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Step-By-Step(43)



Why was she telling me this?

“I hate to be told what to do. I’m not a child anymore.”

I knew the feeling. “Yeah.”

“This vacation has been boring.”

“Really?”

“I’m too young for the disco, and they won’t let me gamble. I’ve been here two weeks, and my father likes to drink. It’s boring watching people drink.”

“That sucks.”

“How long have you been here?”

“A couple of days.”

“Where are you from in the States?”

“Seattle.”

“Oh. I’ve been to California and New York, but not Seattle.”

“Do you travel a lot?”

“Yes, every year.”

“You’re lucky.”

“We have August off to travel. I was in Italy last year.”

“Lucky you.”

“Was he…you’re lucky.” She had been about to ask something else.

“What?”

“I can’t get it out of my head; what I saw today behind the waterfall. You didn’t even know I was there.” She glanced into the water. “You’re lucky.”

“Um, yeah.” This conversation was heading into dangerous territory. She’d seen way too much.

“I have a boyfriend, but he’s like a little boy with blonde hair and slim hips.” She sighed. “I’d love a man who looks like a cowboy or George Clooney. Your man is very sexy.”

Should I be getting jealous at this point? “Um, thanks.” The sound of footsteps caught my attention. I craned my neck in the direction of the walkway and glimpsed Stephen approaching. I got out of the water quickly.

“Oh, you’re not leaving yet, are you?” She looked disappointed.

“Hey, Emma. I thought you’d be higher up, but I guess not.”

“This tub is the warmest.” I dried myself off.

“Let’s get in.” He caught sight of the German stranger. “Hi.”

“Hello.” Her gaze skimmed over his chest, stomach, and crotch, until he stepped into the water, hiding the view.

Jealously pricked me. “Um, I’m kinda done here.”

Stephen grinned. “What? I just got in.”

“I’m Klara.”

“Hi. Stephen.”

Did he have to be so friendly? Ugh. I returned to the water, resigned to the fact that we would not have any privacy tonight.

“It’s nice,” said Stephen.

“I saw you today behind the waterfall.”

My stepfather jerked in surprise. “That was you?”

“Your cock is amazing.”





Chapter Six





His eyes lit up like sparklers on the Fourth of July. “Really?” He grinned wickedly. “You don’t say.”

I glared at her, brimming with anger. “She’s German.”

“Gute nacht,” he said, butchering the pronunciation. “That’s all I know in German.”

She smiled flirtatiously and stared at him hungrily, which set me on edge. The fact that Stephen seemed to enjoy the attention pissed me off even more.

“You like younger women?”

Stephen’s mouth hung open. “Uh…I suppose. He cast me a worried, yet amused glance.

“She apparently liked what she saw earlier today.”

“I guess so.”

“I’ve been here two weeks. I’m bored.” She stood and sat on the edge with her feet in the water. “You’re the only interesting people I’ve met. Everyone else is old or too young.”

“I find that hard to believe,” murmured Stephen.

“It’s true. My father won’t let me leave the resort unless he’s with me. All he wants to do is drink.”

“That not fun,” said Stephen.

Something flashed in her pretty, almond-shaped eyes. She got into the water and swam to us. “I have my own room,” she purred. “I would like you to come with me. We could…have a good time together.”

Stephen’s face tightened with disbelief and arousal. I’d seen that look before. She wanted to have sex with us, and it seemed my stepfather was open to this sinful suggestion. Would we go off with a stranger and do that? I wasn’t a lesbian, and Stephen was married, for Christ’s sakes. I glanced at him for a reaction. His brows had risen, and I suspected his shorts had as well.

“That’s an awfully nice invitation, but…”

She cocked her head to the side. “Please don’t say no.” Her arms wound around his neck. “Only say yes.” She kissed him, moaning while thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

He didn’t stand a chance, and we both knew it. When faced with the prospect of having hot, nasty sex with a gorgeous stranger, men would always follow their dicks; make no mistake about it. I watched him kiss her, feeling confused and vulnerable. He was mine, dammit! Only my mom and I should be kissing him like that.