I never thought I’d find myself getting moist from the thought of my step-brother but here I am. I don’t know what it is but the thought of his body makes me quiver. I don’t know if he’s doing it on purpose but I don’t know how much longer I can take watching him from afar before I finally pounce.
It’s almost 3 o’clock so he’ll be home from class soon. Bradley was an accounting major and he had classes every tuesday and thursday. I’m always being pressured to go to college as well but it’s not really my thing. What my family doesn’t know is that i’ve been saving up money that i’ve earned from my…well, lets just call it my “online naughty business.”
I decide i’m hungry so I walk over to the refrigerator to find a quick snack. That is when I heard the front door open and I already knew who it was from the overwhelming smell of coconut. I quickly slammed the fridge door and tried to make my escape. But to no prevail.
“Leaving so soon?” I heard Bradley question as I froze in place. I tried to relax my body so I wouldn’t appear nervous and just prepared myself for his interrogation.
“I’m sorry but the soup kitchen is closed. Maybe there’s a food bank down the street you can try.” I say sarcastically and I could see the corners of Bradley’s lips twitch as he held back a smile. That is when I saw him pull his bottom lip in between his teeth and bit it slowly as he took a small step towards me. I instantly took a deep breath and all I smelled was him.
“What if i’m hungry for something else?” He half whispered and I couldn’t help but take a deeper breath. Bradley starting taking small steps towards me and everytime I would take a step back. It wasn’t until I hit the wall behind me that I couldn’t walk any further and I was trapped. This is when Bradley decided to stop walking towards me as well and his piercing emerald eyes were burning into mine. I knew I needed to respond. And quickly. But I had no idea what to say.
“I-I can make you a sandwich?” What the fuck? Did I just offer to make him a sandwitch?
Bradley chuckled and finally broke eyesight. I was finally able to let out the breath I was holding and squeezed out between him and the wall. I watched in the corner of my eye as Bradley sat at the barstool connecting to the island while I made my way to the fridge.
“Ham and cheese, okay?” I offered and Bradley smirked. I couldn’t help but bit my lip in response and his eyebrow slightly rose in interest.
“Perfect. But cut the crust off, yeah?” He said nonchalatently before taking his backpack off his back and setting it on the counter. Huh, i guess I was so worked up before that I didn’t notice his bag.
“Yes, sir.” I said sarcastically while digging in the fridge for the ham. I may be imagining things but I swear I heard Bradley growl when I just said that.
I finally found what I was looking for and when I turned around I found Bradley staring at me intentionally. His eyes were burning through me and I could feel the fire under his eyes. I didn’t know how to move in that moment and all I wanted was for him to bend me over this counter.
I gathered my things and went to make his sandwich. A sandwich was the last thing I wanted him to eat right now but I guess he doesn’t want a taste.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oxk1b0/opinions_on_the_start_of_my_new_erotica_just_the
It’s a great start! Definitely building anticipation. If possible, paint a picture of the characters. I can’t quite picture either of them yet. But I’m very intrigued by the backpack and what’s in it, and am definitely wondering where this will lead to.