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She squirmed, and I pressed my hard-on against her hip. She tried to say something again.

“Shh,” I said into her ear and took my hand away from her mouth to fondle her.

“She’s going to catch us,” she whispered at me infuriatingly. “You should go back before she sees what you’re doing to me.”

She was right, and in answer I pushed my finger in deeper. “You didn’t answer my question,” I said and started finger fucking her, my dick humping against her impatiently through my pants.

She didn’t answer, so I pinched her nipple so hard that she cried out. I cursed and covered her mouth again, my other hand still drilling into her.

I got her off and left her panting against the wall. I washed my hands and made popcorn without looking at her when she finally walked out of the pantry. If I so much as glanced her way, I was going to either put her over my knee or fuck her like a dog on all fours on the kitchen floor. I put the popcorn into two bowls, holding the larger one in front of me. “I’ll share this one with Amy,” I told her tersely, waving toward the other bowl. “That one’s yours.”

I left, keeping the bowl strategically placed even after I sat down next to Amy again.

Nova came back in with her popcorn awhile later, looking more sullen than ever. She threw herself down; it was indecent, her skirt riding even higher than before. I could see her panties clearly this time, and I stared and stared. She caught me at it and stuck out her tongue.

Amy was luckily oblivious, watching the movie like it was more fascinating than the show Nova was putting on for me.

Nova pointed at the coffee table in front of us. There were two glasses of red wine I’d forgotten I’d poured earlier. I’d barely touched mine.

“Where’s mine?” Nova asked impertinently.

Amy laughed gamely. “Let her have a sip of yours, Carter. It won’t hurt to give her a little, and you haven’t touched it.”

As though that settled it, Nova got up and sat on the other side of me. Looking at me the whole time she grabbed my glass and took a deep drink of it.

Amy’s eyes were back on the movie, and I glared at Nova.

She grinned and took another drink. “That’s enough,” I told her sternly when she kept drinking.

She finished the glass and set it down, looking at me the entire time.

Amy giggled. She’d apparently had a few too many glasses herself. “Your teenager is sassy,” she told me. “I think she’s had wine before.”

“I haven’t,” Nova said quietly, then got up and left.

I was trembling with the urge to follow her. I wanted to have it out, to rage at her, really give it to her good.

I wanted to pin her down and fuck her until she agreed to behave herself.

Amy eventually fell asleep on the sofa, and I covered her in a blanket and left her to it. She knew her way around the place.

I should have gone straight to my own room, but I didn’t. I went to hers.

She wasn’t there.

My heart was pounding as I strode through the house to my bedroom. The door was shut, and I thrust it open.

Nova was on my bed, leaning back on her elbows, watching me calmly. She’d taken off her shoes and bra, I could see, and left on her tiny top and skirt.

I shut the door softly behind me and locked it. I approached her, grabbed her bare foot, and dragged her roughly to the edge of the bed. I flipped her skirt up. She was bare. I was panting.

“You little brat,” I told her, voice mean.

My dick was out, and I was on top of her in a flash, pushing her legs apart, shoving into her slick entrance. I held her hips up and drove into her.

Her shirt slipped up, baring her breasts. “Cup your breasts for me,” I told her. I couldn’t reach her with my hands holding her at this angle. I pumped harder.

She cried out and I stopped. It was a big house, but I had no idea how much sound traveled through it. I wasn’t used to this much company at once.