Coming Home

Sorry took so long for this chapter....plz review....all my characters

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When I woke up the next day Sean wasn’t in bed, figuring he was downstairs or in the shower I got out of bed and got dressed. When I got downstairs he wasn’t there and he wasn’t in the shower I wondered where he was. When I went back upstairs I realized his door was shut, I opened the door to my brother crying like a baby.
“Sean what’s wrong?” I asked him slowly walking over to him.
“Don’t come any closer, Please. Look don’t take this the wrong away but I can’t do this. I know what we did last night was wrong, and we can’t do it again.” He said putting his head in his hands again.
“Sean,” I said with tears in my eyes, “Please don’t leave me.”
Sean was immediately by my side “I’m not leaving you, I’m still your brother but I just can’t be anything else.” He said to me picking me up and letting me curl into his arms.
“I’m sorry I can’t deal with this right now.” I said getting up out of his arms. Every time someone came into my life they always walked out. I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me, he knew I was like this.
He jolted up and immediately wrapped me into his arms. “Chey, baby, please don’t get mad at me. I just don’t know what to do anymore and now with this, with us I’m more confused than ever.”
“Why do we have to figure it out? Why don’t we just leave it the way it is? I’m happy with it the way it is aren’t you?”
“Chey, you know I love you its just…” I cut him off by kissing him, I knew that would get him off track. He kissed me back with as much passion as he did the night before. His hands locked behind my back as mine did around his neck.
As we pulled back he said, “I think we can leave it the way it is. We can’t tell anyone about this though.” he was smiling in defeat.
“I know we can’t tell anyone that we are together that was obvious.” I said laughing like a manic. I couldn’t believe he said that. I swear I could just deck him some days.
I walked out swaying my hips teasing for the hell of it, just cause I could. He groaned and I heard rushed footsteps and suddenly his arms were around me and he was breathing in my ear. He spun me around to face me and kissed me hard and then his lips were gone.
“You are going to be the death of me!” he said slamming me between the wall and him. I was instantly taken into the kiss again, he was mesmerizing. I could feel him digging into my leg and I ground my hips into his. I thought he was going to go primal on my ass the way he groaned. I felt his hands on my ass pulling me up so I let him as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He picked me up off the wall and walked back to his room not once disconnecting our lips. He laid us both down him on top of me and I unwrapped my legs. My hands were scrapping up and down his back no doubt leaving marks. He removed my hands from his back and held them over my head. I had the feeling that I was going to see a whole new side of my brother today, one that I won’t have ever seen if we hadn’t crossed the line. I was excited and scared at the same time. I wasn’t scared of him hurting me but of exactly how kinky he was. The thought scared the shit out of me to a point of no end.
His lips left mine to attack my neck biting and sucking at any place his lips could reach. His lips continuing a down ward journey to my collarbone leaving red marks where they had once been. Just as he decided that my shirt was now a nuisance we heard a knock and the door opening.
“Dude where the hell are you?” I heard yelling from the foot of the steps. Sean jumped off me fixed his clothes so nothing was noticeable and went down stairs to meet up with Randy. As I fixed my shirt so that it looked like I had just gotten out of bed I walked downstairs.
“Hey Randy, what are you doing here?” I asked as I stretched teasing my brother and his best friend who’s eyes where roaming my body. Randy was a decent looking guy he was tall and muscular from being on the football team. He had short, brown hair that was usually buzzed but for some reason was longer lately and the most gorgeous green eyes. I knew that he had it in for me for awhile but because of how protective my brother was he didn’t stand a choice more so now that everything has happened. He was also the only one of the boys that ever knew about what went on with our mother.
“I take it she skipped out again?” Randy asked diverting his eyes from my body.
“Yea, yet again my mother has fucked my world to hell.” Sean replied sinking into the couch.
It was like ten and I knew the boys would be hungry so I headed to the kitchen to see what was left of the food.
“Hey boys what do you want for breakfast?” I asked searching the cupboard for any breakfast type food.
“I want pancakes please?” Randy yelled knowing very well I hated making pancakes.
“If you want pancakes get the hell out here and make your own. Boy you are enough to drive me nuts.” I said huffing around looking for the batter mix. Suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist and lift me up. I had no idea who was carrying me until we walked into the living room and I seen Randy sitting on the couch with a smirk on his face.
“PUT ME DOWN SEAN, if you want breakfast then you will put me down.” I said threatening him with food which he was a football player people, the man was always hungry.
“How about you just stay here and I’ll make breakfast.” he said handing my struggling form to Randy “Keep her for me please. Oh yeah touch her and I kill you.” My brother walked away chuckling knowing that Randy was having issues keeping a hold of me.
“Yeah, yeah I know the drill. Just make me food boy,” he looked down at me “will you quite struggling cause your not going to win.” he held me tighter to his body. I quite struggling after a bit and just rested into his lap getting comfortable. I knew even if I did win I would not win for long. I can not believe that they were doing this to me if he would just let me go I would sit next to him and allow my brother to cook. I didn’t have a problem letting him cook, but now they have to torture me.