Wet Dreams (Erotica Collection) novel Chapter 2

Zoey Beauchamp

Shocked and preplexed she sputters "Explains what?" she asked.

"Why you aren't wearing a bra. You must've been naked when the door bell rang."

Warmth came to her cheeks again. "How can you tell I'm not wearing a bra?" she asked as she spooned coffee into the cup

"I could feel your nipples. And the way your tits spread against me, wow!"

She whirled around, her cheeks flushed. "Adam, I want you to stop using those obscene words!"

"You're not to direct such words at me!

He blinked. "'Tits, boobs, breasts, these aren't obscene words, It's in the dictionary."

"Well, just because it's there dosen't mean you should say it!"

As she turned away from him, he remarked, "I don't remember you being so prudish, I guess marriage did change you.

"And I don't remember you being so, so…"

"Vulgar?"

"Yes. Vulgar."

He let his eyes sweep down her back to the full mounds of her ass. He inquired, "Doesn't Matthew ever use words like that?"

"Of course not! At least, not to me."

"How do you talk when you're in bed? Do you say, 'Put your penis into my vagina, darling'?" He laughed.

She plugged in the percolator with an angry flourish. Her cheeks continued to glow. "Adam, I don't want to discuss sex with you. It isn't decent for brothers and sisters to talk about those things."

"Okay. Don't get ticked off."

Besides we're step siblings. Step brother Zoey! Remember that now and for the Future.

"Just what are your plans?" she asked coolly, though her cheeks still felt warm.

"My plans? You mean, about school?"

She got down a box of dry cereal and a bowl. "That, and where you're going to live.

"I want to stay here in Boston. As for school, I don't dare go back. I'm just screwed, I guess, unless I can get into another college.

She frowned over his use of "screwed", but she supposed it fell into the category of common slang. Anyway, she thought, his problem was her main concern at the moment.

"Have you told Mom and Dad about your trouble?"

"You gotta be kidding."

"So they think you're still in school, huh?"

"I suppose."

"Isn't the school likely to get in touch with them?" she asked as she stepped to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk.

"Maybe. Now that's why I have to hide out for a while, until it all blows over."

"But, Adam, you'll have to tell Mom and Dad where you are. They'll worry."

"Quit bugging me, will you?" he demanded sharply. Then he flashed her a quick grin, and his tone softened.

"Things are bad enough without my big sister giving me hell besides."

"I'm sorry," she said in a small voice.

She proceeded to eat her breakfast. As soon as the coffee was ready, she poured it for Adam and herself.

They talked about old times. But there was something that troubled Zoey. Her brother seemed different, and the way he acted toward her made her nervous. He kept watching her with that strange glint in his eyes. This was the first time they had been alone together since she was married, and she felt uneasy.

After she had finished eating, they walked into the living room.

"This is a nice place," he said. "You and I can get along just fine here."

She looked directly at him and spoke in a serious tone.

"Adam, I'd like to have you stay here. You know that. But don't you think you'd be more comfortable somewhere else, where you can have more… space?"

He grinned. "I figure I can have all the space I want right here. Anyway, I don't have any money so, unless you could be so cruel as to leave your little brother stranded.

"I could help you out until you get a job."

"Hell, I don't want to take a job. I'm hoping to get into another college. If I can make it, I'll only be here until then – maybe a couple of weeks."

Zoey swallowed hard.

"Come on." He stepped over and drew her into a loose embrace. "You know you'd like to have me around."

He moved his hand slowly up and down her arm, and the caress made her skin tingle. He was big and handsome, not at all like the roughneck little boy she remembered. She began to get a giddy feeling as she stood close to him.

What's the matter with you? an inner voice demanded. He's your brother!

"Step brother"Another voice chipped in....

Panic seized her, and she pushed him away. He narrowed his eyes and studied her reaction, a grin playing along his firm, handsome lips.

"You're gonna let me stay, Zoe. You want me to stay. I'll be good company."

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