and swallow. “I don’t want to talk about that.”
“I’ll reward you,” he says, shifting on the cushion.
I peek at him. “What kind of reward?”
He lifts his hips, his hard cock brushing between my thighs. “You’ll see.”
I gasp. It’s the moment in the classroom with Lucas all over again. I must be sick because I want to see where this goes. I couldn’t get off Stone if I wanted to. I’m too intrigued.
“How come your dad never took you out of Clary?”
His right hand moves upward, and I can barely breathe. It’s wrong, right? But I can see the track he’s making, and I just know he’s about to touch my breast, and I want it. I want it so badly. I hold my breath. “He said Clary had everything I needed.”
His hand closes around my waiting skin, and I fall forward into his grip, holding back a moan.
“But he barely took you around Clary either. How come?” His thumb traces over my nipple. I can’t talk. I can’t think about anything else, but then he stops. “Dakota?”
I let out a breath. “He said it was safer for us if I stayed home.”
His thumb continues to move until my nipple strains against my shirt. At the same time, he moves his other hand up my body. “He used to get you everything, didn’t he? Clothes. Food. You never went with him?” His other hand reaches my opposite breast.
“Everything,” I say, my panties dampening.
“What about school?”
“What about it?” I ask, moving into his touch. As long as I keep answering his questions, he keeps going.
“Did he want you to go?”
He pinches my right nipple, and I let out a small cry I can’t hold back. Stone switches his grip on my tit, stroking my nipple. “He always threatened to homeschool me, but he never did. It was the one thing I could keep for myself.”
“And you went despite everyone treating you like trash?”
“It never mattered,” I say. I’ve completely lost the plot. Was this me trying to show Stone I had some control over him? I think that’s what it was supposed to be, but it’s so exactly the opposite that it’s frightening. He’s absolutely in control, working me over.
He wets his lips. “Do you know some women can come just from nipple play?”
I shake my head. “Not me.”
“Is that so?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“I need clit stimulation.”
His jaw ticks. “Is that how Lucas got you off in the classroom?” I freeze, and Stone smirks. “We tell each other everything. We’re like brothers.”
“Must be nice,” I say, pretending like that doesn’t bother me. I guess it shouldn’t. I’m not trying to hide what happened with Lucas. I wouldn’t try to hide this either. Whatever this is. I tell myself that this is wrong on so many levels. I don’t even like Stone. He’s my fucking stepbrother. Lack of socializing must’ve made me insane because that just makes me wetter.
I blame books.
Stone doesn’t respond to my taunt. “So, you already know what you like, huh? I bet I could find something different.” He pinches both of my nipples, and I grind my jaw together to keep from crying out again. “How many guys have you been with?”
“Stone,” I say in warning, realizing we’re taking this entirely too far.
He drops his hands to my hips and arches into me as he drags me over his erection. “How many?”
“One,” I say, my core throbbing now. “Multiple times but just one.”
“What did Daddy think of that?”
I scoff. “My dad would’ve murdered the guy. We were in the mountains on an excursion. We snuck out of our tents.”
“Mmm, naughty. Did he make you come?”
I nodded, knowing it wasn’t really him. I’m pretty sure I blew that guy’s mind when we were together. Yes, it was like an exploration of how everything fits, but I’d been pleasuring myself for years before he showed up. I knew what I liked. I didn’t just let him have control. If I had, I never would’ve orgasmed. Instead, I rode him, and it was only a miracle that had me coming before him. Both of us were virgins, and he came so quickly the first time it was almost laughable. I was prepared for that though. I showed him right where to touch me, so that when I finally climbed on, I was already headed in that direction, all I needed was a little push, and he only needed two pumps more.
“Now you’re making me jealous,” Stone says, groaning as he