Page 91 of The Star

He slides his hand around my face, grabbing me by the hair and pulling my face to look at his. “God, you’re so fucking wet, baby. You like it when your big brother fingers your pussy?”

I nod, breathing hard and moaning incoherently.

“Bruh, I was trying to be cool and let Logan nut before I said anything,” Levi says, his voice ringing through in the quiet room and making my eyes bulge as my hips freeze, “but Hayden is grinding his fucking dick against my ass, and I can’t take it anymore.”

I choke on a laugh, and Carson drops his head into my neck as he laughs too.

“Dude, listening to Logan moan is making me horny,” Hayden says in defense.

I laugh harder at that, my chest shaking. Levi moves toward me. “Well, find someone else to fucking rub up on, Hayden,damn!”

The entire bed shakes as Carson and I laugh hysterically, the moment officially ruined. He pulls his fingers from me as he howls with laughter into my neck. “Jesus Christ,” he heaves against my skin.

I feel someone get up, and when I look up over the bed, I see Hayden stomping to the bathroom. “I gotta fucking jerk off in your goddamn bathroom now. Thanks a lot,Logan.”

Levi joins into our laughter too, rolling onto his back to claim the spot Hayden was just in. When we’ve all calmed our hysterics, I turn onto my back to catch my breath.

“That whole“big brother”thing is super-hot, by the way, guys. Kinda fucked up, but hot,” Levi says to us. “Wish I had a stepsister.”

forty-two

CARSON

“What’re we gonna do today?” Logan questions as she stands at the bar in the kitchen, swirling around her iced coffee.

I shrug. “We could just hang out here, watching movies and stuff.”

Levi raises a hand, keeping his head laid on the counter. “I vote for that. I feel like I was hit by a rocket.”

“A rocket?” Logan questions, looking at him.

I chuckle. “Maybe you shouldn’t have gotten white girl wasted last night, Levi.”

He uses the same hand that’s raised to flick me off, still not lifting his head, making me laugh again. Hayden is sitting on the kitchen island, drinking a cup of hot coffee and swinging his legs. “I think we should go to the beach.”

Levi groans at the same time Logan beams and raises her hand. “Two votes for the beach.”

“Well, the votes have it – we’re going to the beach.” I grin, turning to open the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water.

“You didn’t vote,” Levi mumbles.

When I’ve turned back and twisted the cap off my bottle of water, he turns his head on the counter so he can look at me. “Logan voted beach. That means I vote beach.”

“Pussy,” Levi grumbles, standing up and wandering to the living room.

I drink half the bottle of water before I replace the cap and put it down. Rounding the counter, I wrap my arms around Logan’s waist. “Let’s go get ready.”

She nods, and Hayden drops down from the island onto his bare feet. “Leave in fifteen?”

“Sounds good. You’re in charge of getting Levi ready,” I answer him, then follow Logan across the house and upstairs.

Making myself comfortable on her bed, I watch as she digs around in one of her dresser drawers for a bathing suit. She pulls a few out, throwing them down on the mattress next to me before she heads for her closet. I eye the little bikinis, and when she comes back from her closet, she’s holding a few more.

“Which one?” she asks, dumping the rest on the bed.

“Why do you have so many bathing suits?” I question as I start looking through them, throwing a black, stringy one behind me in thenopile.

She shrugs, and picks up a red one-piece, holding it up to show me. “This one?”

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