"Stop, Nick. We're at school!"
My whispers go in vain when he clasps my hand in his warm hold and presses himself more into me. The undeniable heat of the young man who was f**king me in the boy's washroom cubicle was extraordinary and thrilling.
Should I ever stop this?
I'm his step sister!
"Nick, stop it. Please."
"Shut up." Kissing me outrightly, he is hell bent on snatching my breath away this morning. He comes in competition with his football player step brother, Alex.
Alex is someone who is desired by the entire the girl species of the college. It is as though he had enticed them with his sparkly blue eyes and his incredible sense of sarcasm and humor which not only drives the boys away but brings all the girls to their knees.
I am his substitute, as always because he has a side chick named Ravine.
She is our High School's typical queen bee aka top cheerleader.
It's not that I've got a lot of friends, but who knows? I'm just the right girl that the kind of boys need.
Especially, my step brothers.
Throwing my head back at the absolute little pushes of his hips against me, I bite down on my lip.
"Don't do that..." I hear him say.
"D-do what?" The pleasure snatches my sanity away as I whisper back in stutters.
"Don't fucking bite your lip when that is my duty to do so." A shy smile takes over me as I bring my head back to look at him.
"Then fucking do it." He breathes my moans, does me against the cubicle and replies to every little thing my body needs.
That's why the oh so nerd of the Johnson Family pentagon is my favorite to jump on.
"Fuck, I'm close Cassie." He lets me know in my ear. Just then, we hear a group of guys bellowing their defeat against the football rivals.
"Stay quiet." Mouthing to Nick, I begin kissing him softly, trying to reduce the lip smacking sounds of ours. He quickly fills me up, harder than ever while I take in deep breaths to calm myself down.
"Fuck..." whimpers, shaky breaths and sweaty bodies still rubbing against each other. That was something I was used to since months of being adopted by the Johnsons.
"Man, someone is inside. I see three legs!" A guy 'discreetly' says. Eyes bulging out of my skull, I bite down on my lip and look at Nick who adjusts his glasses and slowly puts my leg down which was cramped as hell by now.
"Nick?" The overgrown voice of a boy makes our eyes as wide as footballs.
"Don't fucking speak." I warn him, because if 'he' gets to know that 'we' were having fun in the cubicle without him, then I shall be doomed.
We stay until everyone walks away and leaves us alone, alas.
What did I expect?
As soon as I open the door of the cubicle, fresh air greets me as I sigh. I wash my hands and look back at Nick who was nudging his shirt back inside his jeans and zipping it up.
"I'm late for my class." Saying that, I walk away in a quick motion because I don't want to get caught creeping out of the boys washroom.
"Ah!" The shriek comes out of me like a duck quacking in fear.
There he was, Alex, towering over me as he grabs me by my wrist. His leg is folded and foot making an imprint on the cream wall behind himself. No one dared to complain on him.
He was the baddest of them all for a reason.
"Was that Nick?" He asks in a mellow voice. The fear is fully evident in my eyes as I nod. I had no other reason to lie to him especially when the brother walks out.
Perfect timing.
I see Alex raise his eyebrow when his brother smirks and winks at me deliberately.
Oh lord. The trouble is as deep as he just plummeted into me a few minutes ago. The better fact of this pact is that the brothers will never show their anger on each other. They will show it on me.
"No, Alex. Listen to me-"
"No. You listen to me, Cassie. You broke the rule. Today you're supposed to be mine. Now, after the practice I'm going home and I wish to see you on all fours by 2pm, on my bed. Lock the door and you know the code. Don't make me angry this time or I will have Nick f**king you down the throat. You got that?" The threat... was it even a threat at this point?
Today I really needed Nick to be inside me and I fulfilled with that one just now.
To be filled with the Dick of Nick again, that will he an honor for me as I play innocent and nod at him.
We part our ways.
First class for the day: History.
Only I know how much I hate the subject not because of the knowledge but because of the damned teacher.
She is none other than the renowned ex of Louis, The great ruler of the Autoc Empire built by Mr Johanson, Aka our father.
Louis and Ms Danver have had one of the dynamic relationships I've ever seen. And that was before my seventeen year old self was adopted into the Johnsons. Last month, I have turned eighteen and the day our father hosted one of the biggest parties ever, as he told us for a birthday, Louis and Ms Danver broke up and she immediately came to blame me.
Now, was I at fault that I was good at bed than her? He just happened to see me with Zayn the other day and he broke up with Ms Danver!
As impossible it seems, Louis and I had a fair share of couple days and there was no sensory element of brother sister relationship between us. If you know what I mean.
Louis was already 24 and I was 17, that shall make him a pedo. But he deliberately broke up with her on my birthday just to claim me on my special day and remark one of the brightest highlights of my life.