Sarah clears her throat and I look into her eyes. She has a smirk on her face and glances down at my crotch then back up at my face. I follow the path of her eyes and see that my dress pants have done absolutely nothing to help me out and my dick is pointing right at her. I turn around abruptly and adjust the beast.

Fucking hell, this is painful.

I turn back around and see she still has that smirk on her face. She knows exactly what she’s doing, but I have no idea why she’s doing it. She’s never worn something like this in front of us, and it makes me angry thinking that she might have worn it for someone else.

“Put some clothes on, I need to talk to you,” I spit at her. I’m not usually clipped like Luke, but I can’t look at her like this. She’s my stepsister and I need to remind us both of that.

“Logan, if you have something to say, just say it. I’m about to go to bed and I’m not changing just for a quick conversation.”

“Fine,” I mumble, as I try to look directly into her eyes and not at her tits.

She crosses her arms under her breasts but it only makes the shirt tighter and lifts her tits up for a better view. I can see the shirt has risen on her legs as well and her white cotton panties are showing.

I shut my eyes and shake my head a little. When I open them, Sarah is staring at me expectantly but I’m convinced she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“What did you want to talk about?”

I don’t know if I can remember my own name, let alone what I was going to talk to her about. I’m standing there trying to think, but all I want to do is kiss her beautiful lips and push against her body. I just want to feel her against me and forget everything.

“Logan,” she says and snaps her fingers in front of my face.

“Sorry. Yes, I wanted to talk to you. About tonight.” I take another breath and try to clear the fog from my head. “I’m sorry about how Luke acted tonight towards Sam. I didn’t see everything that happened but I know how harsh he can be sometimes. You know we love you and don’t want you to leave.”

“I get it, Logan, I really do. But it’s hard trying to have my own life while living and working together with you guys. I just think it’s too much. I don’t feel like I can be myself.”

I reach out because I need to touch her. We’ve always been quick to show comfort, so a simple touch feels natural. I run my hand down her arm and she leans into it.

“Sarah, it would devastate both of us if you moved out. Things have been a little rocky lately, but just give us time. Don’t make a rash decision about leaving us because of Luke’s temper.”

She looks up at me confused by my words. “I wouldn’t be leaving you, I would just move out and get my own place.”

I don’t know why I phrased it in that way, but if Sarah moves out it would feel like that. It hits me in the chest because that’s what I’m most afraid of – her leaving us. It would feel like she’d be abandoning us. I don’t know that Luke and I could make it together anymore if she left. Sarah is the glue that keeps our family together. The thought of her moving out breaks my heart.

I take a step closer to her and keep running my hand up and down her arm. I bring my other hand to her face and cup her cheek. I need her to understand why she can’t go.

“You know leaving this house would mean more than you just getting your own place.”

She looks up to my eyes and I feel her body shift closer, pressing against me. I don’t know how we’ve gotten into this position but it’s far more intimate than a brother and sister should be. We’re an affectionate family, so touching isn’t strange to us, but Sarah pressing against my erection is further than any of us have gone before.

“I know what it would do to me if I left, Logan.” She brings her hands up and rubs them across my chest. Something has suddenly shifted between us and the air is thick. My breathing speeds up and her hands move lower, teasing across my abs. I lean closer into her touch and dip my head down towards hers.

I feel her rise on her tiptoes to reach me, but I’m too tall for her lips to meet mine. In a moment of sheer impulse I move both my hands to her waist and pick her up, bringing her lips the rest of the way and crushing her body to mine. The second I touch my lips to hers, I’m lost to sensation. Her mouth immediately opens and my tongue can’t get inside her fast enough. I lick inside her mouth as she moans into mine. Her tongue runs across my bottom lip and I groan loudly into her mouth. She wraps her legs around my waist, and my dick lines up perfectly with her pussy. I can feel her heat through my pants and my body is a mass of need. I deepen our kiss and run my hands down to her ass, gripping a cheek in each hand roughly. We breathe each other in, and not a single thought is given to what we are doing. This is lust at its most basic and our bodies are doing all the talking.

“That’s enough!”

We both jerk our mouths apart and look down the hallway to see Luke standing there. His chest is rising and falling with deep, angry breaths and his fists are clenched at his sides. He’s livid, but I can’t tell if it’s because I’m kissing Sarah or because he wants to be the one doing the kissing.

Sarah and I realize the position we’re in and I slowly let go of her, allowing her to slide down my body so my erection rubs against her body on the way down. Once she’s free from my arms she takes a reluctant step back. She brings her hand to her lips and touches them like she is trying to remember what just happened. She looks like she’s savoring my taste on her lips and it does strange things to my ego.

I look back and forth between Luke and Sarah and I have nothing to say. I don’t know what we just did, but I know it felt perfect. It was the most gorgeous moment of my life, and Luke ruined it.

I start to speak when Luke barrels down the hall and blows past us. He doesn’t even look at us when he leaves us standing there. After a moment of shocked silence I hear the front door slam and his car peel out of the driveway. I look over at Sarah and she’s got tears in her eyes.

My instincts kick in and I pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her again. This time it’s only for comfort as I feel her start to shake from crying.

“Shhh. It’s okay, Sarah. He’ll be back and I’ll talk to him. Everything will be okay.” She nods her head in acknowledgement but squeezes me tighter.

I pull her face back and look into her eyes. “Hey, you okay with what just happened?”

CHAPTER 5 *Sarah*

Am I ok with what just happened? I’m not even sure what just happened. One minute I feel like I’m getting everything I ever wanted and the next I feel like I’ve taken a sucker punch.

“I’m not sure how I feel about it, Logan.” That’s the truth if I’m honest with myself. I’ve dreamed about kissing Logan for years; the reality is a lot different. I want it again – God, do I want it again – but the look on Luke’s face cut deep. I’m not sure if it was rage or disgust I saw there but it struck me to the core.

“Well, sweet little Sarah, I think it’s about time we all got real and stopped pussyfooting around what’s really going on.”

I’m a little taken aback by his words. Does he mean that he wants me or that they want me? I’m worried that if I say the wrong thing I could anger him. Would it make him mad to know I don’t just want him and that I want his brother too? Is he looking for it to just be him and me? Because I don’t think I can have it that way. Logan and Luke make up the perfect man. Logan is the light that offsets Luke’s darkness. While Luke is the strong silent protector, I believe he feels the deepest and loves the hardest. I always imagined in my fantasies that his touches would be hard and demanding while Logan’s would be soft and sweet, just like he is.