I lean in until her sweet flowery scent wraps around me intoxicatingly. I inhale deeply like I’m taking a hit of her before I speak directly into her ear, “You don't come all over a man's cock and call him daddy if it doesn't mean anything. You’re not fooling anyone, sweet girl.”

“Luke,” her voice trembles. “We’re stepbrother and stepsister. It's not right.”

“Tell me that when I've got my face buried in your sweet pussy,” I tell her as I lift her onto the edge of the desk. She lets out a squeak as I kneel in front of her and push her little yellow dress up. I pull her panties to the side.

“Luke,” she says my name like she's going to stop me, but I don't give her the chance. Instead, I latch my mouth directly onto her clit and begin to lick and suck in pulsing movements that I know will drive her crazy.

“Oh god!” Her head falls back on a moan, and she spears her tiny fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.

I wrap my arms around her thighs and drag her cunt closer to my face as I eat her out enthusiastically, licking and sucking on her like my life depends on it. And it does because she's my life, and there's no way in hell I'm letting her slip through my fingers.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I prompt her.

She stiffens underneath me, and I suck on her harder, swirling my tongue around her sensitive bundle of nerves until she melts against me again.

“Tell me,” I order her again.

She presses her lips together and still resists, so I suck her more earnestly, bringing her closer and closer to the edge only to back off again.

“Say it!” I growl against her, my arms taut with tension. We’re in a battle of wills, but I will dominate her.

She doesn’t speak, so I edge her again.

She lets out a growl of frustration and glares down at me with lust-riddled eyes.

I glare back at her from between her legs, flicking her clit torturously slowly before she finally cries out angrily, “Yes! Yes! I’m yours!”

“Good girl,” I snarl out in satisfaction before I hollow my cheeks and finish her off by plugging her hole with two fingers while I bat my tongue over her clit repeatedly.

She cries out, her fingers tightening in my hair painfully, but I welcome the pain. Her sweet juices flood my face, and I drink her up greedily.

My cock is aching so bad it's near to bursting. Fuck, I’ve got to have her.

Just as I'm standing and getting ready to set my swollen length free and plunge inside her sweet depths, there's a knock on the door.

Lucy turns her flushed face to me, panic lighting her eyes before she pushes me away and hops off the desk.

She struggles to right her clothing and smooth out her hair. Her face is flushed, and she gives me a warning glance as she walks over to the door and opens it.

“Miss Minerva,” she greets the teacher warmly. “I'm so sorry! I don't know how that happened. The door must have fallen shut.”

The teacher's eyes flick between me and Lucy curiously before Lucy volunteers, “I’d like you to meet my stepbrother, Luke.”

I nod at the teacher but don’t offer her my hand. She probably wouldn’t appreciate shaking the hand that was just in her aide’s cunt.

She smiles at me cordially as she gushes about Lucy. “Nice to meet you. Your stepsister is a godsend. I don't know what I would do without her.”

If the woman suspects what Lucy and I were just doing or smells the scent of sex still lingering in the air, she makes no hint of it.

“Luke was just leaving,” Lucy says as she gives me a pointed look.

I stuff my hands in my pockets and smile back at her. “I don’t mind waiting for you, baby sis. Thought I’d give you a ride home.”

Lucy’s eyes cut daggers at me, and I have to fight back my smirk.

“That’s okay. You go ahead,” she tells me. “I plan on staying late tonight.”

The teacher pats Lucy on the arm and smiles at her kindly. “Now, Lucy, darling, there’s no need for that. You've got me more caught up than any other teacher in this hallway.” The teacher smiles at me, and I grin back at her indulgently. “You go on home with your stepbrother, dear. It was very sweet of him to stop by to take you home.”

I smile at Lucy smugly.

Her face falls as she bids the teacher goodnight before she grabs her purse and stalks out of the room in front of me.

She's pissed. I can feel it rolling off her in waves. But I grin to myself because I know exactly how to make her purr.


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