Beautiful Brute (Court University 3)

Her eyes lifted. “Okay, it was exactly like that. But—”

No buts as I grabbed my shorts off the floor. I didn’t know who or where this guy was, but I was going to fucking find him.

“Where are you going? Jax—where are you going?”

She got me as I went for my shirt, but shorts on and partially decent, I’d leave all that shit and go hunting as is. What I wore was nothing but common down here. I bared teeth. “I’m going to kill that fucker.”

“You’re not. Jax—”

I was at the door, but she wedged herself between me and the exit. Had Kit actually come home last night she may have wondered what was up. Cleo said Kit often didn’t since her friend worked at a bar too in addition to a barista. She apparently sometimes went from one job to the other, then back again. I guessed the girl caught sleep in the afternoons while she could like some vampire. Cleo spread her arms, blocking my way. She was still naked as fuck so it took all I had to keep my eyes on her actual face. She huffed. “Don’t. His mom and mine are friends. They know each other.”

“Even more reason why this little shit needs to be exposed. People can’t do shit like that and get away with it.”

I started to pull her off, but she grabbed my bicep.

“Don’t please,” she pleaded and actually smiled now. “How about this? You don’t kill him, and I’ll forget about the fact that you sent him a raunchy picture of us through my phone.”

“Not a good enough bargain, Girl Scout,” I said, eyes narrowed. But then she did some stupid shit.

She unzipped my fly, pulling me out of my shorts. I froze as her hand completely fisted my cock.

“Girl Scout…”

She massaged, staring at me with pouty lips while she rubbed me off. She added my balls to the mix, and my eyes literally rolled back in my head.

“Not fair,” I grunted, rocking into her. Folding my hand behind her neck, I pressed her against the wall, biting down on her shoulder while she gripped me. “And still not a good enough bargai

n.”

Though I was well aware I made it sound like it was, growling like a beast in her hands. Lifting my head, I bit her lip. “I’m still going to kill that fucker.”

But then, she fell to her knees, and I thought… hell.

Now, my stepsister couldn’t have possibly ever done this before. Completely unlikely, but fuck if she didn’t have me slamming my hand against the door the moment she put those perfect lips around me. She sucked me deep into her mouth, gagging a little, and helping her out, I pulled her back a little.

“Just relax your throat,” I said, grunting. “Do that and it’ll fit.”

It took her a second to adjust, to get used to that but eventually, she did exactly what I said.

She bobbed over me, taking me deep like a pro, and both hands hit the door. I tossed my head back. “Fuck, Girl Scout. It’s like you’ve done this shit before.”

She better not have, mine. I never thought I’d come again this soon, but not only did I, I barely lasted. My balls tightening, I spilled my seed, starting to pull out, but Cleo dug her nails into my ass.

Fuck me.

Stars behind my fucking eyes as she took me down her throat like a complete champ. By the end, I really had questioned if she’d done this before, and pulling back, she stood while I tucked myself back into my shorts.

She looped her arms around my neck with nothing but a hellacious grin. “Was that okay? I mean…” She played with my hair. “That my first. So…”

Well, if that was her first, she could teach any woman I’d ever been with a few things.

I didn’t want to think about those other girls in the moment, though. Instead, I gripped the back of Cleo’s neck.

I immediately tasted myself on her tongue, the girl sighing on my lips.

“It was perfect,” I told her, picking her up and going back to bed. Too much about all this was perfect. Too much about her was perfect.

And so I was playing myself again.