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swipes the sadness from my face. My heart beats like a drum, sending vibrations through my body, when his thumb slides from my cheek to the top of my lip, tracing it slowly.
    It’s back.  The hammering that coursed through me when we were on the couch that night has come back to life. My stomach flutters with anticipation and fear. I can’t move away from him. I lean forward, my eyes slowly shutting. We’re inches apart.
    This is going to happen. It shouldn’t, but I can’t hold back.
    I jump, yelping loudly, when the oven timer starts ringing, startling me.
    Saved by the bell.
    My eyes shoot open, noticing his become dark and hooded.
    He scratches his head. “I need to hit the shower,” he says, disappointment etched on his face.
    He turns around and leaves the room before I have the chance to stop him – to tell him I’m not sure what I’m feeling, but there’s something happening between us.

12. ZETH
     
    To say I’m not thrilled about this date is an understatement. I’d rather sit at home and jerk myself than do this. The only reason I’m not bailing is because this is an opportunity to hang out with Addison. She’s been distant since what happened in the kitchen – when I was about to shove my tongue down her throat and take her right there against the counter.
    She wants me, I’m sure of it. She’s trying to fight her desire and keep her good girl image up. I know if I break her, if I get into her panties, I’m done for. That’s the one trigger to get my ass kicked out of here.
    It’s fucked up I want to spend time with my stepsister. It’s even more fucked up that I was thinking about her when I was jacking off in the shower this morning. I can’t help it.
    I set an image in my mind as I stroked myself, a curvy, voluptuous swimsuit model, but by the time I was ready to bust my imagination took a turn. The model’s face turned into Addison’s. Her tits became Addison’s and the mouth around my cock was her sweet pink ones.
    There’s something about her that’s overtaking me. I can’t stop thinking about her.
    I snap the buttons on my shirt and sit on the edge of my bed. She has a boyfriend. I need to get her out of my head, out of my system.
    “Hey there, handsome,” Savannah says, standing in my doorway.
    This chick might be the ticket to my new state of mind. If she doesn’t annoy the shit out of me tonight, I might fuck her until I can clear my head.
    Her red dress is so tight I’m not sure how she even managed to get it on. I blink a few times, focusing my eyes on her tits, and I know she’s going to have a nip slip tonight – which I’m positive is intentional. It will also be intentional that she suggests I wrap my tongue around her nipple and ram my cock inside of her.
    She saunters into my room, her long legs on full display, and grabs my hand to pull me into the living room. I grunt when I’m pushed down on the couch. My eyes fix on her as she climbs onto my lap. She grinds against my dick. I can’t help but get hard when I realize she’s not wearing any panties.
    “I’ve been excited about this date all week,” she says, into my ear. “I can’t wait for you to fuck my brains out.”
    I’m positive she’s not as exciting in the sack as she’s trying to lead on, but if I get wasted enough, she’ll do.
    “Fuck, Savannah. Can’t you wait until after he buys you dinner before you give it up? Have some respect for yourself.”
    Both of our heads turn to find Savannah and Cam standing a few feet away from us.
    “Cam,” Addison yells, smacking his arm for his asshole comment. “Don’t talk to her like that.”
    All eyes turn to me. Savannah is waiting for me to come to her defense, which isn’t going to happen. I’m not about to defend her with Addison standing right there. She’s already looking at me like I’m scum for letting her friend dry hump me. Cam looks like he wants to rip a knife across my throat. I guess he’s still not over the other day.
    This