Page 20 of His Fractured Girl

“We could go to my place instead?” I offer.

I’ll do whatever she wants, but being alone with her is definitely what I’m hoping for. After this afternoon, I can’t wait to get another taste of her. I’m eager to have her thighs wrapped around my head and that little pussy grinding down on my mouth. I need her coming on my tongue again. Only this time, I want to be on my back, watching her from below. Her tits rocking in time with her hips.

I turn to start the car, the tension tightening between my legs as we get closer to my place. I look over and see it in her eyes. She feels it too. If I kiss her now, I’ll be pulling over into a parking lot, and for what I have planned with my girl, I want to be home in my bed, worshipping every inch of her silky perfection.

I pull into the driveway and park. Coming around to open her door. When she climbs out, standing before me, her beautiful face glowing under the light of the moon, I suck in a breath. She’s looking at me with that same need that was trembling through her during class. It nearly took her down this afternoon. I barely got to her in time. And it’s pressing down on her now.

“Need to get you inside, angel.” Her little whimper has the cum dripping from the end of my dick.

I take her hand and turn, entering the house through the garage door. When the sound of the TV blares from the other room, I come up short. We’re not alone. I thought Lukas was supposed to be over at Torre’s place.

“Fuck, Torre.” Lukas groans, sounding exasperated. “That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.” It sounds like the two of them are arguing again. “It’s about to be washed out.”

Okay, I think it’s time for us to let them know they have company. I doubt they want us eavesdropping on their family feud.

“Honey, we’re home!” I call out, trying to lighten the tension that’s settled in the house. I look at my girl and she’s rolling her eyes, obviously knowing how much the two of them bicker.

“They need step-sibling therapy,” she whispers.

“Yes, they do.” I nod. “Would you rather we go back to your place?” I’m about to shuffle her back out the door. I wanted her all to myself tonight, and it sounds like the Bickersons could use some privacy as well.

“Hey, guys!” Torre walks in, sounding out of breath and looking red in the face. She must’ve been yelling at Lukas for a while. She’s always blowing smoke about him being too overbearing and protective and not letting her live her life. He’s just trying to keep her safe. Look out for his little sister. Now, can he act like an ass sometimes? Yes. Does he treat her like a kid? I think wanting to wash her mouth out for saying swear words isa testament to the fact. But I know it only comes from a place of love. He doesn’t want to see her get hurt. And college guys aren’t exactly trustworthy.

“Sorry. We didn’t mean to intrude,” Sophie says. “I thought you guys were going to be at the dorm, so we came here. We can go and let you guys have your privacy?”

“We don’t need privacy,” Torre rushes out, shaking her head emphatically. “We’re just watching the movie. There’s nothing going on. You guys should stay.”

She must not realize we heard them arguing when we came in. I’m guessing she wants us to stay so she and Lukas have a referee.

Lukas walks into the room, looking like he’s been going rounds at the gym. His muscles are tense. The veins in his neck are strained and there’s a sheen of sweat on his forehead. I’m so glad I’m an only child and that I don’t have to deal with any step-sibling rivalry. I know they love each other, but there’s definitely an underlying tension that’s always lingering between them and you can feel it whenever you enter the room.

“So, how was your date?” Torre looks to Soph. “What’d you guys do?”

“We went to Sip and Paint and painted a floral canvas. You should see Travis’s.” Sophie gives me a look, biting down on that plump pink lip. “It’s really something.” Her giggle slips free, and I reach for my cheeky girl, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her right to me.

“I just save my talents for other things,” I whisper in her ear, feeling the shiver rock through her shoulders.

“Oh, I want to see.” Torre smiles. “Where are they?”

“They’re in the car. I’ll go get them.” I plant a kiss on my girl’s cheek and head outside to grab them. When I come back in, the two girls have vacated the kitchen and are talking in the living room. Torrin asking all about our date tonight. I take inour paintings, smiling when the girls bust out into a fit of giggles as they look at mine.

“That’s definitely something,” Torrin says through her laughter. “And I’m guessing Sophie’s is even better than the instructor’s?”

“It is.” I admire hers again. “This is going on my wall. And when my girl becomes famous one day, I can say I have an original.”

Sophie smiles up at me and there’s that gleam in her eyes again. She kept looking at me all night, and every time it hit me in the chest. I’m falling fast for her. Two dates in and I’m already envisioning a future. One with many nights of painting and love-making. Hearing her laughter, kissing her soft lips, making her scream for me. Sounds fucking perfect.

“I’m going to go put it in my room.” I leave the girls and head to my bedroom. Lukas is coming out of his, looking calmer now. “You good?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Because five minutes ago, you looked like you wanted to strangle someone. What are you guys fighting about this time?”

He shakes his head. “We aren’t fighting. Just watching the Halloween movies.”

Is he really going to deny the fact that they were going at it again? Guess he doesn’t realize we heard them. Fine by me. He and Torrin can settle their issues amongst themselves. I certainly don’t need to be involved in this one.

I place the paintings up against the wall then go into my bathroom to make sure it looks decent for my girl and that I haven’t left the toilet seat up. When I come back out, she’s sitting on the side of my bed. My bedroom door is closed…and locked.

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