After Dark One Shots

Step Brother

"Are you serious, Mom" I look at my delusional mother wide-eyed.

"Yes, Rae. I am serious. Tyler is coming this weekend and he'll be staying in the guest house. You two have barely spent any time together since I married his father."

"That's because I can't stand him. He is so arrogant and such an asshole" I slap the counter and my mom's eyes shoot up from the chopping board she is cutting carrots on.

"Raelyn, watch your mouth, young lady. You'll be staying in the guest house with him while your room is being redone. That's final"

I groan loudly, jumping off the bar stool. Why do I have to suffer for her falling in love with some country club yuppy with a son who thinks he is a thug? Tyler is 22 and a total pain. Every time he comes around it has to be all about him and what new and exciting misdemeanors have been added to his record. I mean he barely breaks the law. I seriously don't think park vandalism counts as thug related activity.

His dad and my mom have been married for 8 months and I've hung out with Tyler maybe 5 times. Each time we end up fighting at the dinner table. Even though I'm only 18, I swear I feel like I'm twice his age.

After moving my things into a room in the guest house, I hear the familiar sound of a motorcycle engine pulling into the driveway. Rolling my eyes, I walk through the house opening the door just as he is about to turn the knob.

"Tyler" I mumble

He looks me up and down.

"Sup, where's my dad?" He slides by me and I press myself against the door so he doesn't brush against me. He runs his finger through his messy dark hair before turning to me waiting for me to answer.

"He is at work. Something you clearly know nothing about." I close the door and Tyler shakes his head, pulling off his jacket.

"Stuck up princess b***h"

"Petty criminal asshole" I shoot back just before my mom walks in. She embraces Tyler and shoots me a death stare.

"Hi, Tyler. How are you?"

I walk into the kitchen, not really interested in their conversation. As I'm leaning over into the fridge, I feel a hard smack on my backside. Yelping, I straighten up and look behind me to see Tyler standing at the counter eating a previously cut carrot.

"God, could you be any more irritating?" I slam the fridge door. I slide my hand over my butt feeling the leftover sting of his assault.

"It's always fun to piss you off, little sis." He smirks at me and I want to punch him in the face. I don't know why I thought I liked him when we first met. Well, he is on the good looking side. Muscles and abs but he is my step brother and a jerk so, I tossed whatever feelings I had out the window.

"Please don't call me that." I tug on the end of my crop top when I see him eyeing my belly button ring. Every now and then, we catch each other staring, as awkward as it is.

"So, I hear we are going to be living together." He mumbles.

"Unfortunately. Just stay in your side of the house and leave me alone" I roll my eyes and before I can do anything else, Tyler steps to me, closing in the space between us.

"Hmm stay away from you? shouldn't be that hard" His dark eyes pierce into mine and I nearly stop breathing. Blinking a few times, I step back and walk off.

That night at dinner, I am completely disconnected from the conversation, thinking about staying in the guest house with him. He is like the messiest person I know. Usually, when he visits, he stays out there alone and we never see each other. Thanks a lot, mom. After putting together reason after reason why Tyler is the worst person in the world, I finish eating quickly and excuse myself to go to my new living space. Once my room is set up to my liking, I strip out of my clothes and jump in the shower. As I'm rinsing body wash off of me, I hear the front door slam and I roll my eyes.

I dry off and put on shorts and a tank top. I go into the Kitchen to get a glass of water and I hear a soft grunting noise coming from the exercise room. I walk up to the door and see a shirtless Tyler laying on the weightlifting bench. As he lifts the weights, all his muscle flex as sweat glistens off his skin. My eyes roam over him and stop on his lower region. I close my eyes and wish that I didn't just look at my step brother's junk. How perverted am I?

I continue to watch him lift weights, losing myself in the thought of him. It isn't until I hear him clear his throat that I realize just how gone in my thoughts I was. "Um...I heard a noise"

Tyler stands, sweat dripping down his hard abs down to the defined V of his hips. He grabs a towel and wipes his chest, making me whimper softly.

"A noise, huh?" he raises an eyebrow. I feel my cheeks heat feeling him judge me. I'd would have rather died than have Tyler catch me gawking over him.

I don't say anything as he walks past him and his musky scent filling my nose. Clenching my thighs to subdue the ache developing, I follow him into the kitchen. Tyler chugs down a cup of water before turning to me "I'm going out later"

"Where? Your dad doesn't want you to leave the house. You're already on pro-"

"I give a s**t what he wants. I'm going out." He marches past me and something in me makes me reach out for him. Gripping his arm.

"Stop! You're just going to go do something stupid."

Suddenly, Tyler turns and grips my shoulders, pinning me hard against the wall.

"Don't f*****g touch me." He yells at me and his warm breath tickles my lips.

My eyes scan over his face and my body heats at his touch. I don't know what is wrong with me but before I can stop myself, my lips are on his. Just as fast as I'm kissing him, my lips are separated by Tyler pushing me back hard. I whimper softly at his hard face. He doesn't say anything so I steal the moment and kiss him again, this time harder and more eager.

After a moment, Tyler starts kissing me back. Suddenly his arms are around me, pulling my body tightly against his, sending a flame through me. Standing on the tips of my toes, I run my fingers through his hair gripping gently. My mind screams for me to stop because I'm kissing my stepbrother. My actual brother by marriage for Christ sake but my body doesn't listen. My body wants him to take me.

Tyler kisses me hard, biting my lips and I moan against his mouth. Poking me in my lower stomach, I feel is growing length protruding from his basketball shorts. Bringing me from the thought of his junk, Tyler lifts my shirt over my head along with my sports bra before lifting me up in his arms. I wrap my legs around him and his mouth leaves mine, nipping and sucking down my neck while he walks to his room.

Throwing me on the bed, he pushes my thighs apart, laying on top of me. Staring me in the eye, his hand trails down over my breast and stomach before disappearing under the waistband of my shorts. When he reaches my soaking core, my eyes roll back and I moan.

"Not such a good girl, are you?" he whispers in my ear causing me to smirk. '

I wiggle against his hand as his fingers circle around my clït. I reach down and grip his hard dīck, stroking it softly making Tyler groan. I slip my finger under his waistband, freeing his manhood. I gasp softly at the size as it lays against my lower stomach. When I look up, Tyler is staring down at me. "I've been wanting you so f*****g bad. The way you walk around acting like you're better than me. I'm going to f**k you so hard, little sis"

His lips crash into mine, pulling my shorts off. Not wasting any time, he pulls his off and positions himself back between my legs. Reach over me, he opens a side drawer to retrieve a condom. He holds the gold wrapper in front of me.

"Do the honors?"

With my heart beating a million times a minute, I take the latex wrapper from him and rip it out. Sliding it onto his girth, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter with anticipation. I watch as he takes his dįck and pokes it at my opening.

"Tell me to f**k you, Rae. Tell me you want my cøck"

My nerves take over and I can't bring myself to say it. Suddenly, Tyler grips my neck roughly and I gasp. His tongue flicks over my button lip and I can't take it anymore.

"Please, Tyler, f**k me."

He moans against my mouth as he catches my button lip between his teeth.

"And?"

"I want you cøck so bad. Please!" I beg and he slams into me hard. I

yell out, digging my nail into his sides. Tyler's breath hitches.

"Your p***y is so tight, princess." He eases out only to slam into me again, filling me whole. Lifting my legs up, I go to wrap them around him but he grips my knees and pushes my legs out. As he pounds into me, his dark eyes stare down at me and I'd kill to know what he is thinking.

Tyler pounds into me and I nearly come.

"f**k! Tyler"

He moans "Oh yeah, Princess. Use that filthy mouth. You like having your step brother f**k your pūssy."

"Yess! Please don't stop, Tyler!"

"I'm not Princess. I'm going to make you come so hard. Tell me this pūssy is mine" He pushes my knees further apart.

"It's yours!"

Tyler lays down against me, pressing his lips against mine, kissing me gently as he pounds away at my core. His tongue quickly finds mine and I feel myself falling under his spell, something I didn't expect.

Feeling my core tighten, I know I'm closer to my release. When Tyler finally lets my knees go, I wrap my legs around him, pulling me deeper into me. "Oh my God, I'm about to come!"

I close my eyes and Tyler bites down on my shoulder breathing hard as his length digs deep into me.

Moments later, I come hard, scratching down his back making me curse loudly. He continues to thrust into me until he finds his release.

We lay there for a minute before he lifts me up, pulling the latex off and tossing it into the trash bin. He lays on his side and looks at me for a moment. As I come down from my amazing high, I feel a sense of guilt for having s*x with my own stepbrother. I guess Tyler sees it on my face because he cups my jaw.

"Look at me, Rae"

I turn and stare into his deep brown eyes.

"It'll be between us. If you don't want it to happen again, it won't."

I blink several times, surprised at his softness. After thinking about it for a few seconds, I bite my lip.

"But I want it to happen again"