Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
But I’d never admitted it to myself, and I never would have made a move… But he did.
My body shivered when I remembered his mouth on it. The way he’d kissed me, his mouth hot on my skin, his teeth digging into my flesh. He’d taken my virginity, and even though I knew it was so very wrong, I didn’t want to change it. Not for anything in the world.
“Hello, earth to Kendall,” Amanda called out.
“Yes, I’ll go downstairs,” I said grumpily. “Would you mind giving me some privacy?”
“I’m your sister, you freak,” she rolled her eyes. “I’ve seen you naked a thousand times.”
“Yeah, a thousand times too many,” I muttered to myself, waiting for her to leave, but she didn’t.
Instead, she sat down next to me on the bed and kissed my cheek, just like she used to when we were younger.
“What’s up, Kenny?” she asked me. Her eyes were worried as they sought out mine, and I worried she might realize what had happened the previous night.
The evidence of it was right under her nose. Right under the sheets that covered my naked body.
“Nothing,” I said dismissively. “I think I’m just having an off day. I feel grumpy.”
“Grumpy old thing,” Amanda giggled, smoothing down my hair. “Come on. Let’s go have breakfast. Maybe Mom and Levi won’t scream their heads off at each other today.”
I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks, but thankfully she’d already gotten up and made for the door.
“It’s pancakes today,” she said happily, then winked. “Last one down’s a rotten egg.”
I smiled to myself as she disappeared down the hallway, then put one foot on the floor. I hid my naked body with the sheets and walked to the closet, pulling out some of my favorite pajamas. I wasn’t going to get dressed up for him. I wasn’t going to fall into that trap. He’d made it perfectly clear what happened between us was never going to happen again, so I was going to treat him the same way I always had.
I dropped the sheets to the floor and bent down in front of my closet to get some underwear.
“Kendall, you need to…”
I stopped in my tracks, covering up my exposed parts and turning my head towards the door.
Levi stood in the doorway, his eyes wide and his hands forming fists at his sides.
“Kendall,” he said again, his voice rough. “Come downstairs, your mother’s waiting.”
I dropped my hands, because I felt like a bitch. And after the way he’d treated me last night, I wasn’t going to let him make me feel less important again.
“I’ll be there,” I said coldly.
He didn’t stop staring. Staring so blatantly at my tits, at my sore little pussy. He didn’t even attempt to hide the lust in his eyes, just drank my body in like it was a piece of meat.
“I’m not for sale,” I told him with a hiss, and he grinned at me, taking a step towards me. “Stop staring or I’ll have to charge you.”
My voice was shaking as he approached me. I froze on the spot. My body shaking when he touched a finger to my nipple, roughly tweaking it into a point.
“Now, Kendall,” he grunted. “Why the fuck would I buy you, when I can get a taste for free?”
I hissed at him as he pulled on my nipple. He stretched out the tender skin until my voice turned into a needy, desperate little moan, and then he laughed in my face.
“We’re going to have fun,” he told me with a grin. “A lot of fun.”
“No,” I practically begged, and he let go of my nipple. My tits bounced and he licked his lips as he stared at me.
“Go downstairs, Kendall,” he said again, and this time, his voice was rougher. “And put some fucking clothes on.”
He turned to leave and I pouted as he slammed the door shut on his way out.
I’d show him.
I walked into the kitchen, already hearing them arguing from the hallway.
Mom was bitching about something or other, and Levi was snapping at her. Amanda was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes so clumsily most of them ended up being a total mess.
“Morning,” I said cheerily, walking into the room and sitting on a barstool as if I didn’t have a worry in the world.
“Kendall,” Mom snapped at me. “God, would it fucking hurt you girls to put some actual clothes on?”
“What?” I asked, pulling my shirt over my thighs. “Levi got me this last year.”
“You’ve obviously outgrown it,” Mom muttered to herself before turning her attention back to my stepfather. “You’re going to be late for work if you don’t get a move on, Levi!”
He was still looking at me though. The shirt was from his business trip to New York, one of those cheesy ‘I heart NYC’ ones, and it barely covered my butt. I knew if I leaned down just a little bit, my panties would peek out. If he wanted to play games with me, I was more than willing to play along. Levi thought he was in charge here, but I had my own aces up my sleeve, and my body was one of them.