The concealed desire in her depths

Aldrich

She was sitting alone at the balcony. She had been sitting there since she returned from school after her last lectures. I had seen her walk to and fro with a pen and then a paper where she stopped intermittently to scribble something before progressing with her pacing. I had no idea why she was pacing and what the pen and paper was doing in her hand, but I did not stop looking at her from my window. She was beautiful and she was seductive.

I knew what I was not supposed to do, I knew I didn't have any business getting sexually attracted to my step sister. I knew I was not supposed to want to have her.... maybe not as badly as I wanted to, but even with the knowledge, I still couldn't bring myself to dismiss what I felt for her.

From the moment our eyes had first met, I had known that I was going to have a hard time trying to stick to being just a step brother to Chelsea Engels. She was a stubborn, hot headed and incredibly sexy young woman with a passion that I suspected would match mine.

I saw the hunger in her eyes when I first stared into their depths. I saw the desire that clouded her eyes. I also saw the denial in her eyes. It was only three days since I moved in with mom and I was already in an emotional dilemma.

For the first time in my adult life, I wanted a girl that I had just met and it was not just any girl, it was my step sister.

I imagined the disappointment that would fill mom's eyes when she learned of how I felt for Chelsea Engels and I tried not to imagine what her father would say or do. It didn't matter what would go wrong. She was the girl I wanted to break my two years of celibacy with and I was yet to find a reason to not see her in the light which I already did.

When she had learned that I was taking the room right opposite hers, I had heard her complain to her father that she did not think I was in the right room, and she thought it would be great if I moved out to another room or if she did instead. But she had gone on to live in her room, because it was the room she had been living in since she was a child.

Maybe she felt my eyes following her and so she stopped suddenly and looked up at me. I smiled at her. She frowned and started to return into the house. I was right in time. I was at my door when she came into the house, heading to her room.

"Chel?"

I called softly. She turned to me and scowled.

"Don't call me that."

She snapped. I blinked.

"Why? What would you rather I call you? Miss Engels?"

She nodded.

"I'm glad you know just what is right."

She said sternly. I shook my head.

"I won't call you that. You are Chel, as long as I am concerned."

I insisted. She lifted a questioning brow.

"You don't get to decide what you should call me..I tell you what I want to be addressed as and you do just that."

She said in a tone of finality.

I drew closer to her and rested a hand on her doorknob when she looked like she would get in and slam the door in my face.

"It seems to me like you get all you want around here, Chel."

She was furious now and it was on her face.

I didn't back down. It was either she was listening to me or she had to make me stop. And of course, she could not make me stop. Not when I did not want to.

"You know, for the first time in your little life, Chel, you don't get to say how you want something to go. I will call you what I want to call you and that is it."

She was fuming now with the anger she was trying to keep under reins and I didn't care as long as I had made a point.

"You will not show up one day and come tell me how my life should run, you hear me, Aldrich Timber?", She asked.

I could have sworn that she was trembling now with anger, but like before, I didn't care.

"I don't know why you want so badly to convince yourself that you hate me, but I don't think you do."

"You bastard....I don't like you!", She snapped. I left the doorknob.

"You actually do like me. From the first time I saw you, I saw the lust in your eyes. You want me and I know it. But I don't know why you're fighting it, Chel. Let it go.", I said casually.

"This has to be the very last time you come to me with your folly, Aldrich Timber. Stay away from me for as long as you're here and I'll do my best to stay away from you too.", She said. She didn't look at me in the eyes. Maybe she was too furious, or maybe she was scared that I would see the attraction in the depths of her eyes and I would not take her seriously. But I held her chin in one hand and tilted her head up so that she was looking at me in the eyes now. I was right, she wanted me and it was right in her eyes, I didn't have to look too keenly.

"I'll do well to keep away from you as long as you keep my name away from your small mouth."

I said. She blinked and I felt her breathing become rapid.

"The next time you touch yourself, don't moan my name, don't let me be the object of your fantasy, Chelsea Engels."