Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Slowly, I slid further back on his desk until I was sitting on it. I kicked my mary-janes off and leaned back on my elbows, before slowly raising my crossed legs to let my feet rest on the edge of the desk. My breath came hard as I watched his jaw twitch and heard the growl low in his throat as his eyes dropped to the view beneath my skirt that was now wide and inviting to him. I felt my pulse race, the bra-less nipples under my shirt straining hard against the fabric as I felt his hungry eyes narrow in on my little pussy.
“I think you forgot something today, princess,” he groaned, his hands clenching to fists on the arm rests of his chair.
“Did I?” I breathed the words, swallowing the heat and the disbelief that this was really happening.
His eyes dragged back up to mine, and they flashed fiercely.
“I think you forgot panties today.”
Slowly, I shook my head. “No I didn’t,” I whispered.
Channing growled.
“Enjoying the view?” I whispered breathlessly, my heart hammering at my chest as the object of my lust and love looked at the most private part of me with hunger on his face.
“Because it’s for you,” I panted, my skin tingling under his gaze. God, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter, knowing he was looking at me under my skirt.
“It’s all for you.”
“Careful,” Channing growled, his eyes pulling back to mine. I could see the vein in his neck throb as his whole muscled body clenched tight. I could only imagine the other parts of him growing firm and hard.
“Careful of what?” I breathed.
“You fucking know, Everly,” Channing said tightly. “You keep teasing me like this, and I’m not going to play nice.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to play ni—”
“I’m warning you, princess,” he groaned, his hands clenched tight on the armrests of his chair, like he was barely hanging onto his control. And the thought of him losing that control only made my whole body tingle even more, and made my heart race even faster.
“Warning me about what?” I let the words drip from my lips, feeling sexier than I’d ever felt before. I could feel the heat of his gaze as his eyes dropped back between my legs, and slowly, I spread them wider. I was open completely to him then, my young, wet, pink pussy glistening in the soft light of his office.
“Should I spread my legs a little more so you can see my tight little pussy, stepbrother?” I panted, feeling like I was in a dream as words I’d never even imagined I could say out loud came tumbling out. “I know you like my panties so much, so I hope it’s okay that I didn’t wear any today.”
I watched his breath catch and his eyes flash as he realized what I was saying.
“You watched me, huh?”
I nodded, panting as I spread my legs as wide as they could. My skirt slid up my thighs, pooling at my waist as I let him see all of me.
“Dirty girl,” Channing growled. “What a dirty, bad little fucking girl, watching her stepbrother jerk his big cock.”
I whimpered, my eyes dropping to the huge bulge in pants.
“Who’s the dirty one here?” I whimpered. “All I see is dirty stepbrother who was going through his step-sister’s panty drawer while he jerked off.”
He groaned audibly, his hands gripping at the armrests of his chair and his forearms straining beneath his rolled sleeves.
“Oh, I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable,” I teased breathlessly. “You look pretty flustered over there.”
My heart was pounding now as I continued my seduction. The time for turning back and returning to our normal day-to-day was long, long gone. Really, it'd be gone the second I poked my head around that bedroom doorway and saw him stroking his cock. But it was certainly gone when I'd shown my stepbrother my pussy, sitting in front of him on the edge of his desk.
“I think you liked watching me, Channing,” I whispered. “That day when you were in my room stroking your cock—”
“Fuck, princess,” he groaned.
“Yes?” I said as sweetly as I could.
“You’ve got some dirty words for a sweet little girl.”
“Maybe I’m not so sweet,” I breathed
“I’ll be the judge of that,” he growled. “But I’ve got money on you being sweet as fucking candy.” His eyes dropped back between my legs, and I whimpered softly.
“Do you like my little pussy, stepbrother?” My voice was quiet and full of my lust. I chewed at my lip, watching him groan and tense as he slowly, almost unconsciously leaned closer towards me. I could feel his breath on my knee, and it sent a hot flush racing through my body. I felt my own desire flood through my folds as I watched his face groan in desire. Channing’s jaw tightened and he swallowed hard, and an almost dark, fierce look shadowed his eyes as he leaned closer still, his eyes locked on my cunt. His hand gripped at his thigh, the tension there apparent as the bulge between his legs throbbed in his pants.