Yearn For Stepsister

My heart does a flip flop and loses its rhythm for a second. “Oh,” I reply, my cheeks flaming. “That’s right. Yeah, there’s a bunch I want to try.”

My goodness, what am I saying? I sound so awkward and stiff.

To his credit though, Chase has really gone out of his way to make me feel comfortable and welcome here.

God, he’s so gorgeous.

He has dark brown hair and deep-sea blue eyes. With a chiseled jaw and lips that are beyond inviting, I bet that women go crazy for him. His gaze is so intense I feel I can’t look away, and whenever he talks to me, I get this tingly feeling in my nipples.

I should be ashamed of myself.

I don’t have a lot of experience with men, but I know that this means that my virgin body is wanting and needing sex. And with, of all people, my new stepbrother.

Stop it, Emma.

Stop thinking about him like that.

You’re a filthy girl, aren’t you? my inner voice berates me.

Yes, yes…YES.

I recite a silent mantra for inner balance but each time the tingling happens, I feel a