guy who performed with her had to be hung like a horse. This caused her an additional little problem.
Even if she did figure out someone to ask, they'd have to be well enough endowed to put on a good show. It would be embarrassing enough asking someone to join her for some online fun, but another thing altogether to inquire about his penis length and girth, to ensure he was suitable. Yeah, wasn't going to happen.
Reese groaned and flopped backwards onto her bed, her long golden blonde hair fanning out around her head. She had to find a way to make it work. There had to be someone she could ask...
A sound of someone loudly clearing their throat came from her open doorway. Startled, she jumped up and found herself tumbling to the floor. "Damn," she muttered, getting to her feet. She'd forgotten Luke was home. She still hadn't gotten used to him living there yet.
As she stood and brushed herself off she heard the sound of faint chuckling from the doorway.
Looking over in the direction of the laughter she saw Luke. He'd just come out of the shower and had a white towel tied low on his hips. His lean, muscular body gleamed as droplets of water made their way down his broad chest and flat stomach, disappearing under the towel.
Her eyes travelled down, and then up the length of his body. Luke was extremely sexy. If he wasn't her stepbrother she'd be all over him. But he was her stepbrother, so any inappropriate thoughts that ran through her head from time to time about him - he was hot, she couldn't help it - got tightly sealed in the back of her mind in a vault titled: Forbidden and Off-limits .
"You know when Dad and Lucy are coming home?" he asked, not bothering to find out if she was okay. Inconsiderate jerk.
Reese shrugged. "When they get here. How should I know?" She planted her hands on her hips waiting to see if he wanted anything else, while giving him an annoyed look.
"Well, since you've been living here the past few years I thought you might have some idea." He crossed his thick arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow at her.
"After work sometime. Anything else you need?" Reese wasn't sure why she felt the need to be abrupt with him. There seemed to be a tension between them, she'd felt it the first day they’d met, and the feeling had never left. The feelings made her uncomfortable so to mask her attraction for him she generally covered it up with hostility.
Blonde Woman: "That's right, fuck my asshole hard baby! Ooooh Yaaaaa. Fuck-fuck-FUCK!"
Oh shit! Reese's face blanched as she turned to the open laptop sitting on her desk. The blonde woman and rugged man were hard at it again. She'd completely forgotten it was still playing.
"What do we have here?" Luke grinned peeking across the room at her laptop monitor.
Reese lunged towards the laptop in an attempt to turn it off, but Luke was faster. He was across the room and standing between her and the computer before she’d barely had a chance to react. She made an attempt to go around him, but he cut her off, blocking her with one powerful arm.
"Turn that off," she demanded. Again she reached for the machine, but knew it was useless.
"What? And miss the best part? No way!" he joked. He glanced over at her open spiral notebook.
"What's this?" He made a move to pick it up, but this time she was quicker, snatching it up and holding it tight to her chest.
"It's research."
Rugged Man: "You filthy little whore, take it all. Fucking whore. Tell me you like it!"
"Research huh? Funny they never taught 'taking it up the ass 101' when I was a senior in high school."
He chuckled and gave her a wink, "at least not officially."
"You are such a pig, Luke," she seethed. It was no secret that Luke used to screw the substitute English teacher while in high school. It was the only reason he actually passed that course. Reese seriously doubted he’d even picked up Macbeth or Hamlet during his final year.
Luke laughed louder. "That insult loses its effect when coming
Even if she did figure out someone to ask, they'd have to be well enough endowed to put on a good show. It would be embarrassing enough asking someone to join her for some online fun, but another thing altogether to inquire about his penis length and girth, to ensure he was suitable. Yeah, wasn't going to happen.
Reese groaned and flopped backwards onto her bed, her long golden blonde hair fanning out around her head. She had to find a way to make it work. There had to be someone she could ask...
A sound of someone loudly clearing their throat came from her open doorway. Startled, she jumped up and found herself tumbling to the floor. "Damn," she muttered, getting to her feet. She'd forgotten Luke was home. She still hadn't gotten used to him living there yet.
As she stood and brushed herself off she heard the sound of faint chuckling from the doorway.
Looking over in the direction of the laughter she saw Luke. He'd just come out of the shower and had a white towel tied low on his hips. His lean, muscular body gleamed as droplets of water made their way down his broad chest and flat stomach, disappearing under the towel.
Her eyes travelled down, and then up the length of his body. Luke was extremely sexy. If he wasn't her stepbrother she'd be all over him. But he was her stepbrother, so any inappropriate thoughts that ran through her head from time to time about him - he was hot, she couldn't help it - got tightly sealed in the back of her mind in a vault titled: Forbidden and Off-limits .
"You know when Dad and Lucy are coming home?" he asked, not bothering to find out if she was okay. Inconsiderate jerk.
Reese shrugged. "When they get here. How should I know?" She planted her hands on her hips waiting to see if he wanted anything else, while giving him an annoyed look.
"Well, since you've been living here the past few years I thought you might have some idea." He crossed his thick arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow at her.
"After work sometime. Anything else you need?" Reese wasn't sure why she felt the need to be abrupt with him. There seemed to be a tension between them, she'd felt it the first day they’d met, and the feeling had never left. The feelings made her uncomfortable so to mask her attraction for him she generally covered it up with hostility.
Blonde Woman: "That's right, fuck my asshole hard baby! Ooooh Yaaaaa. Fuck-fuck-FUCK!"
Oh shit! Reese's face blanched as she turned to the open laptop sitting on her desk. The blonde woman and rugged man were hard at it again. She'd completely forgotten it was still playing.
"What do we have here?" Luke grinned peeking across the room at her laptop monitor.
Reese lunged towards the laptop in an attempt to turn it off, but Luke was faster. He was across the room and standing between her and the computer before she’d barely had a chance to react. She made an attempt to go around him, but he cut her off, blocking her with one powerful arm.
"Turn that off," she demanded. Again she reached for the machine, but knew it was useless.
"What? And miss the best part? No way!" he joked. He glanced over at her open spiral notebook.
"What's this?" He made a move to pick it up, but this time she was quicker, snatching it up and holding it tight to her chest.
"It's research."
Rugged Man: "You filthy little whore, take it all. Fucking whore. Tell me you like it!"
"Research huh? Funny they never taught 'taking it up the ass 101' when I was a senior in high school."
He chuckled and gave her a wink, "at least not officially."
"You are such a pig, Luke," she seethed. It was no secret that Luke used to screw the substitute English teacher while in high school. It was the only reason he actually passed that course. Reese seriously doubted he’d even picked up Macbeth or Hamlet during his final year.
Luke laughed louder. "That insult loses its effect when coming
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