Chapter Twenty-Four
Tyler
We sat there for a long time. Everything seemed to pour out of her and I was there for her. I wondered briefly if this was gaining me any brownie points, but the thought was brief and to my dismay, I realized that there was a part of me that really wanted to be there for her.
Pathetic! I thought as I heard my voice say, after quite a while of silence, “It’s okay…”
I was unsure of exactly why I was feeling so much for her. After all, people die from cancer every day. It destroys families and scars children for life, especially with the dirty details of this tragedy, but it wasn’t every day a kid kills his father while he is teaching him how to drive.
I’ve definitely got her shit beat, I thought to myself, but still, felt the need to hold her and rock her.
Her sobs made me feel guilty in a way, even though I hadn’t the faintest idea why. Yet, I stayed with her for longer than I kept track of, just ensuring that she was going to be all right. I was worried about her and that was a different feeling for me to be having. After all, my whole life, except for the small stint where I tried to get to know my father, which backfired in the worst possible way, I had looked out for myself and I liked it that way.
However, this woman was making me feel things that I shouldn’t care about for her and I wasn’t sure yet if I liked it, or if it was just royally pissing me off.
Yet, that didn’t stop me from continuing to comfort her, even though I had no idea where this would lead. Normally I didn’t do a damn thing without being sure of the risk that I was taking, but right now, I didn’t even have the presence of mind to care. All I wanted, truly and ultimately, was to make Ashley feel better.
After the two of us sat there for a while, though, Ashley did something I certainly didn’t expect. She turned her face toward me, wriggled slightly out of my grasp and smiled at me, before she wiped her eyes.
She didn’t seem embarrassed or even all that needy. The whole situation, at least from my perspective seemed fairly simple. I smiled at her when she looked up at me and I turned my head to the side, so that I could stare into her eyes easier.
“Thanks for listening,” she replied carefully, just before I shrugged in a nonchalant manner, but then, I felt her cool, small, delicate fingers grasp around my chin and pull me toward her. Before I knew what was actually going on, her lips pressed up against my own and her tongue easily slipped between my teeth, so that I could draw her sweet taste from her own mouth easily and carefully.
Fuck yeah! I thought. I didn’t waste any time. I grasped the back of her head with my large hand and pulled her lips into me with a tactful force.
Already, I could feel my dick getting hard as I felt her sexy body rubbing up against me. From the way that I was holding her when I was being Mr. Fucking Right, allowed me to be in just the right position for when things suddenly turned erotic.
I knew that I wanted her. I had wanted her from the moment that I had seen her shapely, perfect ass and exotically formed tits getting out of her car almost two months ago now, but as she settled her crotch against me, inadvertently moving it up and down as our bodies clung to one another, I wasn’t sure what I would do if this ended up being one cruel trick.
I felt our lips lap together as my hand moved up toward her breast. When the two of us had come across our moment in the water that night, I knew that her breast was a great place to start my intense sense of stimulation for her.
Once I had my hands on a woman, I could make them scream or beg at my command, just by the direction I flicked my dick inside of them. I knew women better than they even knew themselves and I could make them do things that not even they knew they would like until I was laying into them.
Now that I was easing into the idea that Ashley might actually allow me to have sex with her, since she certainly wasn’t drunk and she had initiated the kiss, I knew that my step-sister wasn’t going to be any different.
I had waited a long fucking time to show this woman what I could do and no matter what, I was ready to stick to that conviction. Given the chance, I was going to screw her so good that she was going to be groveling at my feet just so that she could feel the sensation of my manhood.
Not only were my instruments in perfect working order, my experience was also paramount. I never had an off day and as I felt Ashley snake her hand down, in order to grab a taste of my manhood, I knew that today was going to be extra special.
I felt like I was finally going to get the woman that I had worked so diligently to receive and when I did, I was going to make sure that I did everything in my power to be the best that she had ever had.
After all, it was a pleasure to be pursued by me and no matter what happened, I had made it my mission to make sure Ashley understood that.