3l_Nino

Eighteen-year-old high school graduate, forced to relocate with her mother to her new boyfriend's home, clashes with his twenty-year-old college student son. Their antagonistic relationship shifts after a night of her own rebellious behavior. Returning home intoxicated, she playfully retaliates against his usual teasing, leading to an unexpected intimacy. Despite developing feelings for him, his reluctance to commit allows her to leave for college. He later regrets his decision.

One Night With My Stepbrother

"Oh, baby, it's not a twisted view. I know you want me." He flexed his fingers, then lowered his hand to my thigh.

Oh fuck, oh fuck... My insides clenched, heat stirring within me. My nipples ached, yearning for touch. I tilted my head back slightly.

"I know you like the feeling of my hand on your thigh, Scarlett."

Fuck yes... I shifted, his hand moving higher, closer to my throbbing core.

"No... it doesn't matter what I like."

"I love watching you squirm. I can tell you're aching for my fingers to stroke you. Just tell me, baby." Oliver's grin vanished, replaced by lust as he swirled his thumb on my leg, inching closer to the edge.

"Oh yes, please." I arched my hips, my eyes fluttering closed. He trailed his hand upward, dipping to my inner thigh.

"I feel the heat from you already, Scarlett." He grazed his thumb on my thigh, so close to my core. A whine slipped from my lips as I rocked my hips.

"So very tempting, Scar. Fuck, I'm rock hard just watching you thrust your hips." He continued to tease me while driving.

"Oh, really?" With a smooth stroke, he ran his finger up my length, rubbing my clit. I arched my hips.

"That feels too fucking good." I whispered, but his groan told me he heard.

"Fuck yes, baby. I just want to bury my head in your pants."

This is moving so fast! We're parked in front of the house. I saw Mom's car approaching. I frowned, placing his hand back on his lap. "That'd be a stupid idea anyway."

He was quiet. I took a deep breath, ignoring the awkward silence. We were almost home. I need to clear my head.

Oliver ran a hand through his hair, rubbing his neck as we pulled up. "Scarlett, I can assure you, you'd have the time of your fucking life." He reached for the door handle.

"Lots of experience, baby. I know my skills." He grinned, winking before getting out.

That stupid grin. I'm going to knock it off his face. I fixed myself, taking deep breaths before exiting and waving to Mom.

"What are you two up to?" Mom asked as we approached.

Oh, just a little car groping. "Nothing much. Oliver picked me up."

Mom tilted her head, gasping. "That was very nice of you, Oliver!"

Oliver rubbed his neck, smiling awkwardly. "Believe me, Katrina, the pleasure was all mine."

What an ass... always teasing, until we get caught. I didn't know if I was upset about being caught, or that the teasing would end.

Mom smiled and went inside. I slapped Oliver's arm. He frowned.

I glanced at Mom, ensuring she was gone. "Are you out of your fucking mind?"

Oliver crossed his arms, tilting his head. "I'm not sure what you mean."

"Don't play coy. You need to stop hinting at stuff."

Oliver leaned forward, running his thumb over my lip. "You're cute when you're pissed."

Way to get off track. I shook my head, swatting his hand. "How about you don't touch me..."

Oliver chuckled, capturing my chin. I tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip. "You love pretending your body doesn't want me."

"It doesn't." I don't care if I'm lying!

He loosened his grip, and I whipped my head away, glaring at his back as he went inside. My face flushed with anger. He's so infuriating!

Chapter Six