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Like clockwork, a cup of vodka tonic was handed to me because why not? A girl was immediately at my side, ready to do anything I wished. They knew me. Knew what I liked. Was it disturbing how everyone fell over themselves to get my attention? Probably, but I wasn’t complaining.
Honey blonde with D-cups gazed up at me with her wide blue eyes, waiting with bated breath to know how she could please me. I thought she was a junior. I also thought her name might be Amber, but I wasn’t certain. She wore a micro mini skirt and a cropped tank top that left nothing to the imagination of how generously endowed she was in the chest department. “Do you want to go upstairs?” she asked in a breathy voice.
“No.” Why I didn’t say yes and get on with this was beyond me. Maybe I wasn’t that desperate.
“We can stay down here. I can blow you if you’d like.” She reached for my belt, and I drew my hand over hers, stopping her. Jesus, the girl was willing to get on her knees and suck my dick. In front of a crowd. I should’ve had a rush of adrenaline, knowing that anything I wanted was here for the taking. However, it only made me feel worse. It was kind of depressing, and I wasn’t one to be down in the fucking dumps on my graduation night. I also realized I wasn’t even tempted to reconsider. Nor was there anything exhilarating at all.
“Not tonight, Amber.” I gave a parting smile as I moved around her.
“It’s Abby. My name is Abby,” she called out behind me.
I inwardly cringed, feeling like a moron, and gave her an apologetic nod.
Needless to say, I spent the rest of the evening drinking myself into a stupor, trying to get the vision of chocolate brown eyes and inky black hair out of my head, but my mind was ruthless about not letting me forget. And it seemed the more I drank, the more ever present she was in my mind.The world is your oyster. I replayed her teasing words in my head, imagining her hovering over me in her princess dress, with the swell of her perky tits tempting me into sin. I scraped a hand over my face, willing myself to forget. Burn those thoughts.
Next thing I remembered, I woke up in a lounger, hearing the annoying tweets of birds. It was still dark, and it registered I was still at Mike’s house in his backyard. My head pounded in a dull ache, but I would never acknowledge it. I didn’t get hangovers.
By the time I made it home, the sky was a dark grayish-blue, signaling dawn was near. I slipped inside the foyer, and the house was silent, and would be for the next few hours, as I trudged up the stairs. When I approached my room, I heard a soft moan across the hall, and the creak of a body shifting on a mattress. My hand paused at the handle of my door, and like an unwanted force commanded me, I turned and went to her door.
Against my better judgment, I slowly opened her door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Her steady breathing mixed in with the pulsing in my veins. This was wrong, so wrong for me to be in here.Why? You’re just checking to make sure she’s okay. Obviously, she was, but I took the remaining steps to her bed until I stood over her.Just needed to take a closer look to make certain. My eyes had adjusted to the very faint light in the room from the first signs of daylight filtering through her bay windows. My heart thrummed harder as I stared down at her as if in some kind of stupor.
Sorina’s lashes fanned her cheeks as she slept soundly. She was splayed on her back in an oversized tank top, and one of the straps had slipped down her arm. The material bared half her tit, and I could see the dark outline of her areola. My cock grew so hard, to the point of misery. Misery because I’d never felt this consuming obsession in my life and knew I could do nothing about it. The truth was staring me in the face, wrapped in a platter of dark hair, smooth skin, and a tight, athletic body with curves in all the right places. I wanted to fuck this girl who I was supposed to protect like a sister.
I should’ve walked out, but my feet wouldn’t move. Just one touch. One touch wasn’t a crime; I reasoned with myself. I fucking pleaded with myself for some reason. On impulse, I reached out and lightly drew my finger over the hem of her shirt and pulled it down further until her full breast was exposed. My hand shook as I lingered over her nipple for several moments until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I needed to touch her, or I would die.
I circled the pigmented skin around her nipple and then rolled the bud between my thumb and finger. She sighed in her sleep, and I paused, so consumed I didn’t consider what I’d do if she woke up. However, her eyes were closed, and she shifted her hand, dragging down the sheets until her fingers covered the front of her panties, and fuck me. I ran my other hand over the flap of my pants, gripping my erection. Squeezing hard, trying to extract pain. Trying to kill this urge…but it didn’t.
Her breathing eventually evened out as she slept. I continued to touch her nipple until it hardened into a bead. My other palm stroked the outline of my cock up and down, and my head fell to the side, watching her as I gave in to my primal desire. I wanted more, needed more. Unable to stop myself, I bent down and took her nipple in my mouth and sucked gently. Just the brief taste of her was enough to set me on fire. She stirred beneath me, and I held still, closing my eyes briefly, feeling like a creeper invading her privacy. I had to stop before I couldn’t.
I drew her nipple in my mouth once more before letting it slide from my lips. My head throbbed along with my dick, and guilt began to settle in my chest. What in the hell was I doing? Rising slowly, I stared down at her as if she were something so precious, I couldn’t look away. I gave in to allowing myself to watch her one last time. I itched to touch her again, replace her hand that now covered her cunt with mine, and see if she was wet. Drive my fingers deep inside her. Make her drip for me. Make her scream my name as I drove her over the edge.
I clenched my jaw and forced myself to leave her room. I stripped out of my clothes and fell into bed. Angry. Hating myself for almost taking full advantage of her. But it didn’t stop me from pulling out my cock and stroking furiously until I groaned, reaching my brink, and ropes of cum jettisoned all over my stomach.
When I came down from my high, I swore to myself I would never do this again. Never allow myself to fall into temptation. I would be out of here in a few days, anyway. But that wouldn’t stop me from keeping others from her. Although I’d be at Hillside, I still had pull at our high school, and if anyone touched her, they would find out the error of their ways.
Sorina
—Age Twenty
My heart raced with nerves as I saw a table of people watching me. But only one set of eyes commanded my attention. Not in a good way. His dark gaze was intimidating, and if a glare could burn, then my skin would be singed.
I drew up my courage. “Hello, darling brother,” I said, and pasted a smile on my face. His jaw clenched.
“Damn, that’s your sister?” The guy who’d noticed me first spoke. He was handsome, and amusement laced his voice. “You didn’t tell me you had a sister who looked like that.”
Dmitri’s face grew darker. “No, she is not.” Then, he bit out slowly, “What are you doing here, Sorina?”
“Cheer camp.” I thrust up an arm as if I had an imaginary pompom. “Go Hillside!”
My voice seemed to carry in the air, and then silence set in. Uncomfortable silence, as I could still feel the group’s eyes pinging between myself and Dmitri.
Finally, tall, dark, and handsome stood up with a dimple accentuating his smile. “Well, I guess I’ll be the welcoming committee, since it seems our friend has forgotten his manners.” He glanced at Dmitri briefly, but shrugged and said, “I’m Axel.” He sauntered over to me effortlessly and clasped a hand on my shoulder. “Why don’t you join us for dinner?”
“Sounds lovely,” I said, and followed him with a confidence I didn’t feel. I saw the murderous lookhethrew at us. Let him stew. I had no intention of staying for dinner.
“This is Nick, Kenzie, Roman, Theo, and, of course, you know this one acting like a perpetual downer across the table.” I glanced around the table, giving my acknowledgements and trying my best to ignorehisglare.
“You’re going to break that glass if you clench it any tighter,” the guy who I think was introduced as Roman warned. Dmitri didn’t respond but relaxed his hold on his drink.
