Chapter 04

Liam

“And what if I don't want you to stop?”

I looked down at her full pink lips that had droplets of water on them, making them look all the more appealing to the eyes.

The moment I laid eyes on her for the first time, the day I arrived here, I cursed my fate.

If only she weren't the daughter of the man my mom was about to marry, I would have shown her heaven the first day only.

She looked so pretty in her white sleeveless crop top and denim shorts that fit so beautifully on her ass that I barely managed to hold myself from spanking them.

And when she walked in on me having a shower, I saw the lust glazed in her eyes. Her hungry eyes were taking me in without any shame, and her gaze made my already hard buddy even more excited.

If it wasn't for the interruption, I think we would have gone further than just looking at each other.

And as soon as she had left the bathroom, I held my pulsing dick in my hand and relieved my desires, closing my eyes and fantasising about her in the shower with me. Naked and pressed to my body.

And almost every night since then, I had gotten off thinking about her.

Her presence was like an unbearable itch I couldn't cure.

She was there, but I couldn't have her, and it was all just so frustrating. Getting off thinking about someone who is sleeping in the bedroom adjacent to yours.

This past week, when I was away for business, I took this chance to get rid of that itch. I hooked up with a couple of random women I met in clubs, and for the time I was there, it seemed to work.

But as soon as I saw her dipping in the swimming pool in nothing but a black bikini, that stirred up the itch in me again.

Her body glistened with the water as she stared far into the distance.

She was treading in dangerous territory. And something in me told me she was aware of that.

And now that she was standing so close to me, her hooded eyes looking at me with lust, I knew she'd get her way.

Especially when she trailed her index finger on my exposed chest. Trailing it along the lines of my muscles.

Her touch ignited a heat in my body that excited the member I had just taken a few minutes to calm down.

With shallow, deep breaths, I placed my hand on her waist, pulling her flush into me.

Her eyes widened because she could feel how hard it was, as her stomach was pressed against my cock.

“You feel that, baby girl? It's what you do to me, every time I'm in your presence. So you should know what you're playing with,” I softly muttered in her ear, biting the shell of her ear gently.

And by how her hand clenched the waistband of my shorts, I knew she was exactly getting where I wanted her to.

I could feel her breath on my jaw. Shallow and deep.

Smirking, I grazed my fingers over her naked waist. When my fingers touched the strings of her bikini bottom, she gasped.

My hand was hovering just over, where I knew she wanted me. But I wasn't about to give it to her.

“Do you want it, babygirl?” I asked, my question insinuating.

I could feel her nod against my jaw, her hand that was on my chest, now gripping my shoulder.

“I need words, Avery. That's how it works,” I spoke, now slowly trailing my hand up her back.

Holding the strings of her bikini top, I pulled it enough to lose but not enough to fall open.

“Yes… Yes, I do,” she whispered against the skin of my jaw, almost breathless.

Her aroused voice sounded so good that I felt my bud jerk at the sound of it.

“Good girl,” I praised and moved back so we were face to face.

I leaned down, enough for our lips to be grazing each other, but not quite touching.

Holding her jaw, I tipped her face up to meet her heat-filled gaze.

My fingers were still toying with the strings of her bikini top.

“Well then, you should know the rule: if you want it, you get it,” I murmured the words on her lips.

The full, pink, kissable lips that I was dying to taste.

It took some time for her to register my words, but just when she was about to act on them, I pulled away entirely.

But not without pulling her strings open.

I backed away with a smirk as I witnessed the deadpan expression on her face while she held her top from falling.

With a wink, I turned away and climbed out of the pool.

“You're a dick!” I laughed when she screamed from behind me.

Oh, baby girl, if only you knew how much command it took to not bend you over the corner of the pool or on the beach chair, while I fucked you raw and hard.

I sighed and got into the bathroom. This time, I made sure to lock it. I couldn't take the risk of her walking in again because this time I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back.

After discarding my swim shorts, I got into the enclosed shower, holding my throbbing dick, and I put my hand to good use.

After a while, when the ropes of white liquid shot through my cock and onto the black tiles, I pictured them falling over my “stepsister” instead.

I was already regretting my decision to leave her on edge.

When Michael and Mom returned from their date, they brought pizza for us as they had already had dinner.

I just took a box of Mozzarella and headed back to my room because I was having a very important meeting with Suzy, my business partner.

And due to that, I couldn't catch Avery. I only heard her footsteps twice in front of my door when she probably went for dinner and came back. Judging by how little time she took, I knew she must have brought her dinner to her bedroom as well.

Packing up my meeting that went on for quite a long time, I took off my polo and joggers and settled on the bed in just my briefs.

The whole day of travelling and then the meeting had drained my energy. So as soon as I hit the bed, I was out like a light.

Until I woke up again, to a sight to behold.