Chapter 4
It was about nine months later when the wedding took place and now a month later since Casey and her mom had moved into Henry’s house. It was slightly bigger and closer to both of their parent’s work so it had been more convenient.
Casey didn’t mind though, all her thoughts had been towards Paul and when he had kissed her that one night so long ago. They had never spoken of it since but the longing inside her to do it again was nearly animalistic. He brought forth so many emotions within Casey it confused her. There were times where she would wake up and remind herself that she had just simply dreamed about kissing Paul again… there wouldn’t be another chance of that happening anymore.
College was supposed to have distracted her, but her studies only took up so much of her time. She hadn’t even tried to look for boys since there was only one on her mind.
Walking out of the shower at her home, she wrapped the towel tighter around her while walking down the hall to her room. Both her and Paul were home for winter break and had just gotten home again a couple of days ago. They had already gotten back into the swing of things by teasing the other and whatnot for what they sucked at or who did the dishes worse.
“Casey?” Paul stepped out from his room as she jumped and the towel slipped from her hands.
“Shit!” she cursed as Paul stared at his step-sister’s body in awe. Her breasts were slightly bigger and swayed as she bent down to grab the towel, with her ass facing him.
“Sorry,” he pretended to have his eyes covered so he could give her some sort of decency.
“Give me like two minutes?” she rushed into her room as she threw on her clothes with her face heating up. She never expected him to see her like that! He probably thought she was fat and just flat out ugly or something. God she hoped she hadn’t scarred him for life or anything.
Paul was pacing up and down the hall as he waited for her to come back out. Would she even come back out? He didn’t think she would’ve scared that easily and he was realizing that he was sporting a hard on while trying to get the image out of his head of her. He could only imagine what she looked like down there…
“Casey?” Paul asked in a husky voice as he tried to conceal it while knocking.
“What?” she asked while opening the door.
Paul resisted the urge to check out her cleavage that was being displayed in the tank top. “Sorry… I was just going to ask if you wanted to catch that movie later on you kept mentioning.”
“Oh… uh sure Paul,” she smiled as he stood there awkwardly. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a slight bulge in his pants and felt her cheeks flush. Was that because of her!
“Great, and I’m sorry again for earlier… it’s not like I haven’t seen anything before you know” his eyes lingered on her body for a brief second before he rushed back to his room and closed the door quietly.
Casey felt her body heat up while locking her door before going over to her drawer and pulling out a vibrator. This was an emergency that needed to be taken care of immediately.
Lying on her bed, she stripped down to her bra and thong while teasing the vibrating egg around her puffy lips.
“Mmm,” she moaned quietly while imagining Paul sliding his cock against her swollen entrance. If only he wasn’t “related” to her.
Pinching her nipples, Casey sighed in pleasure as she began to climax and shook slightly against the bed from the sensation. She felt that she would be doing this more often since being home again and seeing him.
Thinking to herself she decided there had to be a way to seduce him and get what she wanted. Even if it was only once more, she had to know whether the chemistry was there between the two or not. He had made it seem like there was after the way he looked at her and the comment, but it could have just been him thinking with his other head. He was a guy after all, but it didn’t mean she would cut him some slack. Paul was a mature adult who could take care of himself.
Throwing some clothes on, Casey went downstairs and decided to help her mom with cooking. She had recently become interested in trying to make her own recipes and knew her mother would be more than willing to help.
“Hey mom, need any help?” she asked as she saw her mother was mixing some kind of batter together.
“Sure honey, you can turn the oven on for me and then I’ll let you finish making the cake for me? I have to get ready for a dinner meeting tonight that Henry was invited too.”
“Mom that’s still like five hours from now,” she joked with her mother.
“I know, but I still need to look my best, and that means one hour of freaking out over what to wear,” she teased her daughter before finishing up on whisking the ingredients. “Everything is on the counter here for you to use, but since I know you like to experiment, there’s more stuff in the pantry over here.”
“Thanks,” she kissed her mother’s cheek before examining the cake box that had white frosting inside for her to use. Maybe she could put some dye in it… like blue or purple.
About an hour later, Casey was meticulously spreading the purple frosting on the cake with her tongue out. She was trying to make it as even as possible and save some extra icing to make designs with, that she would dye red to make a red-violet color.
“Hey sis,” Paul came down as she caught herself from messing up the cake. Phew!
“Hey,” she said and continued on with frosting the cake, not paying him any mind.
Paul checked her out as he noticed her ass sticking out and couldn’t help but imagine taking her over his knee and spanking it just to feel how firm it was. The thought alone made him hard as he tried to get rid of those thoughts. What was going on with him?
“Did you make it?”
“Well mom started it but she’s letting me finish it. When it’s done you can try a slice and tell me how it is?” she still hadn’t turned around as she continued talking.
“Sure,” he didn’t mind as he continued to look at her from behind hungrily.
He couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss they had shared so long ago. Yes it hadn’t been wrong then, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything taboo like that again. It would be wrong on so many levels, despite the fact that she is an adult, he still felt like he would take advantage of her. And that was something Paul would never get over.
“Done,” she stood up and admired her work of the icing and the small waves she had made with the red icing. It didn’t look too bad and she couldn’t wait to see what her mom thought.
“Did you calculate it all out?” Paul teased her.
“Maybe a little,” she admitted while licking a drop of icing that had gotten onto her finger. She wasn’t sure but she thought she heard Paul gasp but he had already left to go watch television. Which was fine, she wanted to admire her work for a couple of minutes before she cut into it’s perfection.
Paul turned on the t.v. as he threw a blanket over his lower half. His hard on was raging as he tried to get the image of her licking the icing off her finger from his mind. It had been so erotic and he had definitely imagined it not being her finger but his cock. God he was in so much trouble for thinking these things!
Casey walked in and sat down on a chair with her legs crossed while watching the show intently. Her favorite episode of Modern Family was on and she was trying hard not to quote it. Paul would just make fun of her and it wouldn’t be the end of the teasing from there.
While she was engrossed in the episode, he was slowly examining her body in the chair. Her long slender legs were crossed and showing off her muscles, while he noticed her breasts moving slowly when she breathed. He knew he needed to tear his gaze away from her before she noticed but it was so damn hard!
“How long…” he coughed to conceal the lust in his voice, “when can I dig into your cake Case?”
Casey blushed, the way he had worded that seemed so dirty but obviously it hadn’t meant to be that way. She was just overreacting to the situation.
“Give it another few minutes,” she replied while continuing to watch the screen. If she looked over at him, all rational thoughts would go out the door and would never come back.