Page 9 of Such A Filthy Girl

‘Leo,’ I whispered, unable to extract anything else logical from my suddenly scrambled brain.

Then he was upon me, his arms circling my shoulders in a seemingly brotherly hug. Perhaps, I was the only one who’d held onto his obsession? With his extensive fortune he likely had anything he wanted or needed. Had I been vain to imagine he’d still be the same possessive youth six years on from our last face to face moment?

Wondering if I’d misjudged him on the idiocy of hormonal youth, I relaxed against him, returning the hug. I’d missed him.

Then he inhaled deeply against my hair, his griptightening when I tried to loosen mine. Panic set in, but I tried to appear calm as to not worry my family or Graham.

‘My darling.’ His deep voice was a caress that touched parts of me it had no right invading. ‘You lookpositivelydelicious.’

I broke away and painted a smile on my face. ‘Nice to see you too, Leo. Good to see you haven’t rotten away up in your room.’

He didn’t respond to my banter, his gaze sliding to my lips and drinking them in. I’d hoped the banter would have broken his spell, reminded him who we are to one another.

‘Come, come,’ my mother said, her voice tinkling with delight. ‘Let’s get you two settled in to your room.’

And just like that, I’d survived the dreaded moment.

Hopefully, I could keep Leo at arms length for the remainder of my time home.

Physically, he might have changed, but it seemed he was still the devious, obsessed boy below the pleasant visage.

And every part of me told me torun.

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LEO

The view through the tiny hole in the floor pained me.

It was one thing to monitor them in pixelated live cams from Estella’s home, but the rise and fall of Graham’s ass became quite the affront in person.

His pasty backside drove his cock, a fair sized one I’d admit, intomygirl.

Her blank face, staring over his jutting shoulder, provided the only saving grace. Boredom filled her features as she stared upward. Staring, unbeknownst, at me from my position in the room above them. Occasionally she’d make a grunt or moan, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist, but never did pleasure paint anything real on her face.

‘Oh my love,’ I muttered against the floorboards, ‘I’ll make youfeelthings he can’t.’

Graham’s big dick was an annoyance, but I’d spent years learning exactly how to pleasure Estella. I’d hackedher computer and viewed the porn she thought no-one knew about. I’d studied her like the most important coursework, knowing that this trip home might well be my only chance to make her fall for me.

I’d prefer to do it by wooing her like a gentleman. By making her swoon. By buying her the flowers and sweeping her off her feet. The lack of time and her lack of willingness eradicated any hope of that. The next best option being to hit her right where her love life lacked, which primarily fell between her soft thighs. Right where Graham lay rutting like a simple beast.

‘She needs far more than that, you imbecile.’ My words were too soft to carry down to Graham, but saying them aloud appeased my own ego.

Until I could take his place.

My cock lay sandwiched between my body and the worn oak flooring, feeling every bit like it was trying to dig it’s way to her. Homing in.

The urge to wank over the hole, to let my cum seep down and land on them, hit me. An itch that started in the base of my spine and spread from head to toe. Cum was too viscous for the hole, however, and if they suspected a leak, my father would be all up in my business trying to find the source of the liquid.

A petty annoyance. I wanted to shower their disappointing lovemaking in my cum. To mark Estella as mine.

I’d just have to wait and do it another way…

Darkness filled the house,soft snores coming from Grace and Dad’s room. Louder snores from Estella’s. Even the rumble of Graham’s slumber annoyed me. His very existence was a constant source of irritation.

A spike of panic hit me as I grasped the brass door handle and depressed it, a loud click echoing through the empty hall.

Have you lost your mind?

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