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Authors: Aurora Hayes, Ana W. Fawkes
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than just some dumb bar fight.
I ’ m
falling for my stepsister.
Fuck.
__
9.
(Jake)
There ’ s
no point in sleeping now. I did take a small snooze when I was in the holding
cell back in jail. That helped me sleep off some of the booze. Then touching,
tasting, fucking Jade took care of the rest. I ’ m
straight as an arrow as I sit on the roof, having another smoke. The sun is
pushing up, colors spread across the sky.
I finish my smoke and climb into my
bedroom window. None of the shit around me belongs to me. It ’ s all part of an image that
Thomas and Rebecca want to paint. She can abolish her broken past and Thomas
gets a beautiful woman to hang off his arm as he conducts business and
politics.
I grab some clothes and a towel and
leave the bedroom. I glance at the stairs, knowing it ’ s all going to fall apart someday. This entire
thing. I can only save Jade for so long before she has to do it herself. It
hurts to think about. And that makes me angry. Why? Because I don ’ t get hurt about anything. I
didn't get hurt when my old man fucked Rebecca, planted his Jake seed in her,
and then split. I didn ’ t
get hurt when Rebecca threw her career down the toilet. I didn ’ t get hurt when she confessed to
me dozens of times how much of a mistake I am. Blah, blah, blah.
But yet some woman at a party is
making me care enough to get hurt.
Fuck, right?
I remember seeing Jade at that
party. Just standing, looking left to right. Looking confused and way out of
place. She needed someone to keep her company or else she would have gotten
devoured. No lie. The guys would have flocked to her. Giving her drinks,
flirting, doing anything to get in the good girl ’ s
panties. That ’ s why I
stepped in. That ’ s why I
acted the way I did.
Fuck, I hoped she would have run
away.
But she slapped me.
I liked it.
So I made her kiss my cheek.
Next thing I knew, I was deep
inside her tight pussy. Ripping her open, collecting all her innocence.
And now she ’ s my stepsister.
I close the bathroom door and turn
on the shower. I toss my towel over the tension rod and strip.
The water feels good.
It ’ s
like it tries to wash everything away.
I run my hand down my body, grip
the root of my cock, and stroke down once. I ’ m
still long, thick, and I could be hard in a second.
I ’ m
not in the shower for that. Not with my hand. I ’ ll
wait for Jade ’ s hand. Or
mouth. Or pussy.
I wash, rinse, and turn off the
water.
I put the towel around me and leave
the shower.
I hear a soft tapping at the door.
“ In
here, ” I bellow.
Fuck.
“ Jake …”
It ’ s
Jade ’ s pretty voice.
I jump forward, almost tripping
over my feet to get to the door. I open it and she ’ s standing there in PJ bottoms now along with the
same tank. She ’ s put a bra
on too. All I can see is that tank pulled down under her tits. Her tits
bouncing as I fuck her …
“ What? ” I ask.
“ They ’ re looking for you. Sorry. ”
“ Why
are you sorry? ”
She blinks fast, obviously wanting
to be asleep. “ I just am. ”
“ Don ’ t be, ” I say. “ I ’ ll take care of it. ”
“ Okay, ” Jade says. “ I need to get sleep. ”
“ You
should. You ’ ve had a rough
night. ”
Jade grins. Her cheeks flush.
I put my hand to my towel and tug
at it. “ Want to see it
again? Come in the shower and join me? ”
Jade looks over her shoulder. “ Jake. We have to be really
careful right now. We need to figure out something …”
“ Yeah,
right, ” I say.
I slam the door and lock it.
I make fists and look down. My cock
is throbbing, bulging against the towel. Pushing forward by the second, wanting
Jade.
I step back and face the foggy
mirror.
I give myself a minute or two to
just calm the hell down.
I hear another knock at the door.
“ Yeah? ” I ask.
Maybe it ’ s Jade … wanting to go for
another round …
“ Jake,
are you in there? ”
It ’ s
Thomas ’ voice.
“ I
just answered
I ’ m
falling for my stepsister.
Fuck.
__
9.
(Jake)
There ’ s
no point in sleeping now. I did take a small snooze when I was in the holding
cell back in jail. That helped me sleep off some of the booze. Then touching,
tasting, fucking Jade took care of the rest. I ’ m
straight as an arrow as I sit on the roof, having another smoke. The sun is
pushing up, colors spread across the sky.
I finish my smoke and climb into my
bedroom window. None of the shit around me belongs to me. It ’ s all part of an image that
Thomas and Rebecca want to paint. She can abolish her broken past and Thomas
gets a beautiful woman to hang off his arm as he conducts business and
politics.
I grab some clothes and a towel and
leave the bedroom. I glance at the stairs, knowing it ’ s all going to fall apart someday. This entire
thing. I can only save Jade for so long before she has to do it herself. It
hurts to think about. And that makes me angry. Why? Because I don ’ t get hurt about anything. I
didn't get hurt when my old man fucked Rebecca, planted his Jake seed in her,
and then split. I didn ’ t
get hurt when Rebecca threw her career down the toilet. I didn ’ t get hurt when she confessed to
me dozens of times how much of a mistake I am. Blah, blah, blah.
But yet some woman at a party is
making me care enough to get hurt.
Fuck, right?
I remember seeing Jade at that
party. Just standing, looking left to right. Looking confused and way out of
place. She needed someone to keep her company or else she would have gotten
devoured. No lie. The guys would have flocked to her. Giving her drinks,
flirting, doing anything to get in the good girl ’ s
panties. That ’ s why I
stepped in. That ’ s why I
acted the way I did.
Fuck, I hoped she would have run
away.
But she slapped me.
I liked it.
So I made her kiss my cheek.
Next thing I knew, I was deep
inside her tight pussy. Ripping her open, collecting all her innocence.
And now she ’ s my stepsister.
I close the bathroom door and turn
on the shower. I toss my towel over the tension rod and strip.
The water feels good.
It ’ s
like it tries to wash everything away.
I run my hand down my body, grip
the root of my cock, and stroke down once. I ’ m
still long, thick, and I could be hard in a second.
I ’ m
not in the shower for that. Not with my hand. I ’ ll
wait for Jade ’ s hand. Or
mouth. Or pussy.
I wash, rinse, and turn off the
water.
I put the towel around me and leave
the shower.
I hear a soft tapping at the door.
“ In
here, ” I bellow.
Fuck.
“ Jake …”
It ’ s
Jade ’ s pretty voice.
I jump forward, almost tripping
over my feet to get to the door. I open it and she ’ s standing there in PJ bottoms now along with the
same tank. She ’ s put a bra
on too. All I can see is that tank pulled down under her tits. Her tits
bouncing as I fuck her …
“ What? ” I ask.
“ They ’ re looking for you. Sorry. ”
“ Why
are you sorry? ”
She blinks fast, obviously wanting
to be asleep. “ I just am. ”
“ Don ’ t be, ” I say. “ I ’ ll take care of it. ”
“ Okay, ” Jade says. “ I need to get sleep. ”
“ You
should. You ’ ve had a rough
night. ”
Jade grins. Her cheeks flush.
I put my hand to my towel and tug
at it. “ Want to see it
again? Come in the shower and join me? ”
Jade looks over her shoulder. “ Jake. We have to be really
careful right now. We need to figure out something …”
“ Yeah,
right, ” I say.
I slam the door and lock it.
I make fists and look down. My cock
is throbbing, bulging against the towel. Pushing forward by the second, wanting
Jade.
I step back and face the foggy
mirror.
I give myself a minute or two to
just calm the hell down.
I hear another knock at the door.
“ Yeah? ” I ask.
Maybe it ’ s Jade … wanting to go for
another round …
“ Jake,
are you in there? ”
It ’ s
Thomas ’ voice.
“ I
just answered
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