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“Hi, honey.” Mom hugged me, keeping me tight in her warm arms.
“Hey, Mom!” I greeted her stiffly as if there was a neon arrow pointing towards my lower belly that said, “Ares was here”.
“I’d hoped to see the boys,” she let go of me and tilted her head as if they’d appear.
Guilt wrapped me in. They didn’t want to get acquainted with their newest stepmother. My Mom. The best parent in the entire world. And I didn’t have the decency to keep my legs shut and pummel some decency into the Volt brothers.
I pointed to my backpack, shaking off a dirty secret that I’d put on a loop in my mind. The bliss of having Ares was equally as much torture.
“Just a trip to the bathroom and I’m all set.”
She smiled. “Sure, honey.”
Rounding the corner to the lavatory, I bumped into his solid chest
“Nuh-uh. I knew you were going to try me. As always.” He looked down at me, silver eyes sparkling with mischief as he plopped his lower lip between his teeth. “Disappointing, Dita. Get your sweet ass out of here.”
He twirled me around and slapped my butt hard enough to leave an imprint.
I jumped, losing the tension in my sore muscles. He wasn’t playing fair.
“Fuck you, Ares.”
“Plenty of that when you come back. Now, do as I say.”
I harrumphed, marched out of here while I flipped him the bird, and left him with an aura of smugness.
* * *
I made it!
I clutched the tiling of the tiny bathroom in my grandfather’s outdated studio and finally relaxed. I’d felt aroused the entire car ride. Ares was doing things to me. Naughty, dirty things. Things I didn’t want to analyze because it made my heart pitter-patter.
Mom knocked on the door, concerned as to why I’d been restless the entire drive here. “Are you alright in there?”
“Yup.” I smiled. If she could see me now, she’d probably watch the pink crawl up my cheeks.
I heard her hover, her bare feet sticking to the linoleum until she padded away from the bathroom.
I pulled my phone out of my purse and coated my fingers with what was left of Ares. I slipped my finger between my folds, taking a picture of the creamy white stuff I dusted on my lips first, and shot him a picture as I pretended to lick it off. Then took a pee and finally cleaned myself off.
Two could play at this game.
Ares: Fucking hell, D
Giddy, I washed my hands and heard the buzz of another incoming text.
Oh, shit.
As always, he needed to have the last word. Or in this case, a picture of his thick, hard shaft in his hand and a vivid image of how he was going to treat it.
Me: Game well played, Volt.
Ares: 9 p.m.
Me: What’s going to happen then?
Ares: Phone sex. I hope those bedroom walls of yours are sound proof.
