There are too many eyes.There are too many ears.And there's just too much fucking horny omega for me to function correctly.
Pulling up the listings near Aurora, I skim over the ones that simply won't do.I need more space.Not less of it.The problem is, I have no clue how much Robert is paying right now for the dorms, and so I can't make proper calculations.
I fire off a text and keep going.I have to distract myself.I have to forget my stepsister lying there, her legs spread as she somehow disappears into what she was doing.To be that free, that unencumbered, that fucking careless.
A groan vibrates in my throat as I look at the places between Buckley and her college.Was she touching herself?Is that why her legs were like that?Was she sliding her fingers through that slick, circling her clit, working herself toward orgasm?It would certainly account for how delicious she smelled.
What was she reading?Who was she talking to?Questions distract me as my phone buzzes.Great.Seems that money is no limit when it comes to her and her safety.Makes sense but doesn't help me narrow the field.
Tossing the laptop to the side, I go back over to the door separating her room from the bathroom and knock louder.Still fucking nothing.Frustration and lust mount until I rip the door open and barge into her room.
There she is, head tipped back, lips parted, as soft, nearly silent gasps flit into the room.With her hand jammed into her panties, I can't quite see her pussy anymore, but I don't have to.I have it memorized as much as I can without seeing her naked.
Her fingers dance over her clit as she rocks her hips up and down, still oblivious to me, working herself over, chasing pleasure, and completely vulnerable.I can't explain the rage I feel as she pleasures herself while I watch.There’s a jealousy there, an insane jealousy, that it's her own hand and not mine making her gasp like that.
Fuck.She doesn't even have the decency to do it in the shower where she could make an excuse for any odd sounds or noises.She doesn’t do it where I won’t see her.Is she doing this on purpose?Is she testing me?Tempting me?
Hovering above her, I slam my hand against the headboard and glare down.Startling blue eyes stare up at me for a moment, blinking, as she finally registers she's not alone.The delayed reaction would be comical if I wasn't so fucking hard, so desperately horny, and so fucking sick of everything happening right now.
A shocked squeal flies from her lips as she tosses her phone down next to her and squirms as she removes her hand from touching herself and yanks a blanket over to cover up.Her fingers glisten with her arousal as the scent of it floods the room.With her tousled hair and pink cheeks, it takes every bit of me not to just kiss those flushed lips, to feel them pressed to mine as I pin her to the fucking bed and shove those slick-coated fingers into her mouth and make her taste herself.
"Jesus," she hisses as she sits up."Ever heard of knocking?"
"I did.Several times in fact.Apparently, you didn't hear me."
"And what, you just walk in here?"
"Which time?"
Her face pales as she simply blinks at me."What do you mean which time?"
"Which.Fucking.Time.I was in here just a few minutes ago, but you had no idea.This is the second time I've come in.I was hoping you'd be decent so we could talk."
"I have nothing to say to you," she spits out as she pulls the blanket tighter.
"Yes, you do.Robert is insisting on it, and I won't let you throw away your dreams when this could be settled like adults.Or are you not capable of that?"
With a toss of her hair, she gives me a smirk that spells nothing but trouble."You don't have to worry about me.I've got a plan that doesn't require me to be under Dad's thumb or yours."
"Trust me," I growl out, "it would be much more pleasant under mine.You'd actually enjoy it if I made you submit."When her lips part, I move onto something a bit safer.“Besides, have you seen the prices?I have.I've been looking for a place while you've been getting yourself off.No way you can make enough to afford it."
"As if you don't get yourself off,” she sulks, completely ignoring what I’m saying.
"Yes," I seethe."But when there are others in the house, I have the fucking decency to use the shower."
Silence descends between us as she darts her gaze to the open bathroom door.Is she wondering about that time we were in the bathroom together?Is she picturing me naked behind the curtain jacking off while she peed just a few feet away?Is she imagining what I look like when I come, wondering what name hovers on my lips?
My cock pulses against the fabric again, dragging a stifled groan from my lips."Fuck, Lila.Let's just play along with his little game.Placate him.There's a chance we won't even find anything."
She slumps down and pulls her legs up under the covers so she can rest her cheek against her knees."You'd think that.But he will win.He always wins."
With that defeatist attitude, there’s nothing I can do.With a sigh, I shake my head and step away from the bed.
"I'll let you get back to it, then.God knows you need the stress relief.Either way,Ineed to have a place to live.So I'll go back and find something."
"Too late," she snarls as she hefts a pillow at me."You've already ruined the mood."
I catch it with one hand and toss it back down, glaring at her as I storm forward."Don't play with me right now, Lila.I've spanked you once, and I have a strong desire to do it again, to bend you over my knee right now and smack that ass until you're begging me to stop."
