I closed the door and locked it behind me, feeling the ache that was suddenly tormenting my body. ‘Oh my god,’ I chided myself harshly, ‘You are not going to sleep with your stepbrother.’
I knew it was wrong on so many levels, but at the same time, it wasn’t exactly like we’d grown up under the same roof. Still, there was no way in hell I was going to give in. I kicked my shoes off and stared into the little mirror vanity. Honestly, I wasn’t sure why he looked at me the way he did. Sure, I was pretty enough, with soft blonde hair and a creamy white complexion. But I had curves and imperfections and I was anything but perfect. He, on the other hand was the sort of guy that had probably never heard the words no or stop—he was the kind of guy that lived only in fantasies.
I traced my hands down my chest and unbuttoned the top few buttons and stared at the heavy curve of my cleavage. I let my fingers slide further down and brushed my sex innocently. ‘Bad girl,” I screamed at myself, but unconvincingly at best. I threw myself down on the bed and worked circles into the hot moist flesh that ached so deliciously. ‘Why does it have to be you?’ I groaned aloud, ‘Anyone else, I could want anyone else.’
My body twitched and bucked against the whip of my little fingers.
“Mmm-mm,” I whimpered nearly inaudibly as my fingers slid beneath my panties and slowly drilled into my sex.
I closed my eyes, picturing myself in his arms. I wondered what sort of a lover he was. Would he be the sort who wanted to be on top? Or would he lay back and stare up at me while I did the work? Would he be gentle and soft? Or would he pound it hard and make me scream? I preferred the latter, the though of his muscular arms and chest flashing through my mind and making me quiver with lust. My body was so close now, my fingers working a furious rhythm as my body grew tense and desperate.
“Bzzz, bzzz.” My cell suddenly came to life.
DOMINIC:
“Hey… Come over.”
I rolled my eyes. Good god, he isn’t going to give up is he?
JENNA:
“I’m busy.”
I slid my fingers back to my sex.
“Bzzz, bzzz.”
DOMINIC:
“I can SEE that… The problem is, your mirror is covering most of my view.”
I threw the phone down as a tight knot formed in my belly. ‘God no,’ I thought, trying to stay calm, hoping that he was just messing with me. I got up and went to the wall, pulling the mirror forward and there, plain as day was a tiny nail hole.
“Oh my god you pig!” I cried out, slamming the mirror back into place and shoving the dresser in front of the hole.
I couldn’t believe it, I had been home for almost two weeks. Had he really been watching me this entire time? Spying on me like some sort of peeping tom? I shook with anger.
“Bzzz, bzzz.” I picked up the phone, still shaking.
DOMINIC:
“Image uploading…”
I stared at the telephone as the little clock spun to the progression of the image.
‘Oh no…’ I thought with both dread and anger. ‘That little shit better not have taken photos,’ I’ll kill hi….holy shit.’
My jaw dropped as I stared at the image that had suddenly populated. It was Dominic’s face staring back at me. My eyes slowly moved down the image. His bare shoulders, his tatted arms, toned stomach and… I let out a gasp. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, I couldn’t breathe, it was as if I had suddenly been hypnotized. My sex was throbbing hard again.
“Bzzz, Bzzz.” My gaze was still locked on the monster cock when the screen changed
NEW MESSAGE
I shook my head, taking in a deep breath. What the hell was he honestly trying to do? And why didn’t I want him to stop?
DOMINIC:
“Come over…”
I shook my head, throwing the phone aside. Biting my nails I sat there nervously. I couldn’t believe that any of this had just happened, but the image of his cock was burned into my mind and oh lord… I shivered hard. I grabbed my jacket and purse. I had to get the hell out of here, before I did something I would surely regret.
I pulled open my door and rushed into the hall only to run smack dab into his hard, immovable, frame. I stared at him, a mix of fury and shock. He was wearing his green sweat pants and had a bare, gorgeous, chest.
Averting my eyes I pushed past him and ran out the door. If there was one thing I wasn’t good at, it was confrontation. I needed a calm head, and body, to handle this.
I hadn’t made it a block when my telephone buzzed. I dug into my purse with irritation. Couldn’t he just leave me alone? Why was he tormenting me?
DOMINIC:
“I’d rather have the real thing…”
It said, and as I scrolled down I saw another, close up I image of hic cock, swollen and hard in his hand.
JENNA:
“Oh my god, I am going to show this to mom and dad.”
DOMINIC:
“Then I’ll show them this.”
I stared in horror as the image of me, tracing down my bare breasts stared back at me. He’d been watching and sure enough he’d taken photos. I thought I was angry, furious even. I spun the car around and floored it back to the driveway. He was lucky mom and dad were gone, because I was going to lay into him like never before.
I went up stairs and knocked on his door, only to find it empty. Just then the bathroom door opened behind me, and out walked Dominic wearing nothing but a little white hand towel.
“Who the hell do you think you are you?” I yelled. “You’ve totally invaded my privacy.”
Dominic grinned wolfishly. “Sure, I did, but you wanted it.”
“I wanted no such thing.” I said firmly, trying my best to sound mature and convincing.
“Then why’d you leave these in my bedroom?” He walked past me and pulled a pair of lacy panties from the nightstand beside his bed.
My cheeks turned instantly red as I recognized the pair. They were the ones I’d been wearing when I… He’d been out of town and I’d snuck into his bedroom to watch a movie on his big screen.
“I didn’t leave those in there,” I lied.
He stared at me incredulously. “Right…”
“Move,” I shrieked, but his arm shot out and blocked my exit stopping me.
“Why fight what we both want?”
Dominic took a step forward and looked down at me gently. Very, very slowly, his hands slid around my waist. An intense heat seemed to radiate from the traces left by his fingertips. His hands slowly traced down the small of my back and cupped my ass hard.
My sex pulsed hard, his chest now pressed against me as his hands slid beneath my thighs. He lifted me effortlessly. His body was strong and could handle my curves. I gasped as he pulled my legs around his waist, his lips just inches from mine, and his sex… Oh god his sex…
I could feel my heart pounding now, a mix of lust, shame, and undeniable pleasure.
“Tell me you don’t want it sis.” He breathed, his lips only millimeters from my own, his sex hard and hot pressed between my thighs.
I should have screamed, ran, fought, but my wanton body wouldn’t comply with reasoning. My sex ached with desire, my nipples tightened with expectation, and my chest heaved with heavy, needful breaths.
Dominic pressed the door to his room open with one hand, carrying me inside. He pressed me to the door, closing it behind us, and his hand slid beneath my skirt as his lips pressed hot and hungry against mine.