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Stepbrother Jerkby Natasha Knight
She rolled her eyes, again, and
stood where I’d said then looked at me with a what now, dickhead expression on her face
“Strip.”
“What?” Shock. That was what I was
going for.
“You heard me. Strip.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Not really.” I leaned back,
crossing one leg over the other, readying myself to enjoy the show.
“Come on, Jace.”
“You’ll call me Sir while we’re
here this weekend.”
Her eyes grew wider, and I swore
her nipples hardened beneath the white T-shirt she wore. The latter came as a
surprise.
“Lisa?”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, I am.”
“You didn’t say anything about
this!”
“I said whatever I deemed
necessary. And I deem this necessary.” Up until that moment, I spoke casually,
enjoying the exchange, her resistance. But, now, it was time to take charge and
show her I meant business. “Now, get naked,” I said, my tone low, my gaze stern,
as I settled deeper into my seat, my cock already beginning to stir in
anticipation.
“Fine. You want to see me naked?
Jerk. Then just fine.” She pulled her T-shirt over her head, the glare in her
eyes telling of her anger. “I don’t know what you think it will accomplish—”
I stopped smiling and cut her off.
“For one thing, it will help to humble you. Now, stop with the back talk and
get naked. You agreed to this, remember that.”
“I hate you.” She pushed her jeans
off, sliding her sandals off as she did, then undid her bra. I watched while
she cupped each breast, covering herself for one moment longer, her neck and
face turning a pretty pink, her eyes wider now, the badass attitude from
moments ago vanishing as she stood before me, readying to bare herself to my
gaze.
I cleared my throat and she finally
had to let go of her bra and allow her full, heavy breasts free.
I swallowed. Christ. They were
fucking perfect. More than a handful but pert, big dark nipples hard. My cock
stiffened as I scanned her almost naked body, her petite shoulders, narrow
waist, the swell of full but not heavy hips. When I met her gaze, it was one of
a different Lisa. A Lisa who was quiet and uncertain. A Lisa you wanted to wrap
your arms around and protect. This was good, but it wasn’t enough. I nudged at
her to get rid of her panties.
“Naked means no clothes, Lisa.
Finish it.”
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