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Dita shivered.
I see. Stepsis loved deranged, demented affection from her unbalanced stepbrother.
Noted.
She rotated, walked backwards to the couch with me in tow. She sat down onto the armrest. Still standing, our difference in height and stance definitely didn’t not make me imagine my dick in her mouth again.
What would be even better would be to push her over it, spread her legs and royally taste that fine pussy.
Fuck me.
I slapped my hand in front of my face and rubbed away the indecision. My other hand was still in hers and probably pinched it a little too tight.
What was I going to do?
Dita wanted my cock; I knew as much. Ride on it or sail along or whatever. Anything was on offer, really. But this thing—having her naked and serving that fact on a platter to Volt senior—didn’t go according to plan.
I hated this. This…heartbeat she found along her way. My heartbeat. And it sounded louder than ever. I thought it had been buried alive after Mia Zakharov went down and dirty with my dad.
But here we were—a surprise revival and yet another chance to get it squashed.
It was worse when she sounded so small.
“Why not encourage me to spend more time with you? Maybe if you went through the trouble of getting to know me better instead of—what are you doing?”
“What?”
“You’re pulling a face.”
“I am?” And she could see it in the dark?
She giggled. The sound sweeter than honey. “Yeah. It’s all twisted and—"
“Like my soul?”
“Probably,” she concurred playfully and then started over. “I’ve been open to getting to know you better.”
“Yeah, literally. With my fingers inside your pussy.”
Heat crept on top of my ears. It was just once. Also, semi-forced, if I recall correctly. But who was she to judge? Apparently, these hands weren’t mine anymore when she was near.
“Yeah, about that.” She gently peeled off my fingers, creating space between us. It felt cold. My internal thermostat had been steadily rising toward a healthy temperature, and now she’d switched it off again.
“What about it?”
“The creepy stalk-Dita-in-her-sleep-thing.”
I scratched my chin. “Cute at day, sicko at night?”
If it wasn’t so dark, I swear she just rolled her eyes. “For real, Ares. Hit me with the truth.”
Uh…no. Never the truth.
I rocked on the balls of my feet and rolled my shoulders. I was going to need to stick with the plan or throw a different tactic. Getting her in my bed wasn’t working. I’d quickly discovered that. She thought I was a creep. Not exactly unwarranted.
I shuddered. I had to appear to get her wet and horny for me. Alas, it was a bit harder to reach my goal.
Right, then… Off to work.
