Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Emma was pressed up against the wall, a defiant look in her eye. During their mad dash towards the door, she’d felt a hand on her elbow and then it yanked her away from her sister. She quickly found herself pinned against the wall and staring into the face of the Red-Headed prick.

“Let me the fuck go,” she said again.

“No,” ‘Dwayne’ said, reaching for her with his free hand, his other pinning her arms against the wall. He grabbed her waist and ran his hand upwards, groping her breasts.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

But Emma’s face was an iron mask, and her will was iron. “I’m gonna beat the fuck outta you if you don’t let me go.”

“No,” Dwayne said again.

“I’d do what she says,” said Matt, coming up behind him. “She’s got one hell of a right hook.”

Dwayne turned slowly and Emma took the break in his concentration to wrestle free and dash past him towards her brother and Matt.

Turning, Dwayne scowled as he saw Mike. “This your girlfriend?” he asked Mike, gesturing towards Matt.

“Take it outside guys,” said the nearest bouncer, parting his way through the crowd and pushing the crowd of guys and Emma outside.

Spilling outside, the group faced off again.

Danni, circled by Sarah, Beth, and Missy, was crying.

“There’s my bitch,” Dwayne said, spying Danni. “I was wondering what happened to you! You left in such a hurry the last time, I didn’t get to finish you off.”

Danni shivered and tried to stop crying.

“Say another word to her and I’ll fucking end you,” Mike said drawing a surprised look from Dwayne and his friends.

“You know, I’ve seen Mike beat wholesale ass before, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this fucking pissed,” said Matt honestly. “For real. You’d better watch your mouth.”

“All you had to do was leave us alone.” Mike said, raising his voice, “That’s all we wanted. I’ve beaten your ass twice now, outnumbered, both times. What the fuck is your problem?” his voice becoming a loud crack of thunder as he finished. It began to drizzle slightly.

Dwayne rubbing a hand through his red hair and grinning evilly, replied, “I just gotta have me another taste of one of your whores, the first one was so deli…” but that was all he got out.

Quicker than even Mike thought possible, Emma had darted from the side and punched him as hard as she could across the temple, staggering him as he steadied himself on one of his friends.

“DAAAAMN,” said the crowd gathering behind them. A few of them were laughing and pointing at Dwayne.

Mike smirked. “You know… I could just let her beat your ass,” as he looked over to Emma and saw Matt holding her back, her face flush with rage.

“L-Let’s go Dwayne,” one of his friends suggested, “before this gets out of hand.”

Dwayne ignored him but began to turn and head towards his vehicle. “I know where you live, fucker,” he called, to which Mike gave him the finger.

Finally, the guys got in their vehicles, Dwayne and friend sitting in his Camaro as the truck carrying the other three pulled out.

Mike, walking towards his truck with his sisters, was quiet, as was everyone else, save for Danni, whose sniffles permeated the drizzling rain. Turning, Mike took her in his arms and quietly walked with her to the car.

Matt waited beside Mike’s truck for him as he put his sisters in the car. Emma, electing to go with her brother, followed him back to his truck as Missy’s car pulled out and started ahead of them. He didn’t notice a red Camaro pull out behind them, and neither did the other two in the truck.

“We shoulda beat some ass,” Matt said.

“I don’t know where you were, but Emma did beat some ass,” Mike said.

Emma grinned and flexed and un-flexed her fingers, grimacing in pain. “That shit’s gonna hurt tomorrow. But damn it, it felt good though.”

“You knocked the fuck outta that princess,” Matt said. “I don’t think you’ve ever let me have it that hard.”

“No, but then you’ve never gotten me that pissed,” she said.

“Well, shit I’ll just have to start trying harder,” Matt said, drawing a punch in the arm, followed by a grimace of pain from Emma.

The rain began to come down harder, and Mike slowed down. Someone was following him pretty close, and seemed to want to pass. It was hard to see in the rain, so Mike took his foot off the accelerator for a second.

“I had fun, other than that shit,” Mike said.

“Yeah, it was a pretty good night,” Replied Matt, “Nearly got into two fights, got a little play, got to dance with some sexy women, and Beth let me grab her ass for two or three songs.”

The goofy grin on his face just caused Emma to shake her head in mock disgust.

The car behind him began to speed up and finally pulled alongside. Mike slowed down again and tried to let the car pass, but it stayed beside him. He glanced out the window and saw movement and then noticed the window was open.

“WATCH OUT!” screamed the voice, louder than he’d ever heard it.

There was a flash and a boom and immediately Mike’s truck shuddered. The shotgun had done its job and the Camaro sped up, moving towards Missy’s car in the distance. Mike fought to control his truck as Emma and Matt braced themselves.

“What the fuck just happened?” Matt yelled.

Mike’s truck struck an extra slick spot in the road and his remaining front tire lost traction before he could get stopped, causing his truck to turn sideways. The inertia forced it to tumble onto its side with a loud crash as Mike’s airbags deployed. He felt the truck flip over onto its roof and then further again, his own window smashing against the pavement. Mike fell into blackness. The truck picked up speed as it tumbled, finally slowing and grinding to a halt on its side.

The rain continued to fall and get heavier, the engine of his destroyed truck giving off popping noises as the rain struck hot metal and began to cool. Up ahead of him, a car turned around slowly and began to head back towards the wreck.

The rain continued its downpour.