I moaned loudly the minute I felt his hand slip inside of me."Ryder…" I cried out, leaning backwards and giving him better access."You have to keep it low unless you're going to get us caught" he says and I immediately clamped my fingers to my mouth to keep my moans. Yet if anyone comes closer to the door, they will still hear my low moans.Doing it in school here is the most inappropriate thing to do as we could get caught easily. Het suspension and maybe our parents and even the whole school will get to know that I've had my Stepbrother's finger in my cunt. And if he wants to fuck I'll let him do it shamelessly. Without hesitation or thinking twice.Ryder could be anything but I give it to him that he sure knows how to use his hand damn well."You feel so tight around me, Genie" he leaned to whisper against my neck.I nodded my head frantically. "I know it's been a while for you isn't it? Did that boy make you wiggle your ass and grin on my finger like I'm doing now?" He asked, a

I got to practice on time, luckily for me, so I didn't have to run laps again. My phone chimed in my pocket and I brought it out eagerly thinking it's Genie who had texted me. I fucked up and shouldn't be expecting her texts but I can only hope. I don't want to skip any chance. I furrowed my brows when I saw the name on the screen. DadNot Genie. I wanted to ignore it, toss my phone aside and forget I ever got the message but I decided not to, knowing he won't let me off the hook easily. I swipe my hand across the screen to access the full message. Dad: Be home early, we're going to have a family discussion and I want you to be there. The message read and I hissed. I could only think of what family gathering he wanted to talk about this time. Ever since he has been with Sophia, Genie's mom he has been more frequently at home. The father I know leaves home early and comes back whenever he desires only to come back and stay for a short period. But now, the story has changed.I s

Finn gave me one of his shirts and I excused myself to change. Luckily I was wearing a skirt, so it matched the sports shirt perfectly. A part of me wanted to turn back and just go home because I'm agreeing to cheering for Finn just to see Ryder riled up. I'm waiting perfectly for his reaction when he sees Finn's number on me and not his. He has tried various times to get me to wear his number which I refused vehemently. I don't even watch his matches anymore. "Are you done, Genie?" Finn called, knocking on the door of the male's locker room that I had slipped into. I raised my head and tucked the side of the shirt into my skirt's band so that it fit and the shirt appeared to be oversized. "Yes, just a Moment" I called out back, loudly enough for him to hear me. I reached for my purse and pulled out the emergency lip gloss I had there and applied it to my lips hastily. "Sorry, I had to keep you waiting" I pushed the fork open. "It's okay, I just have to make sure I get you a

For the first time since I realised I'm slowly falling in love with my jackass stepbrother, I tried not about him more or less he's in the next room with the last person I ever want to see doing God's knows what. Fury and pain are not a good combination, I could feel my heart shattering into different tiny pieces yet, I want to break the adjoining door and pull both of them apart. After some minutes, I managed to get myself off the floor and prepare to get ready for Kyle's party as that's the only thing I can do without me thinking of what's happening in the next room. It's a good way to meet other people as well. Being a nerd, I mean an all straight A student comes with little responsibilities. Through my school year I've never been to parties, if we aren't counting birthday parties, I mean real highschool parties. We moved states and I changed school before I could get the chance to make new friends. I enjoyed Finn's company earlier and I'm looking forward to spending more time

GENIE'S POVOne hour later, we're near Kyle's house. Kyle lives IN a nice neighborhood I could tell from the mansions built around here, however it does not beat James Mansion. I've seen many multi-million mansions but nothing beats his. I could tell that we're near as the pounding rhythm of music gets louder. I wonder if it's like this all the time, disturbing the whole neighborhood without them suing him for disturbing. But again, what do I know about parties and the rules behind them? The lane was lined with car after car, displaying themagnitude of the party we were crashing. My hands clenched tightly as I cling to my black clutch like my life depends on it as Liam squeezed into a spot away from the block away from the party. Lexi, who was seated with him at the front, looked back at me and flashed a smile, an indication that we finally made it to our first official party in high school successfully. "Do you think this is a good idea?" I asked again, worriedly. This is the la