Chapter 4


    Zayne


    I sneak a nce 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 herment about


    the marriage notsting. 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 thest


    slices of pizza.


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    “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 nce at me.


    “Zayne’s right, Maija. I love that you love reading just like your father used to, but it’s yourst 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 friendster.” I finally manage to say.


    “You should take Maija with you.”


    “Mom.” Maija res 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 ns with Sienna earlier.


    “Please, Zayne, it would mean the world to me,” my new stepmother insists. Her smile fills me with


    warmth andfort 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 ns, and it seems that it does not include being around


    me.


    “Mom, mom, he clearly has ns 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 n 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.


    *********


    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 ofing. 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 copse


    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 youter.”


    “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.