Heartbreak Summer (Second Chance Romance) - Page 11

I groan out loud at the same moment she spots me, rolling her eyes in response. So, I have no idea why she saunters straight towards me the next moment. She’s wearing a flimsy white dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.

"Hello, brother," she says, crossing her arms in front of her body, which pushes her breasts together and makes my cock stir. I'm pretty sure I know which spot everyone's eyes are glued on now. "Stalk much?"

"Yes, and I'm so far ahead of you I got here before you did," I tell her, smirking at her pretty face. "Why don't you and your little friends go play with your toys? I think I saw one in your room earlier."

Her face blushes bright red, and we both know the teddy bear isn't the only thing I'm thinking about. She switches her weight from one foot to another, glaring at me.

"Yeah? Then you can go somewhere else," she mouths at me. "I know how much you like playing alone."

"Oh, I'm good right here," I say. "Why don't you move? You're blocking my sun."

"I'm about to block something else," she retorts, her head motioning to the gaggle of girls who are still staring at me. "How about I tell them what a prick you are?"

"Works for me," I grin at her. "You know girls like bad boys."

She looks furious again, but apparently, she's not done yet.

"I wish you'd just leave me alone," she says, glaring at me like she expects me to move somewhere else on the beach.

I've pretty much had it with her antics. I get up from the towel and step up to her. She looks stubborn for a moment, and it's driving me insane, but I'm not going to take some kid's shit.

Before she can react, I grab her tiny waist and toss her over my shoulder to the whooping of my new friends. Cassidy shrieks in horror, and I try to ignore my throbbing cock as I walk to the other side of the beach.

My rough skin against her soft complexion... I'm afraid I'll lose it, touching her like this. Her silky hair falls like a curtain down my back, and her boobs are pressed into me. Best of all, her dress has ridden up and my hand starts wandering up towards her ass, but I make myself stop just under her cheeks.

She wriggles in my grip until I deposit her on the dumpy side of the beach, near the showers and the cabinets for getting changed, amidst some trash. "Isn't this better?" I ask her. "You wanted to get as far away from me as possible, if I recall correctly?"

She glares at me, and I can tell she has a little speech prepared for me already, but I'm not finished yet. I grab her hand and pull her dangerously close, until I'm breathing right down her neck, my exhales hot on her tanned skin.

"You can mess with your dad, and you can play your little games with my mother. But think twice before you try to work me."

She gives me an evil look and rips her hand out of mine. "Fuck you," she spits out, and starts heading back to her spot on the beach.

"Oh, I know you want to – I got your text, you minx," I say to her back. "Too bad I won't fulfill your filthy little daydream. I'm sure you'll have fun with your new toy, though."

She looks over her shoulder and her face is blushing that pretty shade of strawberry, her eyes burning with fire. I need to stop myself from pulling her back, right into my arms, and crushing my mouth against hers.

"Dude," Adrian calls at me when I return to the shore a moment after Cassidy. His eyes are glowing, and he's laughing his head off. "That was epic."

"Glad I could entertain you," I mumble as he slaps me on the back.

"But seriously," he goes on. "Who is that chick?"

I look at him with confusion. "My stepsister," I explain. "I told you about her – Cassidy?"

Adrian's eyes widen. "Dude, that is not Cassidy."

Both of us look at the group of girls a few feet away, who are all gathered around little sis. And I wish I hadn't looked, because Cassidy's white dress is plastered to her skin. She's wearing a thong under it.

Holy...

"That's your sister?" Adrian asks, his mouth gaping so wide open I feel the urge to smack him upside down for looking at Cassidy like that. "Fuck, dude, I'm sorry. Must be hell."

He licks his lips and the desire to punch him grows bigger. "Mind if I–"

"Mind if you bang my stepsister?" I ask matter-of-factly and look him right in the eye. "Yeah, I do mind."

Adrian's a big guy.

But I'm bigger.

"You touch her, you're fucked," I tell him, following up with a pleasant smile. "Got it?"

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