My stepbrother

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Zayne

I walk out of Maija’s room, more annoyed than I would like to admit. I cannot believe she thinks I wantto date her. Don’t you? A little voice in my head replies, but instead of giving it any validity, I push it tothe back of my mind. Of course, I won’t date her, sex sure, but I don’t date. I don’t fall in love. Sheshould be so lucky; any girl would be drooling over me right now. I clench my fist. She has the nerve toreject me, even after wearing my gray sweatpants? These have never failed me, not that I had to usethem often. I storm into my room, then stand before the mirror.

“I look good.” I nod. I know I look good, so why is she so unaffected by me when I want her so damnbad? Am I not her type? I dismiss that thought immediately. I am everybody’s type. The image of herlying in bed in her red shorts and tube top surfaces in my mind. I bite my lip, thinking of her chocolatethighs spilling to the side, highlighting the curve of hips and the roundness of that ass. Man, I can’t waitto map her body with my hands.

“Damn,” I scream before jumping into my bed. Why can’t I stop thinking about her? She treats me likeI’m dust. Even when I told her, she isn’t my type to see her reaction, but once again, Wall-e saysnothing.

“Wall-e is the perfect name for that robot,” I mumble because that is exactly how she acts, no emotions.It’s as if she’s been programmed to make blunt, witty statements while looking hot and, in the process,drive me crazy. However, this makes me want to break her. I can’t wait until she is beneath me. I wantto watch as she shakes when I’m tasting her love juice. I can’t wait until she’s sinking her nails in myback as I sink my shaft into her. Just the thought of it makes me painfully erect, and tonight, I’m goingto have to be around her all night without touching her.

“Or do I?” A devilish plan pops into my mind. I had no intentions of dating her before, but tonight shewill be wined and dined. No woman can resist my charms when I turn them on, not even a roboticstepsister.

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Two hours later, I’m standing by the staircase waiting on her. “Maija,” I shout before glancing at mywatch impatiently. It’s fifteen minutes to the hour, and we have reservations at seven. “Maija,” I calledagain. Where is she? I told her that we were going to dinner before the movies, all a part of my “seducemy stepsister” scheme. I glance at my watch again as the time ticks away. “Maija!” I shout for the thirdtime.

“I’m coming.” Her beautiful voice rings in my ear. I look up as she starts walking down the stairs. Shelooks stunning in a short purple dress, exposing a lot of side boob and a healthy serving of those thickthighs. My mouth suddenly feels dry as she draws closer to me.

“Is this alright for the restaurant?” She stops before me then twirls to give me the full picture. The dressis backless, stopping at her lower back, highlighting her ample ass. I bite my lip, mentally whispering asilent prayer for my little man, who is straining against my pants. She looks at me expectantly. I shiftslightly to hide my erection. Okay, I need to speak, but all I want to tell her is how much I want to fuckher.

“Lovely,” I finally manage to get out, thanking the heavens it was coherent and non-sexual. She smiles,a warm feeling spreads in my chest. She is gorgeous and so damn fine, I muse as she walks by me,her ass jiggling slightly with each step.

“What movie are we seeing?” she asks, but I’m too preoccupied with her ass to respond.

“Zayne?” She stops, then turns to me.

“Ah, we'll pick something once we arrive.” I snap out of my lust and jog to catch up to her. She pursesher lips as we continue to walk to the den.

“I want to be back by 10:00 pm. Do you think we can do that?”

“Why 10?”

“I don’t want to be out too late.”

“Right, wouldn’t want to be late to read your book,” I reply, expressing my annoyance. We have noteven spent five minutes together, and already she’s thinking of ways to get away from me. I’m evenmore annoyed because it bothers me more than it should. I actually want to spend time with her. Whyis that? She is intended to be a challenging, fun lay, so why do I want to know more about her?

“Do you have something against reading or people who enjoy it? I imagine you read as well sincePrinceton doesn’t let every Tom, Dick, or Harry in.”novelbin

“Reading’s fine, but you can enjoy other things,” I reply sweetly. I intend to charm her out of her pantiestonight. I probably shouldn’t insult her most treasured hobby. We walk into the den to say goodbye toour parents.

“See you later, mom, Charles.” Carolyn glances at Maija; she does not look pleased with the outfit shehas on.

“Are you wearing that?” She asks. Maija looks down at herself and then back up at her mother. I holdmy breath, preparing for what’s about to come out of her mouth, hoping she does not get herselfgrounded.

“You’ve seen this dress before, mom.” I breathe a sigh of relief when I hear her respond, I hurry over toher and grab her, but Carolyn isn’t done speaking.

“Yes, and I told you then, I didn’t like it.”

“You don’t have to like it. you’re not wearing it.” I cringe at her flay tone. What is with her?

“Maija…” Her voice is a low growl, she’s warning her, but my good little stepsis shrugs.

“I gotta show the goods while I’m still young, mom, before my tits and as...Mmm.” I place my handsfirmly over her mouth and say goodbye to the parents before dragging her out the door. So that's herplan, to piss off Carolyn again and get herself grounded. Not on my watch. I made the perfect plans toseduce her tonight– she will not ruin it. Once we get outside, I release her. She’s breathing heavily.

“Ugh, what was that about?” I look at her incredulously. Is she seriously asking me that?

“You need a filter on that mouth of yours. Seriously, do you even think before you speak? You can’t besaying everything that pops up in your head, especially to our parents.” I walk to the car as she followsbehind.

“Mom’s used to my mouth.”

“I want to get used to it,” I mumbled without thinking.

“What?”

“Nothing, I just think you should run whatever you are thinking of saying through a filter.” She pausesbeside the car, purses her lips, and then nods her head, agreeing. I smile, happy she didn’t argue.She’s about to pull her car door open when I shout.

“Wait!” She stops and looks at me, confused. I shuffle to her side of the car and quickly open the door.

“I’ll do that– beautiful women shouldn’t open their own doors.” I lean in, whispering, ensuring my lipsgently graze her skin as I lift my head. She sways slightly, tilting her head. She looks up at me, puzzled,

before slipping into the car.

“This beautiful woman is okay with opening her own door, big brother.” I flinch hearing her address melike this, and I bet she is trying to stop me from seducing her, but I will not be deterred. I chuckle as Iwalk back to my side of the car and hop in. She can call me whatever she wants now because, at theend of the night, I’m sure she’ll be calling me Zaddy.