Stranded with My Stepbrother Chapter 42: Fighting the Good Fight

-Caleb-

“Baby, I’m here. I’m right here,” I told Jacey as we entered the district attorney’s office.

It had been a few days, and I’d slept blissfully well, but Jacey had tossed and turned, still unsure about accusing her father of assault.

When the district attorney called us, Jacey was already a wreck. So there was no way I was letting her go alone.

We were shown to a small office where a young attorney was sitting.

“Jacey. Caleb,” the attorney said. “My name is Nathan Kirby. I’m handling the case against your father. Please, sit.”

Jacey and I sat down.

“Now, the way I see it, things are pretty cut and dried. We have the evidence of the assault that we need. I don’t even see this going to trial. Your father would be smart to take a plea,” Nathan went on.

“What sort of plea?” I asked.

“We’re offering community service. It’s his first offense,” Nathan explained.

I frowned. “Community… service…?”

“I know it doesn’t seem like a lot,” Nathan said.

“It seems like a slap on the wrist,” I argued.

“He still gets an assault charge on his record. And I have the restraining order here for you to sign.” Nathan pulled out some papers.

I looked at Jacey, who was now pale and staring at the papers, wringing her hands in her lap.

“Will social services keep an eye on the situation once the baby is born?” I asked.

“For a while. If they don’t find any reason to keep following up, they’ll stop,” Nathan answered with a wince.

I supposed my expression was just as thunderous as I felt. “This is bullshit.”

“Does it even matter if I press charges, then?” Jacey whispered.

“It will matter more if he repeats his offense.” Nathan spread his hands helplessly. “There is only so much the law can do.”

I shook my head. “This is such bullshit.”

“I want to drop the charges,” Jacey said.

My eyes widened, and I looked at Jacey. She wouldn’t look at me.

Nathan smiled. “It is nice when families can just work things out together.”

“But I’m signing the restraining order,” Jacey corrected him.

“Oh. Well, here it is.” Nathan slid the papers across the desk.

I put my hand over Jacey’s pale ones. “Jacey, is this what you really want?”

Jacey nodded. “Yes.”

“Baby, look at me.” Jacey finally glanced up, her eyes shimmering with tears.

“Are you disappointed?” she asked softly.

“Oh, baby, no. No. You should do what you think is right. I’ll support any decision you make,” I replied, squeezing her clenched hands.

Jacey gave me a watery smile then brought one hand up to sign the restraining order.

“There. That’s done. I’ll make sure this gets filed with the court,” Nathan said. He smiled at us. “Thank you for coming in.”

I had a feeling the asshole had wanted us to come in just so that Jacey would drop the case, and he’d have one less thing he had to deal with. But I didn’t say anything. I stood with Jacey and took her hand in mine and stalked out of the attorney’s office.

“You are mad,” Jacey murmured as I walked double-time to get out of the building.

“Hmm? Oh, baby, not at you. At that dickhead we just met with. I can’t believe how stupid the whole thing is. Law my ass,” I grumbled.

“It was a bit… disappointing,” Jacey admitted.

I put an arm around her and tucked her into my side as we walked. “I’m sorry, baby.”

“Not your fault.” Jacey kissed my jawline. “At least now we can go back to Will’s and forget all of this.”

“Good point,” I said. “I’ll–” I stopped, feeling as though we were being watched. I turned, then pushed Jacey protectively behind me.

“Caleb, I want to talk with my daughter,” Hank demanded, standing with my mother outside a car that had just come up and parked behind us.

“You’re going to get towed. Better head off,” I said icily.

Hank ignored me. “Jacey, please. Drop the charges…”

“She did. Now scram,” I interrupted.

Jacey put a calming hand on my back and peeked her head around my arm. “Dad, I’ve filed a restraining order against you. You can’t be this close to me.”

Hank looked pained. “Restraining order? But you’re my daughter…”

“Should have thought of that before you split open her cheek,” I snapped.

“That never should have happened. I’m sorry. I got completely the wrong idea, I…” Hank started to approach us.

I moved backward, making Jacey step back as well.

“We got a problem here?” Will asked, popping up next to me.

“Yeah,” I said. “That’s Hank.”

“The wife-beater?” Will asked.

Hank puffed out his chest. “I would never beat my wife!”

“Oh, yeah, just your daughter. Sorry, I got confused,” Will snorted.

Hank deflated. “I’m sorry. I am. Please, both of you, come home.”

“No,” Jacey replied softly behind me.

“What?” Hank asked.

“She said ‘no,’ now step off!” I shouted.

Hank’s face fell. “I just… I want us to be a family.”

“I can’t, Dad. I can’t right now. I can hardly look at you,” Jacey said. “Please… just… leave us alone.”

My mother walked up to Hank and put a hand on his shoulder. “Let’s go home, love. They’re just not ready today.”

“Okay.” Hank trudged back toward his car. “I’ll… I’ll try again later.” He got in and so did my mother.

Will waved at them sarcastically as they drove away. “All right, let’s blow this popcicle stand.”

Jacey smiled, and I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Yeah. Let’s.”

***

Will’s pool was more like a grotto with a hidden cave behind a small waterfall feature that had nice mood lighting.

I privately had a word with Will, and he let us have the pool all to ourselves. But still, I wasn’t going to fuck Jacey in open daylight.

So I coaxed her into the snug little haven.

“Caleb, why do you want to go in there when we have the whole pool to swim in?” Jacey asked me, wrinkling her nose as the waterfall feature doused her beautiful black hair.

It also doused her bikini top, making her nipples stand out prettily against the wet fabric. “Mhm,” I said absently.

“Caleb!” Jacey swatted me. “What are we doing back here?”

“This.” I fused my lips to hers.

Jacey squeaked then clung to my shoulders as I licked her lips and found entry to her mouth.

When we came up for air, Jacey gasped, “Caleb, we can’t! What if someone sees?”

“No one can see in here. And I told Will to keep the pool off limits,” I replied.

Jacey blushed in the low light. “You want to do it in here?”

“There, now we’re on the same page.” I kissed her again.

Jacey hesitated then her hand descended into the waistband of my swim shorts to grip my cock.

“That’s my girl,” I murmured, hard and ready before she even started stroking. I pulled the strings of her bikini top, and it fell away, revealing creamy skin and peaked rose nipples.

“Oh, baby, what you do to me,” I murmured. I moved the thin strip of her bikini bottoms aside to push two fingers into her ready entrance.

“What do I do to you?” Jacey whispered, grinding down on my hand.

“Fuck, baby, you make me weak at the knees.” I moaned as Jacey and I took care of each other. I finished in my shorts while Jacey cried out and came around my fingers.

I pulled Jacey into my lap, shoving my shorts down and holding her bikini bottoms aside so I could spear her on my dick. Jacey gasped and put her arms around my neck. She started to ride me without prompting.

“Baby, you’re so good to me. Yeah, just like that. Juuust like that.” I buried my face in her beautiful breasts while I helped her ease up and down on me with my hands on her hips.

Jacey pulled my head up for a kiss, and I devoured her mouth like I devoured her body. I was ravenous.

“You’re so big today,” Jacey panted, throwing her head back as I started bringing her body down for deep, sharp thrusts.

Yeah, my baby was tight around my dick. I didn’t know if I was bigger or she was just a little tighter today. Maybe from stress? At any rate, neither of us were complaining as Jacey bounced up and down on my cock, and her breasts slapped me in the face.

“Come for me, baby. Show me you like my big dick,” I murmured, keeping up the punishing pace.

With a sob of pleasure, Jacey clung to me and came, milking my dick vigorously.

“Yeah… baby… yeah… take it all…” I groaned, holding her hips flush to mine so I was buried as deep as I could go.

Jacey took it, every drop. She held onto me until the very last twitch of my dick. Then she sagged against my chest.

“Oh, no, baby. We’re not done yet,” I said, stroking her wet hair. “Fuck me, you’re so tight I could cum again without moving a muscle.”

Jacey gave me a tired smile. “But you don’t like to cum without me.”

“True.” I fondled her breast. “I start a new job tomorrow. And then I’ll be able to apply for an apartment.”

“A studio,” Jacey said.

“I can afford a one-bedro-” I began.

Jacey shook her head emphatically. “A studio. I want us both to save as much money as we can.” Then she blinked. “Oh. I need a job, too!”

I wanted to argue with her, but I couldn’t. She was right. It would be best if we both had jobs.

“We also need to start looking at scholarships,” I said. “Damn, this is not going to be the smoothest of adventures, baby.”

Jacey stroked my chest, skimming a palm over my nipple. “We’ve had adventures that haven’t gone so well before. At least this one won’t involve a gun.”

“I hope not. I still don’t know if Mom’s told your dad about us,” I pointed out.

“He saw me kiss you on the street…” Jacey said.

“He saw you basically kiss my cheek,” I responded. “That’s not exactly… proof positive of a relationship other than brother and sister.”

Jacey gave me a wicked smile. “Would you ever do this with your sister?” She swiveled her hips.

I groaned. “No. So thank God we’re not related.” I kissed her, squeezing the breast I’d been fondling.

She giggled against my lips. “I’m glad it was you, Caleb. I always wanted it to be you.”

“It’s always going to be me. No other man is ever, ever, going to fuck you ever. Ever,” I said possessively.

“Oh, are you going to fuck me?” Jacey teased.

I growled and pressed her up against the cave wall. “Until you can’t remember your own name.”

“Good,” Jacey grinned and kissed me again.