I groaned, my dick still pulsing in my fist as ropes of cum shot out of my cock. It was the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it came at a price. Nora was quiet at dinner, and she wouldn’t look me in the eye, though, to be honest, I wasn’t able to look at her either. I wasn’t embarrassed by what she’d seen, but I was ashamed that my sweet, innocent stepsister knew about my inappropriate desire for her.I knew then I needed to get as far away from her as I could, as fast as possible.
“I’ve already got tickets to head to Hawaii.”
“They can change tickets, man. What fun is going on vacation by yourself?”
“I’m never alone long.” I gave my friend a grin. “I’ve been doing this for three years. I went to Australia by myself and had a good time picking up locals in Sydney. When you are on vacation and meet other people on vacation or even locals, they know the score. They don’t ask for more than a night, and that works for me.”
Clayton shook his head. “You could have hooked up with any of the women here who have been eyeing you like a fucking trophy. I’ve had more than one woman come on to me hoping to get close to you.”
I scoffed. “You ever heard that expression? Don’t shit where you eat?
“You are one stubborn bastard.”
I grinned. “Proud of it.”
I finished packing my shit into my bag. “My flight is at nineteen hundred, and I got to stop by and check my mail before I head to the airport. I’ll see you when I get back, and hopefully I’ll have my decision made.”
“Alright, man. Enjoy your vacation, just don’t come back with one of those God-awful Hawaiian shirts.” I grinned as we shook hands and pulled each other in for a partial hug, slapping each other on the back.
I lifted my backpack onto my shoulder and pulled my luggage behind me. “See you in two weeks.”
He nodded, and I left, stopping by the mail room before heading to the airport.
* * *
I was on the plane before I got to open Drew’s letter. The other letter I received was the one I wanted to savor in the anticipation of opening it. She wrote to me again. I didn’t have a clue who the woman was, as she wouldn’t tell me her name. She just called herself Georgia Peach, and she was the reason I was contemplating finally going home.
I read through Drew’s letter with a proud grin on my face and just a touch of envy. Drew had always been brilliant, and at the rate that he was going through school, I knew he would be well on his way to becoming a vet before I got out of the military. He said Dad and Leanne were doing well.
It was when he brought up Nora that my world shifted a bit.
Nora went to prom last night with that asshole Landon from her freshman year. I got to him first, though, and put the fear of God into the kid. It would have been better if you were here to do it, since he’s still feeling that hit you landed on him their freshman year.
Our stepsister is really growing up though. She’ll be starting at Georgia Coast in the fall. Her acceptance letter came in a few months ago. I think I told you that. Since I got into the vet program, I’ll be able to look out for her on and around campus. Her phone is always going off with texts from guys. This one dude sent her an unsolicited dick pic, and I had to make a call.I swear guys are chomping at the bit to get to her, and it still amazes me she has no freaking clue how gorgeous she is.If she wasn’t my stepsister and best friend, I would definitely be interested in her myself.
It’s funny though,Nora goes on dates, but she’s never actually dating anyone. It’s weird. It’s like she goes out to have a good time, but she doesn’t want to really connect with any of the guys she goes out with. I wonder if it has something to do with her asshole father?If she goes to college with ‘daddy issues’, these frat boys will sniff them out a mile away, and I’ll have my work cut out for me keeping the assholes at bay. You may need to get your ass back home to help me keep these guys in line.
Anyway, I’ve rambled on enough. I hope you are doing well, Brother. I miss you, and I wish you’d come home. I know Dad doesn’t say it, but I’m sure he misses you, too. You both are lovable, stubborn asses.
Take Care,
Drew
I read theletter again and again, especially the part about Nora. She was going into college, and the ‘daddy issues’ part had my cock twitching. My stepsister was finally of age, but no matter what, she was still my stepsister. I didn’t fucking know what to do, or if these feelings I had for her would ever go away. I’ve pushed them down by avoiding her for three fucking years, but the desire to claim her and protect her at all costs still swelled within me.
There was only one other woman I had any interest in at all. I didn’t even know her name or what she looked like, but I liked who she was on paper. She was living in Savannah with her family and was in college at the university there. She was in her second year and still did not know what she wanted to do with her life or what she wanted to major in, so she’d spent two years just taking her basics and trying to figure it out.
When I wrote to My Georgia Peach, I didn’t hunger for my stepsister so bad. She was a relief and gave me normalcy from the desires that plagued my nights and my dreams. She gave me hope that one day I would get over this fucking obsession I had with my stepsister.
CHAPTER3
NORA
One year ago…
It was madness to do this, but it was what I had to do. My stomach was in knots as I filled out the envelope and sent the letter. The PO Box I got was a secret I held from everyone. Mom didn’t know about it, and neither did Drew. This was the first time I kept anything all to myself, but I had to do this. The potential for rejection was a high probability, and I didn’t want anyone to know. The chances that this insane plan would backfire and go horribly wrong were high, and if I could keep the pool of people who knew about this down to two, I was going to do just that.
I slipped the letter in the mail and let out a deep breath. It was done. There was no taking the letter back from the drop box. My heart was pounding in my chest as I thought about what I’d done, and wondered if he would even write back. There was no telling what my stepbrother would do when he received a letter from an anonymous girl.
