My stepbrother

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Mom grounded me for a week because of my little outburst at the dinner table, which made me incredibly happy because I didn't have to spend the entire week avoiding my hot stepbrother. I did pass the time harnessing my overwhelming lust for him on Benny, my vibrator. I spent the last several nights having climax after climax imagining myself riding Zayne's dick. I’m hoping the next time I see him; he won't have any effect on me.

 "Maija." I lift my eyes when the object of my lust enters my room shirtless in gray jogging pants. I bite my lip while my eyes wander over his chiseled abs that are so well-defined that I have a strong desire to climb them. Clenching my thighs together, my eyes slip down to his bulge, his huge bulge. I lick my lips as the lust I unleashed upon poor Benny returns with a vengeance from a single look. Damn,

I have it bad. We stare at each other for a moment before I force my mouth open. 

"Hi, Zayne," I finally manage to say. Peeling my eyes away from his shaft, I shift them back to the page I'm reading, attempting to act natural as if my panties are not soaking wet right now.

  "What are you reading?" Shivers run through my body because his voice sounds very close. Heat builds in my body as I shift my eyes to the place his voice is coming from. My breath catches as my eyes meet his abs as he stands by my bed. Fuckk. Inhaling slowly as my nipples harden, I realize I need him to leave right now so I can plunge Benny deep into me and satisfy my pulsing vulva. 

reply, hoping I

stops for a second and then starts beating rapidly. Is he asking me out? He does know that he is my stepbrother. I mean, I want to jump his bones too, but I am prepared to use Benny in his place and wait out the marriage. I'm sure it will not last a year. Sorry

trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found

He doesn't respond but continues to laugh,

This isn't showtime at the Apollo." He

ask me out. Why else would you be here asking me to go to the movies? The image of my meddling mother flashes in my mind. She probably put him up to it.  I groan internally, wishing the ground will swallow me up; I really accused him of trying to ask me out. Yikes, I

you asked to go to the

Did I misread the situation that night when we moved in? I thought he

"I.." 

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