My mind has been filled with visions that shake me to my core, waking me in the night with a raging hard-on that I have to take care of. Hell, sometimes I have to jerk off twice in one night just to quell my desire.
Just last night, I wasthis closeto marching into her room and—
“Jake, look out!” Gus shouts. I whirl just in time to catch several planks of cedar as they fall from the rack. I was walking right past them, lost in my thoughts of Piper, and didn’t even realize I’d brushed against them.
“Shit, sorry!” I call out, quickly stacking them back where they belong. Jesus. Now I’m almost fucking killing myself cause I can’t stop thinking of fucking my goddamn step-sister.
“Jesus, man, you okay? That’s the second time today you’ve seemed like you’re off in another world.”
He’s right. I might as well be too. I slam my fist into my palm, using the pain to deaden my thoughts—push my fantasies aside.
“I’ve just got a lot on my mind, ya know? Being home, Dad’s expectations.” He nods. It’s a half-truth. I am thinking about those things, but what’s distracting me most is Piper.
The last two hours of work are torture. I can barely keep my mind on the job. It’s like the pressure of the week has been building and building, and I can’t stop thinking abouther.My goddamn step-sister.
The one girl I can’t have, but the one girl I desperately want.
She is mine!That’s all I can think when I remember seeing her back at Chuckie’s with another man’s arm around her. That will never happen again. Not on my watch.
But how am I supposed to claim her if I’m not allowed to put my hands on her? She’s family now. And if Dad finds out…
I seriously need to figure something out—a way to distract myself from this uncontainable lust that’s rising up inside me. If I don’t do something about it…
…well, I don’t know what’s going to happen.
I stop at Chuckie’s for a drink and a burger before heading home. Anything to keep away from her.
Part of me hopes to run into that guy from last week so I can rebreak his nose, but the only customers there are a couple of folks playing darts in the corner.
When I get back to the house, I head straight for the guest bathroom. To my surprise, when I open the door, I find Piper standing there wearing absolutely nothing. Not even a towel.
She yelps and covers herself with her shirt, but it’s too late. I’ve seen everything.
Blood rushes to my cock as I slam the door, shouting apologies through the wood. But then it hits me. This ismybathroom now, and she knows it.
“What the hell are you doing in there?” I bark, the tension causing every muscle in my body to contract.
“Um, it’s a bathroom. Am I not allowed to use it?”
I almost laugh at how ridiculous her reply is. She can’t be this naïve. She must be fucking with me—taunting me, teasing me. Stretching me to my limit and daring me to break.
“Well, can you put some clothes on and get out so I can shower?” I call out. “I just got off work.”
“Fine,” she replies with a sigh, as if my request is beyond absurd. Just the sound of her breath has my pulse pumping heavily. “Just let me put some clothes on.”
Christ, as if I needed any more reason to be turned on. My cock is already pulsing between my thighs. My balls are aching as I push aside fantasies of rushing in there and claiming her with all the fire and intensity that’s raging through me now.
All I’ve wanted for the last week is to have my way with her. To ravage her. Blow her mind and give her an experience she will never forget.
I want to watch her gorgeous face twist with pleasure as I claim her innocence. I want to hear her cry out my name as she nearly passes out from all the things I do to her—things she’s never experienced that will leave her forever changed. Things that will make her mine.
I’ll worship her…
I’ll claim her again and again—
“No,” I curse, my voice low. “You know it’s impossible.”
I turn to go back to the kitchen and find my dad standing there, glaring at me like I’ve just drained his debit card.
