STEPBROTHER (R-18)

Scarlett's POV

Jayden takes a deep breath, his mouth inches from or ear as a deep groan vibrates in his throat. You feel his erection twitch against your ass.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, Scarlett"

"Mmm"

You respond but you're too focused on letting a sly smile spread on your mouth, as your peer challengingly at Oliver as if ti say 'game on asshole'

He tries to use my friends to make me jealous... time to see if he likes it.

Oliver furrows his brow, downs his beer and shoves it into the arms of some random person passing by before he's moving towards you.

Oh fuck, oh fuck... he's coming over

Jayden doesn't notice the way your panic sets in and makes you tense up. You release his hands, but he takes control and runs them up your body, unaware that you've been using him to make another man jealous.

No

You shake your head at Oliver, hoping he'll get the hint and stay away, but even if he does, he ignores you. No, instead, he returns your salacious grin, and stops directly in front of you. You turn your head to witness Jayden's confusion.

"Yeah man?"

"Scarlett"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

He ignores Jayden completely

"I think you're forgetting our little chat earlier"

You shrug, blatantly appearing agitated, but you know it wont do you any good. Not when it comes to Oliver. He only sees and catches on to what he wants to.

He's one selective mother fucker

"We didn't discuss anything important"

"Oh really? Should i refresh your memory?"

Oliver raises his brow at you, knowing full well what his words are doing to your body. You clench your walls, and stifle a soft sigh.

"Ha, I'd love to see you try"

Oliver directs his attention to Jayden who looks just as confused as when Oliver first walked over. Oliver reaches for you, wrapping his arms around your waists.

What are you

Oliver and reaches for you, but Oliver presses his hand

you

fuck are

being an

mouth is almost touching your neck, and he whispers in your ear, and your opposition

gonna jog your

as Oliver begins

told you not to

baby, I'm not going to be the one

Oh fuck... oh fuck...

movements he had when you caught him jerking off. Your

Scarlett. Should I use my fingers? Or my

tongue...

about

"You're the expert"

pulls you into the office. The same one you were going to sneak

backwards a few steps, but his arms are wrapped around you once again. He reaches for your jaw, tightening his

too

"It worked didn't it?"

that. You already know I want you. After

sure I

he caresses your bottom lip

think you'll be

damn right

he leans forward you hear familiar screaming. You jerk your head back and look

"That's Bri!"

his arms back down to his side,

girl in a screaming match. You stalk toward them, ready to fight the bitch yelling at her if you have to, when you feel a hand on your lower back. Oliver

Bri, grabbing her arm to hold he steady behind him before he addresses the

of all, can you back the fuck up out of her

do you

yourself a favour, shut

mind your

gonna get one of these little fucking high schoolers to come put me in

forehead a mass of wrinkles, and outlining the bags under her eyes. Oliver turns to Bri, points at you. You wave at Bri.

on?

because I accidentally bumped into

pinch the bridge of your nose. Oliver rests

"Are you alright?"