and it didn’t help that I was straddling his completely naked body. At least I was wearing clothes. Not much, but some. We hadn’t gotten to the part where I got to take mine off yet, which was unfortunate. I had been so ready to give up my virginity today!
"Get the fuck out of here," Nathan said, his dark grey eyes gazing coolly at my boyfriend. Well, boyfriend was a strong word given this was the first time he and I had hooked up. But I had been watching him in my psych class for the last couple of months. I watched Nathan slide his phone back into his pocket as Jimmy literally pushed me off of him and stood up. His cock was erect, but I could see it was already starting to wilt. Such a waste.
Jimmy barely got his underwear on before he just picked up the rest of his clothes and bolted past Nathan to run down the stairs. Moments later I heard the front door slam closed, leaving me alone with my stepbrother. God he was hot, even now when he had blocked me from finally having sex. He looked angry, but if anyone should be angry it’s me, what with him running clitoference over there.
Nathan looked me up and down without saying anything, and I wondered whether or not he was waiting for me to say something first. So I did. I was kind of annoyed, after all.
"What the hell are you doing home, Nathan? You get fired or something?"
I watched as my brother took a deep breath and frowned at me, but he ignored my taunt.
"What the fuck were you doing with that guy, Meg?"
He might be a hot college grad, but Nathan wasn’t one of my parents no matter how often he tried to act like it. Whenever he did it annoyed me, and this was no exception. I was hoping he would have been a bit more cool about this situation. "What the hell is it to you? You're not my father, Nathan," I scowled. "I'm 19. I can do whatever or whoever I want." I glared at him, although I had to push back a dark lock of hair that fell over my bright blue eyes, obscuring the full effect.
"You’re right, I’m not your dad, but what do you think mom and dad would think if I told them what kind of a slut you are? I think they might finally start punishing you like you clearly deserve." Nathan was puffing out his chest like he was so important. I hated when he got like this.
I just smiled back, hoping my indifference would annoy him back. "She would never believe you over me." It’s true, of course. My mom really thought I was much more of an angel than I really was. Not that I was that bad, but I was planning on fucking Jimmy this afternoon.
Unfortunately Nathan didn’t take the bait and instead just smiled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
"I guess you had other things on your mind," he said casually, walking towards the bed. "Or else you would have noticed that I took this." Of course, the picture. Crap. It was a well framed shot of Jimmy and me, terrified looks on our faces and his cock standing proud and wet right under me.
I felt the smile and color drain from my face, right before I whipped my hand out to try and snatch the phone from him. He pulled it away before I had a chance, though, and all I succeeded in doing is knocking myself off balance and falling from the bed.
"You're an asshole," I muttered from the floor, feeling defeated. That picture was going to be hard to deny, even for me.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing," I said, not meeting his gaze.
"That's what I thought." I hated the smug tone I heard in his voice, but it’s probably the same tone that would be in mine if the situation was reversed.
"So what are you going to do? Tell my mom?" I asked, turning my gaze up to look at him. Despite the position he had me in, it was hard to stay completely angry at someone that reminded you of a greek god. He was so fucking handsome, and I’d had a lot of fantasies about
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