When she smiled up at me with her mouth full of cock, I could only breathe out a thank you before dragging her up and into my arms. I didn’t even care that I could taste myself on her tongue when I kissed her, that shit was going on the list of things to do always.
In the end, I ended up doing her one more time because baby Casey woke up, and I had to wait while she was being fed. It was strange hearing my dad and stepmother moving around in the hallway while I was balls-deep inside my sexy little stepsister, but that shit was hella hot.
Tyler
When the coast was clear, I escaped her bed before she could question me further about Sherry. That little nugget I’m holding close to the vest until everything plays itself out. If I tell her what I’m up to, she might misunderstand. She only gets to see the sweet cool laid back teenager who’s head over heels in love with her. She doesn’t ever get to know the more sinister side of me.
The side that will fuck up anyone who messes with what’s mine. I don’t think girls get it. Somewhere along the way, they seem to get the idea that men don’t have feelings or can’t be as sensitive to certain situations as they can. It’s probably perceived as some sort of weakness or some shit for a man to feel or give a shit.
Not true and not weak. For me, what I feel just makes me want to protect her from any and everything. To stand in front of her always and be a shield from whatever bullshit life might throw at her. It makes my love for her grow stronger, and if that’s a weakness, I’ll live with it.
When I think of the life she lived before she came to me, the way she’d been discarded by the father who was supposed to love her, the thought of someone else fucking with her in this lifetime makes me homicidal. That’s why I can’t give Sherry a pass even though I know others will call me harsh, cold even for what I have in store for her dumb ass.
I wouldn’t have gone after Sherry had she only pulled that stunt with the lies that she told me that night, no harm, no foul. But she crossed the line when she started spreading those rumors, which basically blamed my girl for what almost happened to her at the party that night.
The fact that she’s capable of doing some dark, disgusting shit like that was enough to make me not even want to spit on her ass if she were on fire. I would’ve just cut her off had she done it to anyone else but because it was Lora on the receiving end of that shit that only made things worse for her.
And getting those other idiots to treat my girl like shit didn’t help her case either. I’m not sure what she hoped to gain, why she would think that going after Lora would endear her to me, or would make me change my mind about wanting to be with her. It was a dick move and smacked of idiocy or desperation I’m still not sure which.
Even then, I might have let her off with a warning. But she refused to stop, and it was then I noticed that she was going way too hard to get with me. It made no sense the more I thought about it unless we’d once been an item, and she wanted to pick up where we’d left off, which was not the case.
Once she moved back, I never gave her any indication that I was interested in her as anything more than a friend. I didn’t treat her any differently to the others at school because whatever closeness we’d shared had died a long time ago since we were little more than kids when she moved away, and the truth is I didn’t even remember her until she showed up here again.
So no matter how I racked my brain, I couldn’t come up with a plausible reason for her to act like this. But the more I thought about it and started putting the pieces together, the more I came to realize that there was an underlying purpose to her pursuit, and it wasn’t because she was dying of love for me.
I went back over every conversation we had, tried to remember if dad had dropped any hints since she and her family moved back, but nothing jumped out at me that would give any indication as to just what the fuck she was after. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more at play here than met the eye.
I could’ve brushed it off as mere jealousy. Maybe she saw my relationship with Lora as a replacement for the one we once shared as fucked up as that would be. But unless she was a colossal twit, that shit made no sense. Besides, if she were after mere friendship alone, she wouldn’t have come up with the lies she told to both Lora and me.