Page 12 of Dirty Pucking Tease

"Yes," she whispered, the heat from her breath fanning my cheek. I loved how eager she was. There was no hesitation in her words. Tangling my fingers into hers, I guided her hand down my chest, only stopping when I placed her hand firmly on my dick through my shorts.

"Do you feel how hard I am for you?" I breathed.

"Can I?" she whispered, her eyes darting up to where Syn and Harlow were entranced in the movie.

"Touch it," I finished, and she nodded. "You can do whatever you want. That hard-on is for you." Swallowing hard, she slid her hand under the elastic of my gym shorts, and I hissed when her hand curled around me.

"Teach me," she said, and I narrowed my eyes slightly, distracted by the hand wrapped around my dick. "Teach me how to… you know." She couldn't even say the words.

"Jerk me off?" I answered, and she nodded. "Now?" She nodded again. Holy fuck, she was fearless, but I was so down. I shouldn't have been. I should have told her no and walked away, but I couldn't, not with her hand already wrapped around me.

Sliding my hand into the elastic of my shorts, I lifted my hips and slid my shorts down before I curled my fingers around hers, stroking with her from root to tip.

Her big blue eyes watched me as her hand moved up and down, and I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to slam my mouth against hers and steal her breath away, but I couldn't. Kissing was intimate; it meant more than a hand job or even a one-time fuck.

I released her hand as she got the hang of it, stroking it herself. Studying my face, she picked up her speed, rolling herwrist over the head of my cock. My head fell back as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I pressed my lips tightly together to keep from moaning. Her strokes quickened, pumping hard as her grip tightened.

"Fuck," I groaned against her ear. "You're going to make me come all over that pretty hand of yours." Her grip tightened as she pumped harder and faster. My hand slid under the oversized sweatshirt, finding the bare skin of her stomach, and I couldn't help but wonder if she was wearing a bra, which was the last thought I had as my entire body tensed, my balls drew tight, and I exploded on her hand.

My gaze flicked over to Harlow and Syn, who were still fixated on the movie. Pulling off my shirt, we used it to clean up the evidence of what we'd just done. Grabbing her waist, I twisted her, pulling her body into mine. I slid my hand under the sweatshirt, pressing my palm flat against her toned stomach.

"You are so fucking hot," I purred against her ear, wrapping my arms around her. Tomorrow, when I came down for my high, I would probably panic, but at that moment, I didn't care who saw us.

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My eyes eased open; everything was still dark except the large movie screen. It took me a minute to realize where I was and who I was wrapped around.

We'd fallen asleep in the theatre.

"Eww." Syn sneered, and my eyes snapped up. Syn and Harlow stood beside me. "You're cuddling with your sister."

Panic coursed through me as I thrust forward, throwing a sleeping Kaia off the opposite end of the loveseat, and jumped up. She hit the floor with a thud. "Eww," I repeated what Syn said, instantly wincing with regret. Kaia sat up on the floor, hurt flashing across her face. Fuck. My eyes squeezed shut as regret coursed through me. I didn't mean to say it. I'd panicked. It was not just because it was my step-sister but also because I didn't fall asleep with girls and didn't cuddle.

Fuck!

No wonder she thought she wasn't attractive… because I said stupid shit like ew after she jerked me off last night. "Kaia," I started, but she pushed to her feet and stormed out of the theatre.

"Damn, bro." Syn scowled. "I was kidding. She's not your real sister. I don't get why you're so mean to her." Swallowing hard, I shoved a hand through my hair as I watched Syn and Harlow leave.

I fucked up.

By the time I'd made it upstairs, Kaia had locked herself in her room, and I'd felt like the biggest jerk ever. Dropping my head to her door, I blew out a breath. Last night, I'd tried to convince her that men were attracted to her, only to tear her down again first thing in the morning.

I needed to get out of the house.

I needed space from Kaia to think straight, and since I didn't have classes today, I decided to get in a few extra hours of ice time.

The minutemy skates hit the ice, I saw her. Camryn was at the opposite end of the rink. Along with dancing and boxing, she also dabbled in figure skating, mostly for fun, and most of the time, Kaia was with her. She glided my way the minute she spotted me, but not in the 'I'm happy to see you' kind of glide. The kind of glide that says, 'You fucked with my friend again, and I'm going to fuck you up.'

"What did you do?" Cam snapped, her eyes narrowing on me, her arms crossed over her chest as she skidded to a stop, spraying shaved ice on my skates.

"Good morning, Cam.” My tone thick with sarcasm. "Great to see you too."

"What did you do, Jax?" she hissed.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Cam," I said, pushing off and gliding away.

"Kaia was upset." Cam sneered, sliding in beside me. "She refused to come to skate this morning. We skate almost every morning."

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