The Stepbully She Craves

Chapter11

Hailey

"Fuck," he says low, and I feel that sense of power I had last night with him in my hand. "They've gotten so big. I remember when you were flat as a board."

His tone is full of wonder. For a moment, his attitude is gone.

He bends over me and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking it lightly. I inhale sharply at the smooth feel of his tongue.

He sucks it into a stiff peak and then moves over to the other breast and moans. "Mm," he says against my skin. "It feels good to suck on your titties."

"Cole," I breathe. The heat from his mouth is spreading throughout my whole body, electric and warm.

He reaches into his pants. "You've made me hard again, Hailey," he says, his hand moving under the fabric. Only the swollen tip of his cock peeks out over the top of his waistband as he strokes himself. I can tell by the way he's moving and

breathing that he's really turned on. "Maybe I will fuck you after all. I think I want to see those titties bounce while I slam into you."

He lets out a low moan, his hand moving even faster, and just then there's a knock on my door.

The hallway door.

"Honey " comes my mother's voice.

"Shit!" breathes Cole, stumbling up from the bed and moving away towards the bathroom door. I sit right up, my eyes wide with alarm.

Cole curses under his breath again and I wave him frantically towards the bathroom door.

"Yeah,just a sec, Mom," I say in the most casual voice I can manage.

"What the fuck " Cole mouths, and I make an urgent expression at the bathroom door again, willing him to leave.

What am I supposed to do It's not like I want her to find him in here.

'What are you two doing ' 'Oh, I'm just letting Cole use my body, Mom. '

I wait until he's disappeared into the bathroom and then I get up and head to the door, taking a breath and smoothing my hair down before opening it up.

"Hi, baby," says my mom sweetly when I open the door. She's got her makeup washed off and her hair brushed out, and she looks pretty. I like her better without her 'face' on-as she calls it.

"Hey, Mom."

"I didn't wake you, did I " "Nope." Not at all.

"Good," she smiles, and tilts her chin, looking at me as if she can never get enough of looking at me. The way moms look at their kids.

"What is it, Mom " I say with a little laugh.

"I just wanted to say how nice it was to have the family at dinner tonight."

She's always in a good mood after these kinds of events, buoyed by all the adoring attention, and I smile at her indulgently.

"It was a nice night."

"Yes, it was." She looks wistful. "And Barry and I were really happy to see you and Cole getting along for once."

I smile tightly. "Yeah, we've.been getting along lately."

"Well, that's great, honey. You know I'm so happy to hear that. You were such good friends when you were kids. I always knew you'd find your way back to

that."

"Yes, Mom," I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "It's all good."

"Well, okay, sweetheart." She squeezes my shoulder. "I just wanted to let you know how much it means to me that you'retrying so hard." She leans in and kisses

my cheek, and gives me a little wave before turning away. I close the door and lean my back against it.

Jesus Christ, is all I can think. What the fuck am I doing？

Cole

I HEAD BACK into my room with a raging fucking erection.

I'm frustrated and on edge. I was so close.until Greta unknowingly cock- blocked me.

Fuck.

I undress and get into bed, pulling the hand cream out of my bedside drawer, and immediately start jerking myself off.

I'm so hard it's ridiculous.

Hailey's hot, there's no doubt about it. She's got the same thick blonde hair and round blue eyes that made her mother such a famous ingenue. She looks so fucking innocent, the perfect girl next door. And she's anything but.

Hailey's reputation as a good girl is only skin deep; it always was. But since

our parents are only interested in appearances, they don't bother to look beyond her sweet smile. They don't know the naughty side of Hailey like I do.

When we were kids, she'dbe the first one to suggest stealing cookies or lying to cover things up. She'd have the idea, but I'dbe the one to tell the lie or put my hand in the cookie jar. I didn't mind because I liked making her happy. I liked

being the strong, brave one.

Now it feels like we're playing a version of the same old game. I know all of this is dangerous territory. It's crazy what we're doing, but I know Hailey, too.

She's letting me take the lead-letting me be the one with my hand in the cookie jar.

But do I really plan to fuck her Am I actually planning on fucking my stepsister

I circle my hand slowly around the sensitive head of my cock, rolling my hips and drawing out the exquisite pleasure. I want to come and I don't-I want to stay right here, on the edge of orgasm, for a while.

The fact that Hailey is my stepsister is so unfair. I've been crushing on Hailey since we were kids, but just because our parents hooked up, we're off limits to

each other forever.