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I smirked.
Me: Fuck, when did you guys get to be so goddamn lame?
Royal: You call it lame. I call it growing the fuck up. December handed me my ass last time she got a hold of my phone. She’d been playing Candy Crush or some shit, then you start sending me titties and shit. I don’t need them, bro. I got the real thing. *grin emoji*
LJ: Yeah, no titties, man.
Me: Okay, Jesus. No goddamn tits.
I snapped a pick of the beach to my left. We’d been driving for a little while, and it seemed my new campus might be directly off the coast. I sent it to my boys.
Me: Paradise.
LJ: I’ll say. And who’s the girl, bro? *wink emoji*
What the fuck?
I clicked the photo I sent, immediately noticing my error.
Cleo had her hand on the wheel in the photo, and though I’d snapped the shot of the beach behind her, I caught a perfect angle of her glow. The sun glistened behind her like she was a goddamn Disney princess.
I dragged my gaze up, and she was looking at me, a long but shy stare.
A blink and her lashes shifted back to the road, but not fast enough.
I snapped another picture of her, on purpose this time. I send it to my friends with the text, “My fucking stepsister *eye lift emoji*,” before sitting back.
“Why did you do that?”
I didn’t glance over at her, angling my arm out the window. “Call it commemorating the moment.” I swung my gaze to her, and her mouth parted. I tipped my chin. “Your mouth was hanging open just right. Wanted to let my buddies know what I was going to have around my cock later.”
I stamped my legs out for emphasis, instantly hard when she gazed right between them. I expected her to tell me off, which she did when she mumbled, “In your dreams,” before placing her gaze back to the road. What I hadn’t expected was for her to bite her little lip.
Goddamn.
Images immediately in my head, that perfect fucking mouth giving me head while she worked my balls, and right away, the asshole in my jeans took note. I thought I’d literally bust a nut through my fly, my cock steel. My phone buzzed in the next moment, and I picked it up, pretending I didn’t notice her little mouth action a minute ago.
Knight: That’s your stepsister? Holy fuck, man. What you gonna do?
Royal: Right. WTF?
LJ: Be careful.
I hadn’t expected this reaction from my friends.
And then that last text….
LJ’s “be careful” I didn’t get and when I started to text back, the car slowed again. Pretty Pretty Princess navigated her old-ass station wa
gon off to the side of the road by the guard rails with views of the beach.
I sat up, the girl unstrapping. She got out of the car, like completely out, then snapped the door shut behind her.
My eyes twitched wide.
What the fuck’s she doing?
I unstrapped.
