Little Hate (M. Clifford Smut FF)

Chapter 10

"I deleted my history anyways." I say proudly knowing what he would've found out there.
"Ha. Got ya. You know there is this thing called hardware where all of the information of your browsing is saved, right?" Michael asks clicking around and I just go blank. He cannot see that! I don't know what was in my head. I don't usually watch porn.. it was just ... ughh. After seeing him come again in this house acting lile a total jerk turned me on so damn much I just needed to think about him. What bettet way to do it than to search other step brothers fucking.

"No just. No. Don't do it! You need to respect my privacy. Just stop Michael. I watched that out of boringness and you just need to respect my privacu." I keep shouting at him in the most silent mode not to wake up our parents, but it's like he doesn't even listens to me, clicking even more.

As I watch him click on the deleted history my heart starts to pump harder and I begin to shake.

"Michael you're a jerk if you do this. Just stop please. Don't ..." Well there's no point of whisper-shout at him. He saw it. Fuck ... I can't move now. He doesn't say a word just keeps staring at the title.
*step brother fucking his sister*

"Oh shit." I hear him eventually talking. Oh shit? REALLY?! Oh shit is all you have to sayy? My inner voice is screaming in my head while I just can't do anything. I never felt this way. So uncovered in front of him. So vulnerable. He made it clear that he has no interest in me and while I was pretending so hard not to show interest either he just had to be here to see all of this. To see how much I need him... how pathetic I am.

I'm pretty sure by now I'm red like a tomato. He turns around and the blood runs to my cheeks even faster when his eyes meet mine. Good thing the laptop runs out of battery and shuts down.
He was watching me closly like he didn't believe what he just saw.

I can't say anything. I'm frozen and panicked as f.uck.

*Michael's POV*
This is getting awkward. I should just go and leave her get herself together. She's freaking out right now.

"Well uhm.. Right. I'm ... uhm I'll go sleep now." I say oddly standing up. She gulps and nods quickly. "Yeah.. uhmm you should." Her smile is so ... not hers. I can hear her heart beating so loud I'm beginning to feel sorry for my curiousity. I shouldn't have entered that. She warned me.. fuck I bet she feels so bad.

"I will- ... I will bring a charger tomorrow.. hope your laptop will work-" "Michael.. Just go." She cut me off not standing the embarrassment ,written on her face, anymore.

I'm about to open the door to get out, but F.uck who am I kidding. I need to take her right now. She needs it.. clearly ... I need it.
"Did you like it?" I turn around watching her biting her nails sitting on the bed.

She lifts her face confused, looking at me. "W-what?" Damn her voice is shaky. I need to stop making her feel awkward.
I go towards her and sit on the bed.
"The video... did you like it?" I ask again. At this point I regained all of the power that I had and I'm not confused anymore. I know what I want and I will do it no matrer what.

She furrows her brows "y-yeah ...?" She replies not knowing for sure what to say.
F.uck. the way she looks so innocent makes me want to f.uck her so bad.
"Was it better?" I ask leaning towards her. "Better than what?" She asks me whispering, still her voice cracking at times.

"Better than me fucking you." I whisper low leaning harder towards her neck smelling the sweet skin of hers almost pressing my lips to her soft spot.
She sucks in a breath and I can't help myself. I let mt lips cruch on her sensitive spot trailing soft teasing kisses on her neck.

"Michael.." she whispers moaning. At this point there's no turning back from me.
"Was it ?" I ask now grabbing her chin between my thumb and my index, making her look into my eyes.
She's lost. I can see her eye pupils dilated signaling that she either likes this or she's scared of this.