Chapter 9

Nicholas..

Maeve. Maeve. Maeve. She was so much trouble.

I sat in my car, my hands resting on the steering wheel as I watched her sleep. She would even mumble in her sleep.

I let out a small laugh. I could not believe I was here right now. I should not be, but somehow, I could not resist the thoughts in my head. I thought that four years of being away from Maeve would at least make things easier, but no, it did not. It only made matters worse.

She easily got to me. I had tried to control myself and my feelings around her, but I failed every time.

Maeve had grown into such a beautiful woman, with curves and a figure that made it difficult for me to look away. Every time I looked at her, I could feel my body reacting to her. I could feel myself getting hard, wanting to ruin her but she was my step sister and I didn't want to do anything to ruin this family. I watched Maeve grow, it's so wrong to have dirty thoughts of her, it's so wrong wanting my dick inside those mouths of hers. It's so wrong wanting to undress her and give her the best fuck of her life, so wrong.

So wrong wanting to lick her again and again, from her tits down to licking her pussy clean. If I could, I would wake Maeve up right now and show her why she would never have to play games with me by wearing the shortest skirt she had to go to a freaking party! I have been so uneasy, the thought of letting other men look at her and exactly why I came to pick her up!

But I have to stay away from her, to prevent what happened in the past from repeating itself again.

I heaved a deep sigh as the sirens began blaring in the distance. The police were here. Not Maeve sleeping peacefully after causing that whole fight to break out. She was such a nuisance.

My eyes unwittingly drifted to her thighs. Almost everything was freaking exposed, but she still looked hot.

‘control yourself nic’ I muttered to myself before starting the car and driving off.

A few minutes into the drive, Maeve suddenly shifted in her seat and let out a small groan.

"Nicholas, that stupid jerk!" she mumbled before suddenly sitting upright.

I nearly jumped.

I glanced at her, but she was already sinking back into the seat, completely unaware of what she had just done.

I stared at her for a moment before letting out a scoff.

She had to be the funniest woman alive.

We got home, and I took her inside. I had to carry her. It was still 8 p.m., and neither of the parents were back yet. The moment I stepped onto the stairs to climb up,

Maeve opened her eyes and saw me. "What! Nic? Put me the fuck down!" she commanded, her words slightly slurred as she struggled to keep her eyes open. She was clearly still dizzy from all the alcohol she had consumed.

"I need to take you upstairs." I said firmly.

"No, don't! Get your filthy hands off me!" she demanded, eventually managing to climb out of my arms as she landed on the floor.

"Maeve. You need to go to sleep."

"Fuck you. Why do you care about that? Brotherrrr," she stressed the last word.

She was cute when she was drunk.

I folded my arms and watched her.

"I hate you so much. You are so annoying! Why did you even come back? Just leave. I don't want to see you ever again!" she mumbled, her words slurred and her voice heavy with sleep.

She rolled her eyes, glaring at me before eventually turning over to the other side.

She coughed.

"I need water!"

"Okay... I will get you some."

"No, never mind. I will do that myself!"

She tried forcing herself to stand and sluggishly made her way towards the fridge. She held onto everything she could for balance, but I followed behind her to make sure she did not fall.

I opened the fridge, took out a bottle of water, opened it, and handed it to her.

She scoffed. "I didn't ask!"

Then she took it and gulped it down before suddenly spitting some of the water directly into my face.

I shut my eyes and stood there in disbelief.

Maeve burst into laughter. "Look at your face!" She pointed at me. "You are so ugly. Actually that's what I want. So no girl would stare at you in school!"

"Don't worry, I'm going to lick it off." She dropped the bottle on the floor and immediately stepped closer to me, cupping my face.

"Maeve, what are you doing?" I tried to adjust but she held me still and started licking my face. I stood still, fuck,I was losing it, my dick had turned hard.

She reached my lips and locked lips with me, kissing me hard. Shit, I kissed her back. Our moans and kiss grew deeper and louder, Maeve pulled away and went on her knees.

“I have always wondered what you were like down here Nic.” She pressed her lips, her hands going to my dick. She rubbed it gently from my trousers.

“You are hard..”

“Maeve stoppp…” I said but my mind and my mouth weren't aligned because I want it too. I want to push my dick down her throat.

“Wait…” Maeve quickly unlocked my belt, pulling down my trousers and undershorts, her eyes widened when my cock dangled out.

I stood still like I was powerless.

“It's cute” she groaned, massaging my dick with both hands. I ran my hands on my hair, a wave of electricity hitting me. It felt so good.

“Can I put my mouth?” She asked..

I wanted it but hell no Maeve was drunk. I bet she doesn't even know what is going on right now and might possibly not remember tomorrow morning.

I heaved a deep sigh and pulled up my undershorts and trousers back on..

I bent down and gripped her by the arms, pulling her up from the floor until she was standing.

"You have to go to sleep! "