Poor Little Rich Kids: Stealing Back Our Inheritance (A Taboo Erotic Romance)

Chapter 6

As soon as the sun started leeching through the cracks in the heavy curtains the following morning, I extracted myself from under Eva's arm. I grabbed the pile of clothes I'd left on the chair beside the bed, then tiptoed into the bathroom, careful not to wake my step sister and equally careful not to turn myself so that she could see me in profile just in case she opened her eyes. Her soft skin against mine, the curves of her hips and her breasts pressing up against me as she slept innocently and her breath rose and fell warm against my neck... I was ready to fuck before I'd even fully woke up, and it was just lucky that my body hadn't reacted to its subconscious desires and pounced on her through instinct alone.

I closed the bathroom door as quietly as I could, then turned on the shower faucet and stripped off my undershirt and boxers while I waited for the water to get warm. I turned and looked at myself in the wide mirror hanging over the sink, my cock fully erect and begging me to go back into the other room and take care of this problem properly. I knew that Eva wanted the same thing, or she wouldn't have spent the whole night spooning me. She wouldn't have draped herself across me like a dare. She wouldn't have melted into me when I pressed her up against the wall and kissed her at the wildfire benefit. But she was my step sister.

I closed my fist around my cock and let out a low groan that I hoped would be masked by the sound of the shower. I shut my eyes and allowed myself a little bit of fantasizing - if I couldn't have her, then at least I could imagine it while I was alone and she was asleep in the other room, none the wiser. I pictured the two of us in an alternate universe in which I'd followed my instincts and stayed in bed. I pumped my hand up and down over my cock as I imagined my lips meeting my step sister's flesh, kissing a path up from her collarbone over her neck and her jaw. I imagined my hand gliding down over the smooth skin of her bare stomach, and my fingers hooking underneath the elastic hem of her delicate, soft pink panties.

The ones that kept me up last night staring at the ceiling after I'd seen her slipping beneath the covers in them.

I was getting closer, trying to keep my ragged breath from being too audible over the sound of running water as my fist pumped faster. I could see her porcelain skin in my mind, the perfect pink color of her nipples, and the wetness that my fingers would find between her legs.

"Oh god," I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut a little tighter and gripping the edge of the counter as I came, spunk shooting into the sink as I panted with satisfaction. The room had filled up with steam and clouded over the mirror, and I rinsed my mess down the sink and got into the shower.

When I emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, my head a little clearer for having taken care of the lust that had been pumping through my veins for the last few days - and the hot shower didn't hurt either - Eva was still laying in bed, the top of her lacy pink bra peeking out from the under the duvet. She stretched and opened her eyes as I crossed the room to retrieve the ransom note from where I'd left it on her night table.

"Where are you going?" She asked, her voice heavy with sleep as I slipped the note into the breast pocket of my coat.

"Tyler's place," I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed to put my shoes on. "Then to see Dean. The sooner we can get the ball rolling, the sooner we get out of here. Not to mention the fact that we don't have enough cash to cover another night in this veritable paradise."

"We're really going to do this, aren't we?" Eva asked, a hint of apprehension creeping into her voice.

"We're going to do it, and it's going to work," I said, injecting as much confidence into my tone as I could muster. "I'll be back in a couple of hours, and then we'll have to get you ready for your part."

What I meant by that was, I'll have to tie you up, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words. Not after what I'd just done in the bathroom. Not if I didn't want to get myself all worked up again.