Vivacious Vixen (18+)

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Three months had passed, and Seph had finally gotten her allowance back and seemed to have won the heart and trust of her mother again. She tried to be good, just so she wouldn't have to endure that torture again. But ever since her little 'performance' she had put on for Julian, he was avoiding her like the plague.

It almost made Seph feel insecure to think that he could turn down possibly the most seductive seventeen year old he may know. How could any man turn that down, it was a dream and fetish that most men have to fuck a minor. But clearly not Julian's. He had definitely put a damper on Seph's confidence, and left her feeling discouraged for the last three months.

Seph tried to ignored the disheartened feeling however, that seemed to have buried itself in the pit of her stomach. Shaking off her sadness, she flounced down the stairs in search of her mother. The autumn sunshine reflected off the crystal chandelier that hung from the high ceiling in the hallway.

Peering her head around the living room door, she didn't see her mother anywhere but did indeed spot Julian, who seemed to be occupied by the television.

Seph cleared her throat and strolled inside, causing him to acknowledge her presence. Trying her best to put on a confident act, she placed both hands on her bare hips. Clad in only a sports bra and yoga pants that hugged her small but round ass, the very sight of her made Julian's mouth water.

"Do you know where my mother is? I need to talk to her about something, it's important." Seph inquired as she twirled a lock of hair around her index finger flirtatiously. Yes, he may have turned her down at every attempt she made, but that didn't mean she was going to give up that easily. 

"No." He replied in a gruff voice, averting his eyes back to the television. Seph wrinkled her nose in frustration. "Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?"

"Just fuck off, Seph. I'm not in the mood for playing games." He knew he was being an asshole, but he was hoping that eventually she'd get sick of him and give up, move on to someone else. He didn't need her fucking up his relationship with her mother, who he truly loved.

A smirk slowly grew on her face as she advanced towards where he was seated. He still didn't break his gaze from the television as Seph climbed onto his lap until she was straddling him. "The fact that you really want me to leave, makes me want to stay even more." She whispered in his ear, the smell of his woodsy cologne wrapping around her senses.

Seph could feel him hardening beneath her, his cock pressing up against her. She could see the stress on his face, as he used every muscle in his body not to let his eyebrows furrow together in frustration, but the veins in his forehead gave it all away.

"Relax, nobody's going to catch us..." Seph trailed off as she ran a finger down his chest, until she reached his rock hard length that was throbbing beneath her.

"If your mother walks in and sees us like this, we're both in trouble. So if you would very kindly remove yourself from my lap, that would be great." Julian snapped, but not wanting to hurt her by throwing Seph off himself, considering the last threat she made about the marks on her neck.

"We'll just ask her to join us," Seph sniggered as she began to undo the buttons on his shirt, making him tremble beneath her touch.

"When are you ever going to give up? It's not going to fucking happen, how many times do I have to tell you."

Seph narrowed her eyes, leaning so close that their noses were almost touching. "Just so you know, I won't be giving up any time soon. I always get what I want." And with that, Seph stood up and left, leaving Julian with not only emotions of resentment and annoyance, but a huge fucking boner too.