got moving, laughing as he brought her to the bedroom and dumped her on the bed. "Is that so?"

Sprawled out on the bed, Ashley felt uncertainty sputter through her as Colin stripped out of his jeans and stood there, naked, just looking her over. His eyes paused on each scar and the light creases around his eyes and on his brow seemed deeper, more pronounced. He ran his hand down her thigh, but she didn't feel pleasure. She could only see the pity, the regret.

Oh, God, is that what this is? She closed her eyes and her thighs and tried to push away the doubt. But it wouldn't go away. A pity fuck? I don't need that from my own brother.

His hand left her and she opened her eyes to see his lips turn down in a dark frown. "This isn't going to work. You don't really want this. You—"

"No." She sat up and grabbed the blanket to cover herself. "You don't really want this. Just get out. I don't need your pity. At least Danny saw me as a woman."

Colin's eyes narrowed. Her heart skipped a beat as he slammed his fists down on the bed at either side of her hips. "What did you just say?"

The wrong thing. She tried to wiggle away from him, but the blanket pinned her in place. "I—"

"How many different ways can I tell you that I want you?" He ground out each word through his teeth as he peeled the blanket off her. "Danny didn't see you as a woman—he saw you as a piece of ass. Bobby saw you as a piece of ass." When she tried to sit up Colin put his hand between her breasts and pushed her down. "Do you want to know what I see?"

Ashley's mouth went dry as he climbed on top of her and covered her with his naked body. She could feel his dick jabbing into her belly, the soft weight of his balls on her thigh. Her feet shifted restlessly. Her mind went blank. She wanted him to take her, to fill her body and take her like a man took a woman he loved.

But he was waiting for her to acknowledge his question.

"What do you see?" She whispered.

He cupped her face in his hands and bent down to kiss her. His lips were soft, his breath ragged and hot. "My baby sister, all grown up and fucking hot. I love you so much, and even though I shouldn't, I want this body to be all mine. Do the scars bother me? Yes. It's my fault you have them—"

"No it's not—" She tried again to sit up. He forced her back with the press of his chest.

"Quiet. You're going to listen to me." His hand slid down his side, over her hip, between her thighs. She hissed in a breath as his fingers slipped between her pussy lips and teased her slit. "So hot and wet, because of me. Let's not lie to each other. We're both scared, we know this is wrong—" He opened her wide his finger and thumb and moved down until his face was between her thighs. "But we need each other, don't we?"

He thrust his tongue into her and her back bowed. "Yes!"

Slurping his way up between her folds, he gave a little nod, then kissed the top of her mound. He licked his lips, then smiled at her. "No more excuses, no more saying the 'right' thing. Tell me what you want your big brother to do to you."

She didn't think she could manage the words, but she gasped them out. "I want you to keep doing . . . with your tongue . . . ."

His whole mouth covered her pussy and his tongue plunged in deep. Her hips bucked as pure heat built up and up, like his tongue was fuel and her whole body was a bonfire.

"Colin, I need you . . . ." She slurred every words as she struggled to get them out. "Inside me. I don't want to come until you're inside me."

His fingers took the place of his tongue when he glanced up. "You will, baby girl, but you're gonna come in my mouth first."

"But then I won't be able to—"

He gave a deep throated laughed and pressed his lips to her clit. "Sure you will. Just thinking about your brother . . . ." He sucked at her clit, then flicked it with his tongue. "Ramming his big dick into your tight . . . ." His fingers moved faster and faster. "Pussy, will get you off. I'm ready to come just thinking about being inside you."

She couldn't argue—couldn't think. The orgasm hit her so hard she screamed, her whole body shaking as pleasure pummeled her. Colin lurched forward and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shh. You're going to have everyone on this floor thinking I'm killing you." 

He moved his hand and kissed her when she nodded. She could taste herself on his lips, the slight tang of shampoo from the bath, mixed with a sweetness she couldn't compare to anything she'd ever eaten. At least she knew now that she didn't taste bad.

She giggled and Colin rose in a pushup position and frowned at her.

"What's so funny?"

What could she say? He looked so disgruntled, she decided on the truth. "I just realized I don't taste as awful as I thought I would. I never let Bobby do . . . that, because I was afraid he'd think I was gross."

Colin rolled his eyes. "How 'bout you get him out of your head."

Turning his back on her, Colin walked out of the room. She sat up and stared at the door. Had she pissed him off again? She hadn't meant to.

"Colin?"

He strolled back into the room. "Yes?"

"Umm . . . ." She flushed when she noticed the condom in his hand. "Nothing."

Ripping the wrapped open with his teeth, he arched a brow. "Ah." He spat a piece of the wrapper on the floor. "Did you think we were done?"

She bit the tip of her tongue as he rolled the condom over his dick, then shook her head.

"Liar." He crawled onto the bed, his eyes dark as he grabbed her by the knees and jerked so she fell back. "I told you I'd never be done with you, didn't you believe me?"

"I wasn't sure." She moaned when he stroked her pussy with his hand, smearing her juices everywhere. "Colin—"

"Say 'fuck me, big brother'." He dropped his lips to one breast, sucked hard, then moved to the other. "I need to make sure you know who's doing this to you."

Oh, she knew. It was naughty, technically illegal, but thrilling. She whispered. "Fuck me, big brother."

He positioned himself between her thighs and his dick pressed against her pussy. "Louder."

His dick stretched her open as he eased in. She moaned and tossed her head from side to side as the need to be filled up ragged through her. "Please!"

"Say it." He held her face in his hands and looked deep into her eyes as he worked his way into her body. "Just once more, love, for me?"

"Fuck me, big brother! Oh!" She cried out when he rammed in and he swallowed the sound with an open mouth kiss. Then he gave her what she'd been craving, his hard dick filling her, going deeper and deeper every time he rocked his hips. He grabbed her ass and urged her to move with him, grinding down when he found a spot that made her whimper as every nerve in her body flared to life.




Awakened to the Forbidden Ch. 03



"This isn't how I planned . . . ." Colin grunted, jaw clenched, the muscles in his arms and thighs bunching so they felt like rippling steel. "I planned to be gentle, take things slow."

"This is perfect." She sucked in a breath, feeling like the pleasure would smother her. Colin had been right. Just knowing it was her brother, pounding into her, fucking her with such raw passion, brought her up to the edge of another climax. "I'm almost there, Colin!"

"Come for me, little sister." Sweat beaded on his brow and she could tell her big brother wouldn't last much longer. He kissed her throat, then moaned in her ear. "Come."

Right on the brink, she tensed the inner walls of her pussy so she could feel every inch of his dick. Then she closed her eyes. "Come with me, big brother."

The words came out so quiet, she wasn't sure he'd heard her. But then he pressed his face into the pillow beside her head and cursed out loud.

One last hard thrust and the orgasm took hold of her, not as fierce as the first two, but sweet, lingering within long after they'd both gone still.

Colin flopped onto his side and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, then mumbled against her lips. "I have never felt anything quite like that."

She smiled. "Me neither."

Before long, Colin was snoring, obviously drained. For a long time, she lay beside him, watching the rise and fall of his chest, willing sleep to come. When it did, Colin's words echoed through the darkness.

'I have never felt anything quite like that'.

Then how had he felt with Steph?

* * * *

Ashley looked so peaceful, Colin would have been happy just watching her sleep. Rubbing one hand over his face, he shook his head. If he stayed there and watch her, there was only one thing he'd want to do when she woke up. Tempting as it was, he couldn't—no, wouldn't keep her in bed all day.

She needed to know there was more between them than hot sex.

Really hot sex His dick hardened just thinking about it. Only pulling on the clothes he'd worn for two days got him moving. Once he freshened up a bit, he would wake her up with breakfast in bed, resist the temptation of making a meal of her sweet pussy, then take her out. There were so many things he wanted to do with her, to her . . .

She's not a fucking sex toy, she's your sister.

The thought sobered him. He pulled on his T-Shirt and headed out, reminding himself again and again that Ashley needed him to show her she meant more to him. Because she did.

Standing in front of the door to his hotel room, he patted his pockets and frowned. He didn't have his keycard. He'd left it . . .

With Steph.

He groaned and knocked on the door. Either she was there and would give him an earful about disappearing, or she wasn't and he'd have to wait until she came back to get some fresh clothes.

The doorknob turned and he let out a sigh of relief. And planted a stiff smile on his lips, prepared for a tongue lashing.

The door opened to reveal a man. "Colin?"

Colin blinked. What the hell was Joey doing there?

Joey gave him a sheepish smile when Colin just stared at him. "Sorry, man. I swung by yesterday to see if you wanted to hang out."

Opening his mouth, closing it, Colin shook his head. "How did you—"

"Your sister, Stephanie . . . well, she let me in and . . . ." Joey winced and took a big step back. He put his hands up. "She was upset. I didn't do anything she didn't want me—"

Rage tore through Colin. He lunged. A hand slapped his chest.

"You lay one finger on him, Colin, and I swear to God I will tell everyone." Stephanie stepped between them and Colin stopped short a breath from slamming into her. She arched a brow and adjusted her towel over her breasts. "You had your fun, I had mine. There's no need to make an issue of it."

"No need to make an issue?" Colin threw his hands up and roared out a laugh. "Bullshit, Steph. If you didn't want issues, you wouldn't have fucked him in my hotel room." He paced to the hall, then back. "Yesterday, I might have understood—you reacted in the heat of the moment—but it's been long enough for you to reconsider. This was fucking calculating, even for you, sis."

Steph studied her perfect nails. "Whatever would I be reacting to?"

"You heard me and Ashley—maybe even saw us. It finally occurred to you that you weren't getting the damned love nest you've been pushing for."

"Whoa. Wait a second. I'm confused." Joey's brow furrowed as his gaze jumped from Colin to Steph. "Or at least I hope I'm confused."

Still looking at her nails, Steph appeared so unfazed, Colin wanted to shake her, to yell at her until he got a reaction and then hold her while she cried. The Ice Queen act aggravated him more than anything she ever did. But by the pallor of her cheeks, the composure was an act.

Colin turned to his friend, a man he'd willingly trusted with his life for years. "Joey, it's . . . complicated."

"Shit." Joey shook his head and tripped away from Steph when she reached out to him. "This was all to make him jealous?"

"Joey, I can—" Stephanie grabbed Joey's arm.

Lips curled in disgust, Joey shook her off. "You've had sex with your own brother. That's—" He froze and looked at Colin, eyes wide. "Ashley, your little sister . . . ."

Not good. Joey was so worked up, he'd probably tell the next person he spoke to everything.

"Calm down, Joey." Colin said.

Joey shook his head, then glanced towards the hall. "I'm outta here, man. I don't need this sick shit." He stepped forward and moved to squeeze past Colin. "I'm sorry I fucked your sister. I—"

Colin shoved Joey away from the door, then closed and locked it. Jaw set, he glared at the other man. "You're not going anywhere."

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