state park’s land was directly behind this property.
Jake watched Emma’s face as she peered out of the window. Now that he knew her history, he wondered what she thought of the view. Going back through the kitchen and out through the mud room, they walked into the back yard. Mature trees were all around and as well as the remnants of flower beds that had seen better days.
Jake was quiet, wanting to see what Emma’s thoughts were. He was surprised that the house was in as good a condition as it was. It definitely needed updating and some TLC, but it was well made. He stood for a minute in the back yard, imagining Emma there. He could see her coming out of the kitchen, chasing after their children, laughing in the sunshine.
Whoa…. Their children? Where did that thought come from?
He turned around and did not see her. Walking around the corner of the house, he still did not see her. Where did she go?
“Emma!” he shouted, looking back and forth.
“I’m here,” a distant voice cried.
“Where?”
“Up here.” she called out. Jake jerked his head up, toward a rickety old ladder that stood next to the chimney. The next thing he saw was Emma’s pixie face peering over the edge of the roof.
“This is great.” she exclaimed. “The roof and chimney look in good condition.”
Jake, trying to calm the racing of his heart, thundered, “What the hell are you doing up there? Woman, if you are not down here in two seconds, I’m coming up to get you and you’re not going to like it if I have to do that.” Even as he threatened, Jake eyed the dilapidated ladder, knowing it would never hold his weight. Well, she will never know that.
“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you get your big self up that ladder,” she laughed.
“Emma, you get down here right now.”
“Fine,” she huffed.
Emma swung her leg over the edge of the roof, carefully stepping on the first rung of the ladder. Swinging the rest of her body around, she began to descend. Jake stood at the bottom, holding the rickety ladder steady. The third rung snapped, and Emma legs shot out from under her. Holding on with just her hands, Emma screamed out. Jake’s heart pounded as he watched her flail.
“Baby, put your foot on the next one down – feel for it,” he yelled. Emma got her footing and scrambled down several more rungs. By then, Jake was able to reach up and grab her by her hips, swinging her off the ladder. He whirled her around, lifted her up in his huge arms, and pressed her back against the chimney.
Leaning in, his breath right against her mouth, he choked out, “Baby, you pull a stunt like that again, and I’ll take you over my knee before you can blink.”
Emma stared into his blue eyes, speechless. He looks like he wants to ….
Before she could finish the thought, Jake leaned in the rest of the way and took her mouth. His kiss was forceful, and she could feel his pounding heartbeat against her chest. He slanted his mouth, gaining better access, and she opened to him. Taking the invitation, he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue tangled with his in an erotic dance that left her breathless.
Emma’s breasts pressed up against his chest and he could feel their fullness, just longing for his hands. His dick stretched in his jeans and he wanted nothing more than to take her right where they were, but held himself back. He was experienced enough to know that she was lost in the kiss and he did not want her to have any regrets. Slowly, the kiss became less forceful and more of a slow exploration. Jake leaned back, looking at Emma’s kiss swollen lips.
“You got me, baby?” Jake asked, his breath mingling with hers.
Emma just stared at him wordlessly.
“Baby?” Jake said again.
Emma loved how he called her baby. “That better not be how you kiss your sister.”
Jake’s head snapped back, eyes wide open in surprise. “How I kiss my sister? What the hell does that mean?” he asked.
Emma realized that she spoke
Jake watched Emma’s face as she peered out of the window. Now that he knew her history, he wondered what she thought of the view. Going back through the kitchen and out through the mud room, they walked into the back yard. Mature trees were all around and as well as the remnants of flower beds that had seen better days.
Jake was quiet, wanting to see what Emma’s thoughts were. He was surprised that the house was in as good a condition as it was. It definitely needed updating and some TLC, but it was well made. He stood for a minute in the back yard, imagining Emma there. He could see her coming out of the kitchen, chasing after their children, laughing in the sunshine.
Whoa…. Their children? Where did that thought come from?
He turned around and did not see her. Walking around the corner of the house, he still did not see her. Where did she go?
“Emma!” he shouted, looking back and forth.
“I’m here,” a distant voice cried.
“Where?”
“Up here.” she called out. Jake jerked his head up, toward a rickety old ladder that stood next to the chimney. The next thing he saw was Emma’s pixie face peering over the edge of the roof.
“This is great.” she exclaimed. “The roof and chimney look in good condition.”
Jake, trying to calm the racing of his heart, thundered, “What the hell are you doing up there? Woman, if you are not down here in two seconds, I’m coming up to get you and you’re not going to like it if I have to do that.” Even as he threatened, Jake eyed the dilapidated ladder, knowing it would never hold his weight. Well, she will never know that.
“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you get your big self up that ladder,” she laughed.
“Emma, you get down here right now.”
“Fine,” she huffed.
Emma swung her leg over the edge of the roof, carefully stepping on the first rung of the ladder. Swinging the rest of her body around, she began to descend. Jake stood at the bottom, holding the rickety ladder steady. The third rung snapped, and Emma legs shot out from under her. Holding on with just her hands, Emma screamed out. Jake’s heart pounded as he watched her flail.
“Baby, put your foot on the next one down – feel for it,” he yelled. Emma got her footing and scrambled down several more rungs. By then, Jake was able to reach up and grab her by her hips, swinging her off the ladder. He whirled her around, lifted her up in his huge arms, and pressed her back against the chimney.
Leaning in, his breath right against her mouth, he choked out, “Baby, you pull a stunt like that again, and I’ll take you over my knee before you can blink.”
Emma stared into his blue eyes, speechless. He looks like he wants to ….
Before she could finish the thought, Jake leaned in the rest of the way and took her mouth. His kiss was forceful, and she could feel his pounding heartbeat against her chest. He slanted his mouth, gaining better access, and she opened to him. Taking the invitation, he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue tangled with his in an erotic dance that left her breathless.
Emma’s breasts pressed up against his chest and he could feel their fullness, just longing for his hands. His dick stretched in his jeans and he wanted nothing more than to take her right where they were, but held himself back. He was experienced enough to know that she was lost in the kiss and he did not want her to have any regrets. Slowly, the kiss became less forceful and more of a slow exploration. Jake leaned back, looking at Emma’s kiss swollen lips.
“You got me, baby?” Jake asked, his breath mingling with hers.
Emma just stared at him wordlessly.
“Baby?” Jake said again.
Emma loved how he called her baby. “That better not be how you kiss your sister.”
Jake’s head snapped back, eyes wide open in surprise. “How I kiss my sister? What the hell does that mean?” he asked.
Emma realized that she spoke
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