Chapter 4

Camilla's POV:

Just as I expected, Mom grounded me for a week because of my little outburst at lunch. It made me incredibly happy because I didn't have to spend the week avoiding my hot stepbrother. 

His girlfriend came over during one of the nights and I only caught a glimpse of her when she entered the compound. She sure was hot and pretty and looked like the kind of girl Andrew would date, not like me though, the weird introvert who writes.

Max, my vibrator, kept me company throughout the time. It was so easy to reach climax as all I needed to do was to imagine myself riding Andrew's huge dick- at least I felt it was huge just like Max. My mom should never find out I used a vibrator or else I was dead. 

I convinced myself that my sexy fantasy was over because I had not seen him in five days except of course his faint sweet voice when he came down the stairs daily.

"Camilla," I lifted my eyes and just then I realized I didn't realize when he knocked so he let himself in. Andrew entered my room like a sex demon. He was shirtless in baggy blue shorts. Well, this was his house so he was free to walk the way he pleases but still, help your stepsister. I bit my lips as I noticed his cock dangling, I wondered if he was wearing boxers. His abs were well-defined and the feeling I thought had died came running again.

I clenched my thighs together under the sheets, Max was still inside me and I felt like going faster since my object of lust was right in front of me. We stared at each other for a while before I decided to break the silence.

"Hi Andrew, what brings you here? I managed to ask. Pulling my eyes from his shaft, I faced the book I was writing earlier and pretended to continue from where I stopped, and I slowly pulled Max out of my dripping wet vagina. I hated this feeling.

"Can't I come to check on my little stepsister?" He says with a smirk on his face.

"Little? You are just two years older than me," I charged at him.

"Even a day is something," he smiles but this time genuinely.

I sigh.

"I'm sorry about the other day during lunch," he says but how he said it didn't sound like someone who meant the apology. You came to seduce me, big brother.

"It's fine," I answered.

"What have you been up to?" He asked.

"Just writing…you know, weird stuff so never mind." I shrug.

"I know you don't mean that, honey." He smiled at me and sat on the bed close to me.

"What are you writing?" His voice sent shivers down my spine as my whole body felt electrified. I became scared of him getting the book because all that I wrote in it was supposed to be a secret. His name was inside my story and all the dirty fantasies I've heard about him.

My breath slowed down as my mind got distracted as my eyes fixed on his abs, this was the chance he needed to grab my book for me and yes he did.

"Don't open it!" I warned him. Fuckk. I wanted to stand up but my nipples hardened as I remembered my panties were down and I prayed silently that he shouldn't drag the blanket off my body, it was weird being covered because the weather was hot.

"Why don't you want me to read it?" He asked, smacking his lips. 

"Check the first page." 

"Do…not open...thank you," he gave a wicked grin after reading.

"Some dirty shit in there right?" 

"Well, I don't invade people's privacy so I'll oblige to your request." He threw the book on the bed.

"Better," I replied. The tone of my voice showed that I was angry. 

"Let's watch a movie together tomorrow." 

Was he seriously asking me out?

"Ummm… I think you are forgetting something Andrew, I'm your step-sister, not your girlfriend." 

He smirks at me and turns his back to access my room.

"You are so funny. I'm only offering this because our newly wedded parents asked us to get to know each other. I'm putting in the work, so should you."

"Andrew, I understand but you are my stepbrother. I can't go out with you…I can… but not like the way you make it sound." I stammered, trying to put my thoughts together.

He started laughing and he sat on the bed close to me one more time. Wrong option dear stepbrother.

"What is so funny?" I ask but he doesn't respond and leans in closer to me. 

"Get out of my room," I ordered, annoyed that he now thinks of me as a comedian.

"Do I look like a babysitter to you? I was just trying to look out for you, dummy." 

He sounded annoyed now and I think I was too forward with my words.

"How could you even think I was asking you out? You are my stepsister," he rolled his eyes. My cheeks flushed from embarrassment at his words. He was trying to be manipulative now and throw everything at me. He did ask me out.

"Why didn't you offer for us to go out with your friends… with your girlfriend too." I cringed at the thought of his annoying beautiful girlfriend and yes I felt jealous.

I was sure Mom was behind this, she knew I hated going out and she felt Andrew could pull out of my shell.

I became more frustrated than I already was and the worst part was I couldn't stand up, I was stark naked under the sheets. I needed to find a way to end this.

"I'm sorry, my mind must have deceived me because of the loving manner you asked," I apologized.

"Even if you weren't my stepsister right, you are clearly not my type." Okay, this was getting too much. I felt utterly embarrassed and it was clear he enjoyed tormenting me. 

"You didn't get to see my girlfriend because you were grounded but trust me, you are no match for her." He added.

"Well, I did," I said before I realized my mouth moved faster than my brain. I wasn't normally like this, it was definitely because of the crush I had on him.

I should be happy he wasn't interested in me, it was for the best and now my V could rest. I couldn't lie though, I felt my heart shatter a little, I guess I was disappointed that my hot stepbrother didn't find me attractive enough. What a shame. I read meaning to the way he stared at me during lunch the first day we met.

I knew his type, those guys that always had multiple ladies gushing over them but never paid attention to any.

"Was the movie mom's idea?" I asked him.

"You know your Mom too well then." He replied.

"I just knew it," see how she embarrassed me in front of my annoying stepbrother.

"What do you suggest we do? I would love to know the type of person you were," he said.

One minute he was insulting me the next minute he was interested in knowing me.

"You already do. I'm a weird introverted writer who isn't your spec and now I'm your stepsister. What else?" I questioned.

"You are upset with me." 

"No, I'm not." Obviously, I was.

"Can we be friends?" He extends his hands to me. His blue eyes showed he was genuine in his request and for a moment I felt I must have overreacted.

"Fine," I give him a gentle smile.

"Brother and sister hug?" He widened his arms and left me surprised but I complied and hugged him.

Just then the door opened slightly and the blanket covering my nakedness was lifted, revealing my fresh skin. My undies down, I drag them up and cover my eyes in shame.

We both turn to meet an unfamiliar face. We'd never seen her before, who was she?