This is not going to go well.
Jameson
She’s on my mind as I drive toward the new house, consuming my every thought. Liberty, my best friend’s little sister. I wish I could get her out of my mind, but I can’t. It’s been like this since I saw her.
It all started a few months ago when I last saw Cal. He came to visit me in the city and he was showing me pictures of his sister’s twenty-first birthday party. I’d seen her plenty of times before, but I never really thought about her too much. After all, who the hell gets caught up in thinking about their best friend’s younger sister?
Except when I saw her, something inside me shifted. It was like there was a sleeping animal inside me who had just been awoken. I saw her smiling in the photo, her curvy body only hidden by a sexy dress that made me hard instantly. I could barely believe she was the same girl I’d met several years before. She oozed confidence and sex appeal.
And I couldn’t resist her.
I spent the rest of that night thinking about her. And the next night. And the next. In fact, she’s all I think about now. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep. All I want is her body beneath mine, our naked skin touching, our mouths locked. I want to be deep inside her, making her cry out in pleasure as I fuck her senseless.
That’s why when I saw the house next to her was up for sale, I had to take it. I know it’s wrong. I shouldn’t be lusting after her. She’s off-limits, and I can never have her the way I want to. Besides, what would a beautiful young woman like her want with me? I’m ten years older than her. She’s probably already got some lucky guy worshipping her night and day…
The thought makes me so angry that my knuckles turn white on the steering wheel. I don’t want to imagine that she’s already taken. She’s mine. I can’t let any other man touch her, let alone do the things I’ve been dreaming of doing to her. These thoughts in my head are so wrong that I want to run away from them, but I can’t. I’ve committed to this now. I’m driving straight toward her, straight toward trouble, straight toward the sinful fantasies I’ve been dreaming of these past few months.
I know I could ruin everything by moving here. I know that I should turn around and drive back to the city. But something about Liberty has me hooked. She’s like a drug for me. I couldn’t go back even if I wanted to.
This is it now.
I see the house coming into view. The moving van has already arrived. Cal is talking to the driver, looking excited. I feel so guilty, knowing that he was chuffed when he found out I was coming here. But this isn’t about him. It’s about her. It’ll always be about her for the rest of my days.
I park and Cal comes to greet me as I get out of the car. He pulls me into a quick hug and I hold my breath, wondering if he can sense the betrayal that’s on my mind.
“So good to see you, bro,” Cal tells me. “I’ve got the afternoon off. I’ll help you move in. My sister will be back later for dinner.”
My cock throbs in anticipation. How am I meant to sit opposite her at the dinner table and pretend that I’m not craving her? How am I meant to hide my desire after so many months when all I want to do is grab her and fuck her where she stands? I have to blink several times just to break myself from the trance she’s put me in.
“You okay?” Cal asks, looking concerned. “You seem a bit out of it.”
“Yeah,” I growl defensively, rubbing at my temple. “Just a long week.”
“That’s fair. Well, the sooner we start, the sooner we can chill out with a beer, right?”
I nod. Maybe this whole thing will distract me for a while. There’s nothing like physical labor to keep your mind from wandering. I begin to unload my life into the new house, shifting furniture and trying to keep out of Cal’s way. I feel guilty every time I see him, knowing that the racing thoughts in my mind are wrong as hell. But I guess he never has to find out, so long as I can keep them a secret.
By the time evening comes around, I’m definitely ready for the beer I was promised. Maybe a shower too. Cal enters my new bedroom with a loud sigh.
“Phew! That was hard work. I’m going to head next door and start on dinner. How about you freshen up and then come over when you’re ready?”