Sleeping With My Stepbrother

Chapter 16: Sixteen

"Well well well. If it isn't the new couple of the block" Luke said in a bored tone as he munched on his

bag of chips.

"Luke, it's been a week" I said as I dropped my bag on the couch and plopped down on it.

"He's just jealous 'cause he isn't dating anyone as hot" Justin said as soon as he sat down next to me

and kissed my temple, making Luke snort.

"Please" Luke mumbled before putting a handful of chips inside his mouth. "Anyways, you ready to

finish up school work?"

"Yeah. Just waiting on you man" Justin said as we both sat upright.

"Alright then" Luke said "Kylie, leave"

I rolled my eyes and got up before taking my bag off the floor.

"I got loads of schoolwork anyways" I said before taking the bag of chips beside Luke and headed

upstairs to my room.

I wasn't lying about having shit ton of school work, either.

Graduation was coming very soon and the sad part was that teachers were bombarding us with school

work.

So instead of letting us chill tf out before graduation, we were literally in hell for the couple of weeks.

And as much as I was lazy and wanted to do all my school work later, I was pretty bored that the only

thing I could do was do them.

I literally emptied my bag of books, papers, pens, and highlighters, seeing that I needed each and

every one of them and began.

By 6:30 pm, I heard the front door open and close before hearing mom and Dave.

And by 8pm, I heard footsteps going up the stairs before my door swung open.

"Hey. You done with homework?" Justin asked as he stood outside my room

"Almost. I think" I said as I tapped my pen on my chin, wondering how the hell was I supposed to plot

the points on my homework.

"Well, dinner's ready. Emma asked me to call you" Justin said before he entered my room and stood

behind me.

"Whatcha working on?" He asked as he looked at my homework from behind me

"I honestly have no idea how to plot this shit" I answered

"Well" Justin began as he leaned closer so his face was exactly adjacent from mine "Try solving it

again using this formula. It's easier to get the plot points"

I grabbed my calculator and re-solved the problem, and I shit you not, it was hella easier.

"Well that was convenient" I said as I faced Justin

"Math god" he said, making me giggle, before we stopped for a second and moved closer to each other

and kissed.

Justin pulled away, but I pulled him back for another kiss. This time, however, it was a deeper one.

He then turned my chair around as I clutched on his shirt as his hands began roaming around my

chest.

I was on my way to lifting his shirt off and having one quickie before we eat actual dinner, when there

was a knock on the door. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Screw that. The door was open the entire fucking time!

"Sorry to interrupt your supposed quickie, but dinner is ready and Emma's gonna be pissed" Luke said

before he began leaving.

Justin and I looked at each other and laughed.

"Come on math god. We don't wanna get my mom pissed" I said as I gently slapped his cheek and got

up as I took his hand and dragged him out of my room.

Dinner went well. As soon as that was done, Justin offered to do the dishes since he was around all the

time. But honestly, I think that was just a way to get on my mom's good side even more.

"Enjoying watching my bestfriend doing the dishes at my house?" Luke said as he stood beside me by

the doorway to the kitchen.

"He looks cute washing the dishes" I answered, making Luke huff.

"Oh please. That guy doesn't know shit about doing chores. He's got maids doing it for him" Luke said,

making me look at him in disbelief

"Jealous much that I don't call you cute when you do the dishes?" I asked

"For your information, I don't look cute when I'm doing the dishes" Luke said "I look hot" he added as

he popped another chip into his mouth, wiggled his eyebrow then left, just as Justin was finishing up.

"You ok?" I asked as I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. Mind you, Justin was a tall guy,

so my face was basically facing his back.

"Yeah" he answered as he took the gloves off his hands and faced me.

"Now that the dishes are done" Justin began as he placed his hands on my waist and moved his face

closer to mine "Maybe you'd wanna continue something that was interrupted earlier?" I huffed before

tiptoeing and capturing his lips with mine.

And before I knew it, Justin had lifted me and sat me down the counter.

"Shit Justin what are you doing? My parents and Luke are just at the living room" I whispered.

"I know" Justin replied before capturing my lips once again.

"Justin..." I began, but the rest of my words drowned as soon as his lips began kissing my neck, and

words were replaced with soft moans.

Before I knew it, he had already slid his hand inside my shorts, and was beginning to pump inside me.

Luckily, I was wearing my house clothes already, which made it easier for the both of us.

"Fuck Justin!" I cussed in a hushed tone.

"Damn you're so wet, baby" Justin whispered before he captured my lips once again, making me even

wetter. And closer by the second.

"Shit I'm cumming" I said as I gripped harder on his shirt, making him pump inside me even faster and

harder, until I released all over his fingers.

I began breathing heavily as he pulled his fingers out of me and flashed me his cutes pt smile.

"Fuck you thrill seeker" I said as I slapped his chest, which I'm pretty sure, for a guy like him, didn't

even feel a thing.

He let out a laugh and kissed my forehead and helped me down.

"I gotta go" he said as he took my hand and lead me to the living room where Luke was scrolling

through the different channels on our TV.

"See you tomorrow?" I said as we stopped by the door.

"Always" he answered before giving me a peck on the lips, waved goodbye at Luke, the left.

I took a deep breath as soon as I had locked the front door, and began walking away when Luke

cleared his throat.

"Sure hope you made sure the kitchen counter doesn't smell like cum" Luke said, making me beet red

before I grabbed a throw pillow and aimed it at him.

And lucky for me, it hit his face. Exactly where I was aiming.