Resisting my Step-Brother

My saviour

“s**t!” I said out loud and stumbled towards the front door to look for his car. I was so dizzy, so drunk that I had to squint to be able to make out certain objects in the distance. I couldn’t see his car anywhere so I went to head back inside. I was stopped by Dylan.

“Hey” he greeted me, highly intoxicated and wobbly.

“Can I talk to you?” He asked and I felt slightly uncomfortable.

“Oh Dylan, I don’t know I was just about to...”

He took my hand and protested “it will take a minute”. He guided me to the side of the house, out of sight from anyone else. He stood inches away from me in the suffocating pathway leading to the side door of his kitchen. I looked at him with concern and asked “why did you bring me down here?” 

Without a moment of a hesitated, he held my neck and pushed his lips against mine. I wriggled off of him and made a muffled sound. “Mmm... Dylan! No” I yelled and he stepped back, startled. I was disgusted and furious.

“What are you doing?!” I yelled and his expression was soft. “I missed you” he said leaning me against the wall and trying to place his hand up my shirt whilst he silenced my mouth with his lips. I scrunched my face up and tightened my mouth as I squirmed. 

“Stop it!” I snapped and pushed him off of me.

“Your drunk, I’ve told you I don’t see you like that anymore!” I reminded him, fury spilling from my tone. He lowered his eyes to my breasts and smiled. “You didn’t mean that” he snarled and I tried to walk off from him. He pulled my arm and twisted me round to him. 

“Let me go Dylan!” I screamed but he didn’t listen. Instead he just chuckled and pinned me against the wall to kiss me once again. Suddenly, I heard the slap of a fist connecting with someone’s skin. I opened my eyes and saw Liam there with his fists clenched. He pulled me behind him and readied his stance to hit him again.

“Don’t you f*****g dare!” He yelled. He gripped Dylan’s shirt and shouted “if you ever, put your hands on a woman again without her permission I promise you now, I will put you in an early grave!” I was shocked. I had never seen Liam so angry before... or protective. He let go of Dylan’s shirt and he ran off like a pathetic little boy. I looked at Liam who was enraged by what he had witnessed. I was speechless.

He turned to me and placed his hand to my neck, panting with the adrenaline that pumped through his body. He gazed down at me with genuine concern and asked “are you okay Elle?”. I couldn’t speak, I just nodded and his anger turned into lust. I pushed my lips against his and he kissed me, hungrily and fiercely. He leant me against the wall and tilted my head to the side so he could devour my neck. I shut my eyes and took in every sensation from his lips as they sucked at my neck.

“Ugh, Liam!” I groaned and he hummed with pleasure before placing his hand up my top and onto my hardened n*****s. He moved across to my lips once again and gripped my bottom lip with his teeth. 

“Elle!” I heard Jodie’s voice getting closer. I grunted with frustration and Liam pulled away. He looked into my eyes and stroked my hair gently. He placed a light kiss on my mouth and whispered “come on, I’ll take you home”. I smiled at him and leant into his hand that caressed my cheek. 

We walked out from the pathway and greeted Jodie and Evan. They both looked at me and Liam, slightly confused. 

“Liam? What are you doing here?” Jodie asked and I looked at evan’s concerned face. 

“I’m taking Elle home, Jodie” he commanded and she folded her arms before turning her attention to me.

“It’s okay Jodie, I’ll call you tomorrow” I comforted her and then walked over to give her a hug.

“I’m sorry Evan” I apologised and let go of Jodie. Liam lead the way to the car and I followed. He handed me a cold bottle of water and demanded that I drank it. I rolled my eyes and took a few gulps. 

“Why did you come Liam?” I spitefully snapped as we pulled away from the house. He sighed and kept his focus firmly on the road.

“Because... when I knew you were at a party, all I could see were horny boys and a s**t tonne of alcohol. Those mixed together is bad news and I didn’t want anything bad to happen to you” he admitted. I looked at him slightly confused by his ability to care for anyone other than himself. 

“It’s a good job I came when I did” he added and I rolled my eyes. He looked at me and smirked.

The car journey was long and exhausting. I was pretty much sober by the time I got back to the house. Mum and Mark were in bed as it was past 2am. We crept into the house and went downstairs. Liam stood in front of his bedroom door and asked “are you going to be okay?” I nodded and he pouted his lips and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Okay, well, goodnight then” he replied and walked into his bedroom. I entered mine and shut the door. As I laid on the bed, I couldn’t help but think about all of the terrible things that could have happened if Liam hadn’t of shown up when he did. I struggled to settle and kept rolling from side to side. I took a deep breath in and grabbed my phone.

Elle

Are you up?...

I waited and waited. I felt gutted that I didn’t get a reply and was about to put my phone onto the side when it buzzed.

Liam

Yeah, everything okay?

Elle

Not really...

Liam

Feel free to come in here if you need some company

I sat there for a moment, plucking up the courage to take him on his offer. Soon enough, the terrifying images took over and I couldn’t fester in my own mind anymore. I got out of bed and quietly made my way to his bedroom. When I opened the door, Liam raised his head from his pillow and grinned. He patted the empty space beside him to beckon me closer.

I crawled into the bed next to him and sighed. He raised his arm to place it under my neck before embracing me, making me feel secure and content. His lips were pressed against my forehead and I could feel his breath blowing through his nose and hitting the top of my hair. I closed my eyes to take in every sensation. 

“It’s okay” he whispered as he noticed I was slightly trembling.

“Your safe now”. His words were comforting and gentle. It was like listening to a soothing melody. I lightly placed my hand to his cheek and met his gaze. His eyes were beautiful, dark and mysterious, but beautiful. 

“Thank you” I muttered and he kissed my head. I guided his head by his cheek and laid my lips upon his. As the tension built gradually I shifted my position to lean above him. His soft hands were caressing my back and neck, I kissed him greedily. He held my thigh to indicate to straddle him, I did and sat down on his lap. Without breaking the connection between us, he leant his body up to the sitting position. He stopped for a moment and looked at me, doubt and concern clouded his expression. 

“Are you sure?” He asked as if he was worried about the trauma that I had endured hours before. I softened my gazed and raised the corner of my lips into a smirk. Instead of replying, I pulled my shirt over my head and cupped his cheeks. Kissing him and caressing his neck passionately. His warm palms rested against the small of my back and moved to my hips. The lust and s****l frustration built and caused me to roll my hips against his groin. He breathed expressively, encouraging me to grind harder. 

I looked down to his bare torso and ran my fingers along his chest and down his abs. “Touch me” I whispered without looking at his face. He placed his lips to my ear and asked “where?”. I sat back from his lap so that my bum was sitting on the bed between his knees. I held his hand and traced his fingers down my chest to my n*****s. He grinned and pinched at them causing me to groan softly and reply “everywhere”. Once he placed his tongue around it, his hands busied themselves with my pyjama shorts, pulling them down and removing them. I was sitting there, naked, between his legs and groaning at his touch. He positioned himself to his knees and continued to caress my body with his mouth, sliding his fingers deep into my p***y. I thrusted my hips against him and moaned deeply.

“Oh, Liam, that feels so good” I whispered and he increased his pace. My breath continuously caught in my throat from the pleasure he was bestowing upon me. I shut my eyes and arched my back, crying out at the release of my orgasm. I twitched and jolted at the sensitivity that was left afterwards. He took his hand from me gently and grinned at his achievement. I looked at him, elated by the pleasure he gave and laid him back down onto the bed by putting my palm to his chest.

I pushed my tongue into his mouth and sucked at his bottom lip, gripping at his hardened c**k and releasing it from his boxers. Moved my lips away from his ever so slightly and breathed the word “relax”. He exhaled deeply and I traced my mouth down his stomach and to the girth of his c**k. “Your so big” I complimented before wrapping my lips around his tip and dipping my head down his length. I continued to stroke his c**k with my mouth and hum at the sound of his groans. 

“f**k, Elle” he cried out and thrusted deeper into my throat. I quickened my strokes and his breath matched my motion. Feeling his shaft harden even more, I knew he was getting close. “Oh Elle, I’m gonna c*m” he grunted and I said nothing, just sucked faster and waited with anticipation of his warm ejaculation. Finally, he let out a gruff moan and filled my mouth with his satisfaction. I slowed down to allow him to completely release and then moved away. His c**k slumped lifelessly against his stomach and I gulped the excess in my mouth. 

“f**k” he smiled and guided me into his arms. We laid there for a while, naked and out of breath. He stoked my hair and embraced me tightly. After a while I drifted off to sleep.