Annoyed, I went for a walk, my thoughts back on the cult and my damn stepsister. Somehow, she was wrapped up in everything.
As I moved around back, I paused when I saw her sitting out by the pool. It wasn’t even noon yet, but the sun was hot and strong. The suntan oil on her skin glistened in the light, and her bikini showed off her perfect, full figure. Her tits and thighs looked fucking delicious, and I suddenly remembered the way she had sucked my cock, both tender and fierce. I wanted to grab her hair and shove my dick down her throat while I tongued her little clit. I felt my cock begin to stir in my shorts and felt annoyed that my hard-won relaxation was totally destroyed the second I saw her.
She tipped down her sunglasses when she noticed me staring.
“I thought you were gone for good,” she said.
I walked over and grinned at her. “Just been busy.”
“Sure.” She slipped her sunglasses on and looked away.
That coy, bitchy shit just made me want her more. I knew it was all an act, pretending like she didn’t give a fuck. She was a virgin, after all. She couldn’t help herself but want me around, especially when I could get her soaking wet with just a pinky finger.
I turned to walk away, not wanting to deal with any bullshit, when she spoke up again.
“Where’d you disappear to yesterday?”
There it was. I knew she’d been thinking about it. Didn’t take much more than just calling her bluff.
“Had some business to take care of,” I said, turning back.
“Business,” she repeated. “Anything that has to do with what happened?”
“Which part?” I asked. “The pirates or me making you come so hard you screamed?”
“I didn’t scream,” she said, sitting up.
“You did. You also nearly tore the sheets in half with how hard you were gripping them.”
“I was talking about the pirates.”
“I figured. Don’t worry about that anymore.”
“What did you do?”
“Honestly, nothing, but you’ll be safe.”
“I wasn’t worried,” she said, sitting back.
“Now, is it time we talked about that other thing?”
“No, thanks. You’re just going to say a bunch of inappropriate stuff.”
“You’re just annoyed that I already got you soaking wet.”
“Hardly.”
“We both know it’s true. I bet you’d practically drip down onto my tongue.”
“Nate! Our parents are home.”
“So what? I’ll put my hand over your mouth while I fuck you from behind, make sure you’re quiet while I take that pussy.”
“I’m not sure that would work,” she muttered.
“Want to find out?”
She looked at me for a second. “Why is your mom such a bitch?” she asked, clearly trying to change the subject.
“That was a pretty harsh segue.”
“She was a hungover mess yesterday morning. Today, too.”
“Seems about right.”
“She was so normal at the beginning of the summer.”
“This is her pattern.” I sighed, not at all surprised we were having this conversation. “She gets comfortable with her new guy and starts to act like her normal alcoholic self.”
“I don’t like it.”
I snorted. “You’ll get used to it. Or not, and you’ll leave to join the fucking Navy because you’re a kid and you can’t handle being around your psychotic, self-destructive mother anymore.”
“That’s why you joined?”
“Nah. It was mostly for the dental plan.” I smirked at her and she laughed.
“What about your dad?” she asked.
“What about him?”
“You never bring him up.”
“Can’t say I know much about him.”
She looked frustrated. “Okay, how about you pretend like we’re having a conversation and try that again?”
I laughed. “Relax there, princess. My dad died when I was just a kid.”
“Was he like your mom?”
“An alcoholic? Yeah, so she says. He was a hard man with a hard life before he met my mom. I think that was what attracted her.”
“What happened?”
“Cancer, actually. Though the drinking wasn’t too far behind, according to my mother.”
“That seems hard.”
“Not really. I buried that demon a long time ago. I got new demons now.”
“Like, from the army?”
I looked at her for a second, not saying anything. She could be blunt, but also a little naïve at times.
“You can talk to me, you know,” she said.
“Not interested in having a cry fest with my stepsister, but thanks.”