My Hot Step Brother Wants Me
ti
en I get to school. She looks furious and a little concer
s trying to fix it. I swear, sometimes I think he enjoys watching me struggle." I can see the
Let's just hope we don't mi
and winks at me before wrapping his hands around one of his f
ically hitting her back against her locker. There's a big smile on her face and he
e gag sound. "Jesus, Emily! That's my fuc
" Emily looks at me briefly before turning back to stare at the hallway where Hasan and his group
her, but out of jealousy because I have had those thoughts about him too. Hell, I even acted o
later, she's by me, struggling to meet my pace. We march steadily to class
pent the last days of summer practicing. While I had trust in them to do an amazing job, I still wan
walked in almost immediately after we took our seats. S
s brief. She took attendance, and each one of us answered present. Except for Hasan.
, I didn't want Hasan to get in t
retted my lie as soon as I spoke. What if it comes to bite me in the ass? True, the football
e bell goes off, every
out. Emily and I exchange puzzled looks.
Mr. Olivera is
ot when she looks at me with a look cold enough
. Lie to me one more time and I will fail you. We don't want that soiling your Yale application, do we?" her voice lowe
lp and nodded. S
RS
ur choreography one more time. The stadium was large and filled with students from
the field, cheering our poms as the boys walked out. Hasan was the captain and stood first
them a stern look, silently telling them to be on their best behavior. In effect, I acted out of je
t?
y transited to the next routine. I mentally curse myself for letting Hasan and his gimmicks
rinted in. In seconds, we hit our first touchdown, and the crowd went crazy, the cheer team included. By the e
ing and gushing about being invited to a party being organized by the head of the fo
h of horny high school boys. But alas, the deed had already been done. I sprint for Hasan's locker as
e. The brown of his eyes and the whiteness of his teeth almost knock me off my feet. He ra
ts a brow in a nonc
hosting
from the bench and begins to wipe his damp hair. He drops the towel and walks away from me
remembering what had brought me int
a mess of the house. Mother will kill me if she finds out." I fo
ng low and sultry that makes a tear roll down my thighs. "You'll have to put an extra ey
fuc
se that to taunt me to his heart's satisfaction. I go to
my dick?" I roll my eyes
friends burst into laughter, and I dart out of the locker r
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