Chapter 4

                        Zayne

I sneak a glance every chance I can to observe her, she looks at me twice, but her face still registers her earlier indifference. She’s an interesting one, I must admit. I chuckle, recalling her comment about the marriage not lasting. Although I feel the same way, she says it out loud, which means she has some balls.

“We’re about to turn in. What are you kids getting up to tonight?” My father asks as we finish the last slices of pizza.

“I think I’ll finish the book I started a couple of days ago,” she replies. Who reads on a Friday night?

“Nerd,” I shout, hoping she would turn that beautiful face my way again and speak to me, but she doesn’t respond or glance at me.

“Zayne’s right, Maija. I love that you love reading just like your father used to, but it’s your last summer before college. You should have some fun.”

“Reading is fun, mom.” Carolyn looks at her and sighs. This girl isn’t just beautiful and smart but also very stubborn. I bite my lips, imagining how fun it will be watching her twist with pleasure once she’s in my bed.

“What are you doing tonight, Zayne?” Carolyn asks just as I’m imagining sinking my dick into her daughter.

“Zayne?”

“Uh, nothing special, meeting some friends later.” I finally manage to say.

“You should take Maija with you.”

“Mom.” Maija glares at Carolyn. Am I that reprehensible to her that she would rather read than spend time with me? I smirk. I’ll enjoy getting in your panties, stepsis. I feel my erection trying to rip through my pants. I really need to sink my shaft into someone tonight; luckily, I made plans with Sienna earlier.

“Please, Zayne, it would mean the world to me,” my new stepmother insists. Her smile fills me with warmth and comfort so much that I almost want to honor her wish. Although I am super horny, I can wait a day and see Sienna tomorrow. I would need a long cold shower beforehand, but it could work. I groan, intending to agree, but Maija has other plans, and it seems that it does not include being around me.

“Mom, mom, he clearly has plans to have sex with someone. Are you really trying to make me cockblock my new brother?”

“Maija,” Carolyn shouts while Dad’s and my face mar with shock. Maija shows no sign of remorse.

“Mom, I told you I plan to read tonight. As for Zayne.” My shaft pulsates as my name rolls off her tongue. She stands up, walks to the staircase, and smiles.

“Booty Calls,” she says, then runs upstairs before her mother can respond. I chuckle and shake my head; I can add blunt to the list of character traits for my sexy stepsister. I stand quickly, making my escape. I make my way out of the house and into the Jag because, as Maija said, duty calls for my booty call.

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Sienna straddles me as we get ready for another round. We’ve done it three times already, which is my usual max, but I’m insatiable tonight. I keep picturing Maija riding my shaft, and it makes me get hard within minutes of coming. I crave her as I have never craved. Those lips I want wrapping around my shaft, her thighs I want to bury face between. I start pounding faster as I imagine her moaning my name. Fuck. I pound again as a massive orgasm crashes through me. Breathing heavily, I collapse beside Sienna.

“Babe, that was amazing,” Sienna says beside me. I mumble as my mind wanders back to Maija; she’s probably curled up in bed with her book right now. What I wouldn’t give to be curled up with her right now, buried balls deep, I groan as I feel myself getting hard again.

“Babe, babe, babe?” Sienna shakes me from my thoughts.

“Huh?”

“You weren’t listening to me,” she whines. “You’re such a dick. As soon as you cum you forget my existence.” I scoff. Here she goes with the b.s. I was clearly thinking of something else; all she has to do is repeat herself, but no, she would rather bitch and annoy me. I sit up immediately. I don’t have the patience to listen to this tonight. I climb out of bed and pull on my clothes.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?

“Home, I’ll text you later.”

“Zayne, if you walk out, I’ll never sleep with you again.” I nod as I close the door behind me. She always acts like this, but she always calls when she needs her fix. I have more pressing problems to worry about– like how I’ll survive the summer if I can’t seduce my stepsister.