Attempting to find Lucas Allen less attractive only made Ava want to jump his bones more. She would have, too, if he were anyone else. But now he was her brother, half-brother, to be precise.
Ava Lee twirled her dirty blond hair in front of the Coffee for Lobsters Cafe counter, waiting for her frothy mid-afternoon latte. She prevented herself from looking to her left towards the nearly-empty seating; prevented herself from locking eyes with the man, who before today had been her very handsome college friend.
She sighed. Ava had made this meeting. She would have to approach him -- eventually. And so, when her three-shot latte finally arrived, she took a deep breath and decided to bite the bullet.
He was sitting there, thumbing through his phone, leaning back into the aged wooden booth, looking out the window to the beach, a stark stripe of sunlight over his face.
Her cunt throbbed.
Despite her attempts to make herself small in tiptoeing to the table, her half-brother turned towards her immediately.
"What'cha been up to? Haven't seen you in a hot minute," Lucas said casually, his mouth twisting into a smile.
"Oh, no much," Ava offered an airy sigh, tucking away what she had initially wanted to say, setting up this meeting. Surprise, I'm your sister!
Ugh.
"You know," she started again. "The same old thing. Just started as a registered nurse, finally. How is physical therapy?"
Her eyes shot to his hands and lingered on his sturdy fingers curled around his coffee mug. Ava licked her lips; her mouth felt like cotton.
That's right. Strong hands.
"Oh, business is business," his smile widened to grin. "Helping many people. You will be, too, I imagine. But I'm sure you don't want to talk about work?"
"No," Ava had to stop herself from stuttering. She took a breath, willing herself to say the awkward words he needed to hear--
"I meant to call you myself," Lucas said before taking a sip of coffee. "I'm surprised it took us this long to go on a real date."
At the word date, the breath left her lungs. There was a sinking dread as he acknowledged his own attraction and expectations. But there was an even heavier, submerging sensation that soaked her pussy. Never before had she felt anything remotely as powerful, as commanding, as the seductiveness of this moment.
She had been, before now, an only child. She hadn't realized that Lucas, who had always been attractive, would become irresistible once he was her sibling.
"You're right. It has been too long," she found herself saying before retreating into her cup of coffee.
"And what are you so worried about?"
"What do you mean?"
