"Mom! Pete! I'm home!" Alyssa called as she entered her childhood home. Having moved out 2 years prior when she had just turned 18, she had developed a greater appreciation for home and family. She stomped her feet on the welcome mat in the foyer to dislodge any excess snow she had gathered on her boots walking from her car to the front door. Hanging her winter coat on the coat tree in the corner, she took a moment to close her eyes and breathe deep the familiar smells of home. The warm, comforting scents of the wood burning fireplace and a hint of her mother's apple pie greeted her.
"Mom! Hello!" She called out again but was only greeted with silence. Surely her mother and step-father hadn't gone out on the roads. It took every last nerve Alyssa possessed to make it to the house. Snow and icy roads weren't the nicest of things to drive on. She picked up her large duffel bag and decided to place it in her bedroom before searching for her lost parents.
As she trudged up the stairway at the back of the house, she thought she heard faint music. It sounded like it was coming from the basement area. She turned and went to the back of the staircase where the door leading down was located. Her step dad had the entire basement finished to make an extra bedroom for his son, Alyssa's step-brother, Jeremy. He didn't live with their parents but visited frequently when school was out and some weekends.
Their parents had married only 5 years before when Jeremy was a senior in high school. He had decided not to go off to college right away and had taken a year to travel the country. At 22, he was a junior at the local college. Alyssa on the other hand, to her mother's dismay, had decided college wasn't in her future and opted to immediately join the work force. Fortunately, a friend of her birth father, who had passed away of cancer when Alyssa was just 9, was the manager at a local bank. He had offered her a job as a teller straight out of school. That's where she had remained. Until recently. She wanted to wait until the right time to tell her mother she had been laid off. Currently, her mother assumed Jim, her manager, had been kind enough to allow Alyssa three weeks vacation to coincide with Jeremy's school vacation. Little did she know, her daughter was now unemployed and as a result soon to be homeless.
Shaking the stress of thinking about her currently messed up life, she flipped the light switch at the top of the stairway but was only greeted with darkness. Great, she thought. Leaving her bag at the top of the stairs, she carefully made her way down into the dark hallway of the basement. The basement had been made into three rooms, the hallway she was currently in which had a door leading outside, Jeremy's room and a full bath. She turned towards Jeremy's door, which was currently closed but light emanated from beneath it to give her a little bit of sight. She made a mental note to tell Pete to replace the light bulb.
A scuff on the carpet sounded behind her. She gasped and whirled around only to see the vague outlines of boxes and totes that were lined up against the wall by the back door. Shrugging it off as her imagination she turned to take a step towards Jeremy's door. Before she could complete the step, a large, warm hand covered her mouth while an equally large, steely arm snaked around her middle. The scream that had risen in her throat died quickly as she recognized the scent of the tall, hard man behind her. Polo Blue.
She had given it as a gift to Jeremy on his last birthday. When he had first opened the box he chuckled softly then set it aside. Feeling slightly offended, Alyssa had given him the cold shoulder for the remainder of the day. That is, until she had been walking down the upstairs hallway past the spare room when Jeremy grabbed her and pulled her into the room. He shut and locked the door then faced her with an apologetic look on his too handsome face. His dark silky hair that was short in the back and longer on the top fell into his eyes as he looked down at his hands, which were holding the cologne she had given him.
Before she could open her mouth, he said "I'm sorry I was amused by the cologne, Lyssa." He used the nickname only her birth father had ever called her. She never did correct him on it, however, because she thought it sounded so right coming from his mouth. "It just reminded me of something I heard a couple weeks ago. We were both here for the weekend and I went to use the phone. I didn't realize you were already on it."
He looked directly into her green eyes at this point and saw the moment she realized what he talking about. Her cheeks burned a becoming rose color and her eyes teared up in embarrassment. A triumphant look came into Jeremy's blue eyes, causing them to darken to a deep navy color. He started towards her, the grace of a predator in his every move, to force her back against the wall behind her. He placed his hands on the wall on either side of her head and leaned down until they were eye to eye.
A small smile played at his full lips as he continued. "I distinctly remember you saying, and I quote, 'Any time I smell Polo Blue on a guy, I just want to strip naked and drop to my knees to suck his cock.' I just want to know why you gave it to me then. Is that how you feel, Lyssa? Is that what you want to do to me?" He chuckled at the look of terror and anger combined on her face. Her mouth dropped open but no sound came out. "Speechless, Princess?" He ruffled her dark auburn hair and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. "Anytime you want to sniff me, I'm all yours, Baby." With that he left the room with Alyssa staring silently at his back.
From that moment on, she had avoided being alone with Jeremy in fear he'd bring up that incident. Now with his arms wrapped tightly around her and her fear subsided, her survival instincts kicked in. She took advantage of his not having too tight a grip over her mouth and sunk her teeth into the fleshy part of his palm. He pulled his hand away with a curse.
"Dammit, Lyssa! Why the fuck did you just bite me?" He released her to push open his bedroom door. He went directly over to his bedside table where he picked up a remote and turned off the music coming from his stereo then took a close look at his hand under the light.
Rolling her eyes at how all men were big babies, she crossed his room and took his hand to look at it herself. "You wuss. I didn't even bite you that hard. Look, not even a teeth mark." She threw his hand down to his side and gave him an amused glare. "So where's mom and Pete? They didn't answer me when I hollered."
Taking a final glance at his palm, he stuck his hands into the back pockets of a pair of well worn jeans. "They had gone to the store earlier, only to get a flat tire and now the snowstorm has them stuck at the city garage. Thankfully, Robbie, the owner remodeled to put an apartment above the garage. So they are safe but won't make it home until the snow stops and the roads are cleared. It's just you and me Kiddo." The wide smile he gave reminded her of the cat who ate the canary.
Instantly an image flashed in her mind of both of them naked and wrapped in each others arms panting and sweaty. Blinking away the image, she took a step back to give herself some distance. When they were both still in high school, Alyssa fancied herself secretly in love with Jeremy. It's something she had always kept to herself and would deny if ever asked about having a crush on him. That had been before their parents had married but it seemed some feelings never would fade.
She no longer thought of herself as his girl or daydreamed about becoming his wife as she had when she was younger, but she still did appreciate his dark good looks and six pack abs. He possessed the type of washboard abs a girl could just touch and lick for days on end. Alyssa glanced at his tight stomach and could make out every ridge of each muscle through his tight white t shirt. With a huff she averted her eyes but couldn't keep her cheeks from burning crimson at the thoughts of his amazing body.
Jeremy chuckled softly at seeing her cheeks flame. She was so damn adorable when she was embarrassed. Any other time she was gorgeous and he always felt as if she were above him. Even though she hadn't gone off to college and he had, she had always carried herself with such confidence that it sometimes intimidated him. But seeing her now, in ripped jeans and a tight fitting pink sweater, with her hair down and cheeks flaming, she almost looked touchable. Edible even. Almost. Jeremy had to get a hold of his hormones before a certain part of his anatomy took total control. This was his step-sister now. He had no right to look at her and think the thoughts he had just been harboring. He knew she had a major crush on him when they were in school and had wanted to act on it but he knew his dad was starting to see her mom so he didn't pursue her out of respect for their parents. Now he found himself stuck at home, alone, for at least a couple days according to the weather report earlier that day, with sexual tension so thick he could've cut it with a knife.
He couldn't stop his eyes as they roamed down her tight little body that she had kept in shape by cheerleading in school then by doing pilates before work every day. As he made his way all down her body to her cute little reindeer socks back up he noticed her nipples pebble under her sweater. Those sweet, hard nubs seemed to call to him, demanding he touch and lick them.
Before he knew what his traitorous body was doing, he had taken two steps toward Alyssa, crowding her in the corner. He heard her breath hitch at the nearness of him. He looked into her deep, beautiful green eyes then to her sensuously full lips that were slightly parted, begging for a kiss. He watched as her tongue snaked out and ran across those sweet lips, seemingly mocking the fact that he shouldn't, couldn't, taste them. "Alyssa. I..." he stumbled over his words, not sure what exactly to say. Should he just walk away and let the awkwardness continue between them? Or should he pursue this connection that seems to be pulling them together? His brain was telling him it was wrong, she's your step-sister. But his body was eager and ready to sink deep into her tight body, giving her unimaginable pleasure. He looked back up from her lips to her eyes, completely confused by what to do or say.
Alyssa's heart pounded a quick heavy rhythm causing her chest to rise and fall rapidly. She watched as Jeremy's eyes darted down to her chest, where she knew her nipples were rock hard and aching. If she were more bold she would just strip and give herself over to him completely. They held each others eyes for several seconds. Alyssa noticed the dark desire within those blue depths and knew he would see equal desire in hers.
She opened her mouth to tell she him that she was tired of the tension and the anxiety being near each other caused. Then she had planned to stand on her tip toes and kiss him. But before she could utter a word, the power went out.
With a gasp of surprise at being plunged into total darkness, she stood completely still, hoping it would come back on in a few seconds. Her luck had apparently run out because it remained dark and the only sounds were of her and Jeremy breathing. She hated being in the dark. Her imagination always took over and she would become paranoid and downright scared. Her breath quickened even more as the anxiety began to creep up on her. When a familiar hand wrapped around her hip, she yelped and jumped.
