Page 17 of Sinful Enemies
A few reply, some wave, and she keeps quiet.
I help myself to some leftovers and grab a beer before sitting at the breakfast bar minding my own business but also eavesdropping.
“So,” one of the girls say, she looks a little older than the rest. “Who read the confession box scene?”
They all giggle and that’s when I see Hallie react.
“Oh my god,” a brunette fans herself, “the way he snuck her in there.”
“I know! Then she lets herstep-brotherfuck her whilst her ex watches…”
And that piques my interest.
“Step-brother?” I say a little louder, smirking as I look over towards the group.
“Mmhm,” the older lady says nodding her head, “it was so hot, her ex goes in to confess his sins, but little does he know that who he is confessing to is his ex’s step-brother. But whilst he is listening to him mope on, he is fucking her behind the screen until he slides it across…” she exhales heavily. “I needed a cold shower or two after.”
And they laugh.
“What about you Hallie?” I call out, “Did you read that scene?”
She nods, not looking at me.
“Did you like it?”
Her cheeks burn red.
“Oh,” I laugh, shaking my head from side to side.
“Did I tell you girls I have a date tomorrow?” she shuts me down in an instant and jealousy pricks at the base of my neck.
“No?! Who with?” the brunette asks.
“Tell us,” a pretty redhead goads her for information.
“A hot firefighter who works with Silas,” and only then does she slice her gaze to me.
“Go you, ugh,” the older lady sighs, “I am super jealous.”
I am pushing up from my stool.
“Hoping it goes well if you know what I mean, it’s been a long time and my hand just isn’t doing the job.” Hallie sighs playing some fucking part.
I storm across the room and I don’t care if I look like a mad man as I wrap my hand around the top of her arm and drag her to her feet.
“If you’ll excuse us, I need to speak to mysisterabout something,” I hiss, dragging her away and down the hallway. I should stop, but I don’t. I pull her upstairs and push her through my bedroom door, slamming it behind me.
“I’m getting a little tired of you,” I admit, stalking towards her.
“Good,” she shrugs her shoulders up just as my hands land on her hips.
“Think you’re funny teasing me, Hallie?”
“I don’t think…” and I spin her around, pushing her forward onto the bed. “Get off me,” she tries to fight me but it’s no use. Her ass is in the air, head down but to the side.
Lifting one of her legs onto the mattress, I keep her head down with my hand as I pull my throbbing cock from my cargos.
“You’re still wet, Little Trouble,” and I feel myself drooling, her eye focused on me.