Drawn to You (Lover to Stepbrother)(43)

I have Facebook stalked her and the years have made her even more beautiful. She wears more eyeliner and mascara but she’s still beautiful. Even with her long, black hair. I’ve liked their band page and I look forward to those who share videos of the gigs they play at.

“I can’t believe my son is going to be playing ball for a career. You really are living the dream, boy.” I don’t know if I should take that as an insult or compliment.

“Thanks, Dad.”

“We are so proud of you, honey. You worked so hard and it has paid off. I bet you’re over the moon.”

“I am. I just can’t believe how quickly these years have flown. No more school, no more exams. It’s crazy. I just train and play.” I still can’t get my head around it.

“Well, make sure you tell us when you play the first game. I want to get tickets ASAP.” Marie says to me.

“I think we get some free tickets so I’ll make sure I send them over to you.”

“Thank you, sweetie, I won’t miss a game.” She places her hand over mine and I give it a squeeze, feeling something in my chest.

“Thank you, Marie. Really.” I see tears prickle her eyes. Looking into them, it’s almost like I’m looking into Sasha’s.

“You are such a good boy. You earned this.”

We talk and eat and soon they are waving goodbye. I watch them go and am standing there just looking into space when I hear my name and turn to see Nicole from high school.

“Nicole?” I look her over and she hasn’t changed at all.

“Thought that was you. What are you doing back here, big famous football player?” I chuckle.

“Dinner with the parents.”

“No sister?” she asks me, giving me a look.

“Nope.” I pop the p and she smiles bigger.

“Well, I was visiting family, also. I’m staying at the hotel around the corner. Want to come with and we can catch up?” I debate it over for a second before I agree.

I follow her to where she is staying and when we get to her room, of course, it has to be the penthouse. I look around the clean, spacious room as she heads to the bar and pours us both a drink. She hands me a glass and I take a seat on the couch and she follows suit.

“This is a nice place.”

“It is.” I take a long sip. I watch her watching me. “Colin?”

“Yeah.”

She smiles sweetly at me. “Do you want to fuck me?” she says casually like we are discussing the weather.

“You're very forward.” I chuckle.

“I just wanted to get it out there instead of tip-toeing around it.” I look to her and I quickly finish my drink. I pull her to me so she’s straddling me.

“Ride me then.” She smiles.

I watch her unzip me, freeing me, and when her mouth covers my dick, my head falls back. She keeps sucking for a few minutes before she stops. I watch her grab a condom from her purse, ripping the packet with her teeth, placing it around my dick before climbing over me. I watch as she lifts up her dress, revealing that she’s not wearing any underwear. She holds my cock and places it at her entrance, sliding it along her wet folds before slowly sliding down.

“I forgot how good your dick is.” She pants.

“Ride me, Nicole.” She starts moving. My head falls back once again as she screams and moans out in pleasure. She rides faster and soon she screams out her release and I quickly grab her, pushing her down to the couch as I thrust hard inside her until my release hits me.

“Fuck, men are shit compared to you in bed.” I laugh as I stand to adjust myself.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“You should. I was disappointed when I heard you were dating that Sasha girl back in high school. I wasn’t quite finished with you back then.” My body freezes when I hear her say Sasha’s name.

“Let’s not talk about her.”

“Sorry, I know it’s a sore subject, dating a girl who ended up being your stepsister. She should have listened to me back then. I warned her it wouldn’t end well.”

A flashback enters my head.

Sasha on the grass upset that Nicole told her that I would leave her or cheat. What the fuck did I just do?

“I’m leaving.” I start heading to the door.

“You don’t need to go.” She runs after me. “We can go a couple more rounds if you want,” she purrs at me.

“I think I had my fill, but thanks, though.” I open the door.

“You are really walking away from me. Even after that?” She points to the couch.

“It was a fuck.”

“It was a pretty good fuck. How the fuck did that music nerd tame you? I know you haven’t dated any other girl since.”

“Been stalking me?” I smirk at her.

“No, I just read what’s going on. That nerd surely couldn’t have made you happy.” I feel anger bubbling inside me.

“Stop fucking talking about her and stop fucking saying she’s a nerd. It pissed me off back then, it's pissing me off now. She wasn’t just an amazing fuck, she was mind-blowing. In and out of the bedroom. She was sweet, kind, caring, everything you surely aren’t.”

“Too bad she’s your stepsister.” She crosses her arms, smirking back at me.