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It was pure dumb luck that Brandi heard the phone ring that day. As she walked past her stepfather’s study it shrilled and she paused to listen as he answered, thinking it might be her best friend Carol. The ditz could never keep Brandi’s house and cell phone numbers straight.
“Hey, Jeff,” her stepfather said.
Jeff was her stepbrother, a junior in college, and she hadn’t seen him much in the last couple of years. Which was a pity, because Jeff was as hot they come—sexy and smart and too damned gorgeous for words. Maybe it was just because she wasn’t seeing him as much and absence makes the heart grow fonder, but on those occasions when he came home he’d grin at her and she’d feel it all the way down to her toes.
“Sure, go ahead and use it,” her stepdad said. “Nobody is there now. We were thinking of going up for a long weekend in a couple of weeks, but it’s all yours until then if you want it. Why don’t you stick around and we’ll all get together then? I know your mom and sister would love to see you.”
Hell yeah, she would. Pretty much the whole time they were growing up she had thought he was the most awesome thing alive and followed him around like a little puppy. It must have annoyed the hell out of him to have her tagging along with him everywhere, but outwardly at least he never seemed to mind. He was always sweet to her, even when she knew he had to want to strangle her.
Jeff had obviously called to ask about using the beach house before school started again. In the old days before her stepbrother went off to college the whole family had spent most of their summers there swimming, fishing, and playing on the beach. An image of his tanned, hard body framed against a clear blue sky as he spiked a volleyball over a net wandered through her head and ignited a familiar yearning between her legs.
As she got older Brandi had found her feelings for Jeff changing and started having some very unsisterly thoughts about him, thoughts that made it really hard to sleep at night. She tried to convince herself that it was wrong, but she couldn’t seem to make herself feel too guilty about it. After all, it wasn’t her fault that her parents had saddled her with the sexiest guy around as a stepbrother. For a long time she hoped that some day he’d notice her as well and it would turn into a mutual thing, but no such luck. Jeff was apparently determined to remain the world’s most perfect big brother.
It was his shoulder Brandi cried on the first time she had her heart broken, and then again and again over the years until she knew he had to be royally sick of dealing with her problems. But he kept taking care of her anyway, and she discovered that it was a lot easier to forget about other guys when she was snuggled in Jeff’s powerful arms. She’d sit beside him and sob with his arms wrapped around her while she breathed in his warm, leathery cologne until her body felt as though it must scream from wanting him. When she finally left him she’d be wet and throbbing and ready to explode at a touch.
She would have given anything for him to have taken advantage of one of her vulnerable, tear-streaked moments to kiss her.
And with that, an idea blossomed.
Brandi found her mother curled up on the couch reading.
“Mom?” She tried to keep her voice from betraying her excitement.
“Would it be all right if Carol and I went to the beach house for a few days? We’re both about to die of boredom here.”
Her mom rested the book in her lap and gave her a long, cool look over the top of her glasses. Brandi could tell that she was looking for an excuse to say no, but she was nineteen and an adult now and after doing such a good job of staying out of trouble and acing her classes in her first year of college there really wasn’t a good reason. Finally the older woman sighed and nodded once.
“All right, I guess. Just behave. Please?”
“I promise, Mom. We’ll be angels.”
She snorted. “I’m not asking for miracles, Brandi. Just stay out of trouble.”
Brandi giggled, pecked her mother on the cheek, and ran off to call Carol. Instead of the battle she had expected the other girl surprised her with her immediate enthusiasm.
“Sure, let’s go. I’ll be packed by the time you get here to pick me up.”
“What’s the rush?”
“Grady’s parents have a house just up the beach from yours, and he and his brother are going to be there all week.”
“Aha. It must be fate.”
“I don’t care what you call it, so long as it gets me hooked up with Grady. Now get your ass moving and come pick me up.”
She wasn’t quite as enthusiastic when Brandi explained her plan in the car on the way to the beach.
Are you crazy?” Carol demanded, regarding her skeptically. “Jeff? Really? He’s your brother, for god’s sake.”
“Stepbrother,” Brandi reminded her.
“Yeah, but damn. I mean, what would your parents say if they found out?”
She didn’t want to think about that. What she wanted to think about was Jeff’s arms around her and his cock inside of her, and a whole bunch of other highly explicit things that would follow in due course.