Two Steps Closer Pt. 03

NOTE: All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18+

Will awakens to the sound of footsteps headed down the basement steps. He opens his eyes, disoriented, and startles when he sees Michael standing in sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Sorry to wake you," his stepfather says, glancing around the room. "Just about to go for a jog. I think I left my Air Pods down here."

Will freezes, internally panicking as it all comes back to him. Myah, half naked in his arms. Is it already morning? Have they finally been caught?

His stepsister, however, is nowhere to be seen. She must've left him in the night and returned to her own room.

Lucky for him, Myah is not a deep sleeper.

"Oh," Michael says, swiping two small white earpieces from one of the side tables. "Here they are. Great." He heads back upstairs, utterly unconcerned by Will's presence on the couch. So Will crashed out while watching TV the previous night. Nothing remarkable about that.

Will rubs his eyes, amazed that someone could think he looks normal right now. His boxers are crunchy with old cum, and he's got morning wood. Consciousness has brought with it a string of memories so vivid it feels like other people might see them projected on his face. That shit in the tech booth was crazy, and he can't even tell his friends about it.

He blinks away the sleep, his body awakening to all the possibilities this day could hold. Maybe she'll blow him this morning. Or if they lock the door and he's got a condom handy, they can finally fuck. Or maybe he'll just eat her out again to even up the orgasm score.

Will can feel himself smiling way too big.

He heads upstairs, positioning his hands tactfully over his crotch so his boner isn't obvious if he runs into his mom. Once in his room, he sheds his old clothes and heads into the bathroom. The door to Myah's room is closed, he notes with disappointment. Will brushes his teeth and hops into the shower. The least he can do is smell good for her.

He refrains from jerking off in the shower, hoping that she might provide some relief. Still damp and wearing nothing but a towel, he knocks on the bathroom door that leads to her room.

No answer.

Normally, he'd back off, give the girl privacy, but Will is too fucking horny, too excited by all the ways they could start this day together. He opens the door.

Her bed is empty, and the bedroom door is open. Myah's gone.

Well, fuck.

Will dresses and checks downstairs, but there's nobody around except his mother. She's brewing some coffee in the kitchen, and the happy look she gets when she sees him enter embarrasses him.

"Good morning!" she says. "You're up! It's a little early for you, isn't it?"

"Mm." He gestures to the pot of coffee. "Can I get a cup?"

"Of course!" She gets him a mug. "Michael said you fell asleep downstairs."

"Yeah," Will says. "That baking show knocked me right out."

"I'm glad you've been spending time with Myah," his mother says. "Sounds like you really opened up to her about Nikki and the whole breakup." She gives his shoulder an affectionate pat. "It's good to talk about your feelings, Will. I'm proud of you."

Will has no response for this. "Uh. Okay."

"It means a lot to Michael, you know. You've helped bring Myah out of her shell. He was really worried about her when she first came, but she's come a long way since then."

Will suppresses a smile at all this talk of his stepsister coming. "That's all Myah," he says, "not me."

"I think you've helped her to feel like this is her home."

Will wonders, not for the first time, how his mother can be so well-intentioned and yet so wildly off the mark. "I'm glad she's here," he says. "Myah's actually pretty cool."

"Right? And such a talent!" His mother shakes her head. "I just couldn't believe her in West Side Story. That voice! She should've played Maria. I don't know why they cast that other girl."

"That other girl is a senior and she's been getting leads since she was a freshman," Will says. "Myah was brand new, and she still got the second biggest female part. Trust me, that's a big deal." Will never knew shit about the drama department at his school before, but plenty of people have filled him in since Myah's performance.

"It has to be hard for her, though," his mother says, biting her lip. "Watching you and all her friends get ready for college. Her counselor said she should have the credits to graduate next January, but that semester has got to feel like a lifetime."

"January's not so far away," Will says, but he's unable to imagine it, a time when he'll be embarking on his second semester of D1 swim at Saint Agnes. "Where is My, anyway?"

"She's meeting someone in the city," his mom replies. "An old friend."

Meeting someone. The words tug at Will in a strange way. Who is she meeting? And why didn't she tell him last night she had a friend in town? The thought that Myah could meet someone, anyone, a guy maybe, and that person would have no idea that Will existed as anything beyond a boring stepbrother--this unnerves him. He wishes she had hung around this morning to see him. He would've made it worth her while.

"What are you up to today?" his mother asks. "You finally have a weekend off, right?"

Will nods. "There's a dive meet at the Aquatic Center today, so no swim practice until Monday."

"I'm glad you don't dive," his mother says, half to herself. "Those kids scare me, especially on the high dive." She shudders.

Will knows she's thinking of Asha, his girlfriend before Nikki, who was on the girls' diving team at the Aquatic Center. She and Will flirted for most of his sophomore year, and dated for most of his junior year, a fact they hid from her overprotective parents. Will liked Asha and respected her skill on the diving board, but their relationship got tedious as the year went on. He faded out on her little by little, and eventually she got the message. He doesn't feel especially bad about it. He's pretty sure Asha liked having a secret boyfriend more than she liked him as a person.

Will pours himself a cup of coffee from the pot his mom just made, wondering how much the sneaking around figures into his attraction to Myah. On the one hand, it was undeniably hot to eat her out before school yesterday knowing the parents were home. And the whole thing in the tech booth was wild. On the other hand, he wishes they could just hang out like normal people sometimes, that he could talk about her with his friends or walk up and kiss her in the halls at school if some guy was creeping on her a little too hard.

He's not sure how it is for Myah. Maybe she likes having secrets. Maybe the secret is the turn on, like it was for Asha.

"I have to go grocery shopping," Will's mom says. "You want to tag along?"

Will almost says no reflexively. He does not want to hang out with his mom, and he does not want to do errands, but the idea of being home alone in the house suddenly has him crawling out of his skin.

Kayden and Lorenzo come over that afternoon, and he welcomes the distraction. They end up playing video games in the basement and depleting a good percentage of the groceries Will's mom just purchased. Lorenzo has just started sleeping with some private school girl, which seems like good news until Will realizes his friend's sole method of birth control has been to pull out and pray. Will sends Lorenzo up to his bedroom to grab some condoms, and then he and Kayden proceed to demonstrate their use on a carrot. Will knows he looks like some cringy Health teacher, but the world does not need any baby Lorenzos running around.

"Dude, my dick is way bigger than that carrot," Lorenzo says. "You should've used a cucumber."

Kayden busts up laughing. "Bruh, if Sydney Sweeney was naked with you on that couch, you still wouldn't be half the length of that carrot."

It is, to be fair, a very long carrot.

"What matters is girth," Lorenzo says, looking to Will to back him up.

Will smiles. "Use what you got, bro."

He's acutely aware of how careful he has to be when they talk about sex stuff now. If he says anything to remotely indicate he's getting some, Kayden will turn into Sherlock fucking Holmes to figure out where. Part of Will wants to spill about Myah, but a smarter part knows that he cannot trust anyone, certainly not his friends, with this information. And there's another part that likes keeping every detail of her to himself.

When Lorenzo and Kayden harass him about his love life, Will has no good answer for them. "It's not a priority right now," he says, avoiding eye contact, and they give him shit for not being over Nikki.

Secrecy, he thinks, is a double-edged sword.

By the time Myah finally returns, it's almost midnight, and the guys are heading out. She's dressed up for the city, and her short, form-fitting dress and knee high boots are not lost on Will or his friends.

"Heeeey, Myah," Kayden says, grinning cheekily at her. "Where you been all day? We missed you."

"I met up with a friend in New York," Myah says.

Will can feel immediately that something is not right with her. Myah's closed off in a way he hasn't seen in a while. Something bad must have happened in the city.

"Were you with Gino Faracelli?" Kayden asks, making a face. "Cause I see you around with him, and I gotta tell you, that guy is not it. You need a guy who can match your energy, you know what I'm saying?"

Myah blinks at him. "Not really."

"I mean, like, you're a singer, right? Check this out." Kayden breaks into song. "I believe I can flyyyy, I believe I can--"

"Yo, back off," Will says, nudging his friend toward the door. "That's my sister." Kayden actually has a great voice, and though Myah's probably way too smart to fall for his stupid serenade, Will is taking no chances.

"Aw, she can handle Kayden," Lorenzo says. "She's a big girl."

"No girl wants to be called big, thanks." Myah casts Lorenzo a steely look. Will knows she's just messing with him, but Lorenzo is genuinely thrown.

"I didn't mean it like fat," he says quickly. "I just meant--"

"Good night, guys!" Will says, practically shoving them both out.

"Good night, Myah!" Kayden calls over his shoulder, and then Will shuts the door behind them.

"Sorry," he says. "They're dumbasses." He's pretty sure Kayden just flirts with Myah to annoy him, but it does, in fact, annoy him.

"It's all good." Myah heads for the kitchen. "Parents asleep?"

"At this hour? Yeah, they're asleep." Will follows her, although he's not sure he's supposed to. He can't read Myah, can't tell if she wants his company or wants to be alone. He tests the waters. "Hey, did you get the key to the tech booth back to Danielle today?"

"Yeah." She says nothing about their hook-up yesterday. No knowing glance or smile.

Will's mind races with possibilities. What if she was with her ex, that Xander guy? What if something happened between them? He tries to read her mood, but all he can tell is that her mind is elsewhere.

He watches her put the kettle on and then open the cabinet with tea. She looks back at him and gestures to the high shelf. "Mind helping out a dwarf? I need the lemon ginger, please."

Will thinks of how differently this exchange went on another night, but he doesn't push anything. Wordlessly, he hands Myah her box of tea.

"Looks like you had a long day," he says.

She busies herself in the cabinet. "One of my friends was visiting NYU. She'll probably go there next year."

Will relaxes a little when he hears the friend is female. "That would be nice, having her close, right?"

"I don't know." Myah selects a mug, not looking at him. "I doubt we'd hang out much. She was going on and on about the classes she wants to take, the parties she'll to go to, all the stuff to do in the city. Meanwhile, I'm stuck out here in suburban New Jersey with another semester of high school."

"You'll be out soon," Will says. "And you can hop on a train to New York any time you want."

She shrugs.

"So what did you guys get up to today?" Will asks.

"Just... hung out. Walked around the campus, stopped by MOMA, got food, went to a party which I had to leave crazy early, so I didn't miss my curfew." She watches the kettle heat up. "Mostly she just told me about everyone back home. It was fine."

Will doesn't know if he's being paranoid or what, but it feels like she's omitting something important from this story. "Is your friend actually a girl?" he asks, trying not to sound like he's interrogating her. "Because you're giving off the vibe that--I don't know. Like you spent the day with an ex or something."

Myah stares at him and gives a startled laugh just as the tea kettle begins to whistle. "Wow," she says. "Um. You're not far off, actually."

Will feels his stomach drop, but he says nothing, just waits.

"So, Lili is a girl, for the record." Myah pours herself tea, and then gazes at the cup, not looking at him. "And I don't have a thing for her or anything. But the last time we were together, we did sort of... fool around."

This is not quite the variety of bad that Will was imagining, but it does beg several questions. "You're into girls?"

"I don't know," Myah says. "I don't think I'd date a girl, but I can be, like, attracted to one."

Will files that away. "So this day with Lili..."

"Was weird," she acknowledges. "The last time I saw her, I'd just broken up with Xander and I was feeling really shit about having to move to Jersey. We smoked a little pot, and then... stuff happened. It was a bad idea. It made things hella awkward today." She fiddles with the tag on her tea bag.

"You could've told me," he says.

"Told you what? That I blew up one of my oldest friendships right before I moved out here because--" She shakes her head. "I don't even know why."

"She told you she was coming to New York, didn't she? She wanted to see you?"

"Yeah."

"I don't think you blew up the friendship," Will says. "Maybe you just need some time to get used to each other."

Myah winces. "I know, it just... it gives me the ick. You cross that line, and then it's there between you, you know?"

Their eyes meet, and then she seems to realize what she's just said. They both fall silent, and Will imagines a time in the not-too-distant future when Myah sees him in the same light: someone she once crossed the line with, someone who now makes her vaguely squeamish.

He bites his lip, trying not to dwell on it. The truth is, he can't picture a time where he sees Myah and doesn't want her. The idea he might one day give her the ick is not something he can fathom.

"How'd you know, anyway?" she asks him, sitting on the counter and taking a sip of tea. "It's totally freaky you picked up on the whole ex energy."

Will smiles a little. "Guess you're not as mysterious and hard to read as you thought."

"Guess not," she says with a frown.

There is another silence and then Will says, "I would've gone with you, if you wanted. I could've run interference. And it would've been cool to meet one of your friends."

"I thought about bringing you," she admits. "Honestly, though, I needed a break."

"From me?"

She nods.

Will's chest tightens. "Okay," he says. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Your sheer animal magnetism is just a lot to take."

"Yeah." He tries to match her blase tone. "I get that a lot."

"I mean, a person can only think about fucking you so many hours a day. I have to set some limits. Give myself a little space."

She's teasing him, but he senses there's some truth to it, too.

"Sorry if I was crowding you yesterday." He's trying to be cool about her admission that she thinks about fucking him, but it requires near superhuman strength not to start humping her against the counter. "I kinda thought you wanted me there."

"I did," Myah assures him. "But we share a house. And we can't spend all our time together. That--would not be good."

She doesn't say why it wouldn't be good, and so Will is left to guess. Not good because it would raise suspicions with Michael and his mom? Because getting with your stepsibling is messy as hell? Because walking through life in a horny haze 24-7 is not a viable way to graduate high school? All seem like valid concerns.

"So, you want space?" Will asks.

"Not all the time," Myah tells him. "I just want to make sure we both have our normal lives, you know?"

"Okay..."

"Relax," she says. "It's more for me than for you."

"Right," he says. "You need breaks from my sheer animal magnetism. Got it."

Myah gives him a half-smile from her perch on the counter. "It's different for you," she says. "You're on your way out. Me, I'm stuck here. And I need my life to work even after you leave."

Will doesn't really understand what she's getting at, but he nods.

"Do you want space now?" he asks. "Like, should I leave?"

"Do you want to leave?" she asks.

"No."

"Then don't." Her legs dangle off the side of the counter in those sexy boots.

Will is more than happy to take the bait. He closes the distance between them with a few purposeful steps, encircling her boot with one hand. His fingers slide slowly up her calf to her bare knees.

Whatever mood she was in previously seems to dissipate entirely at his touch. Her dark eyes hold his gaze, waiting for his next move.

Will pushes up the skirt of her dress a few inches and teases the inside of her thighs with his fingertips. "I like you in this dress."

"You'd like me even better out of it." She opens her legs fully and tugs him close to her.

Will kisses her, his tongue pushing inside her mouth the way his dick wants to push inside her pussy. Myah's feeling frisky tonight, already nibbling on his lip and grabbing at his hair with her fists. He smiles at her impatience.

Whatever happened in New York today, this girl missed him.

She pulls his shirt off and lets it drop to the floor. Will enjoys the way she always takes a moment to admire his torso. It makes all his gym time feel worth it. She licks his chest, her mouth settling on his nipple and sucking. It feels strange but good, and he hopes it's not the only part of him she sucks tonight.

Her hands move to his pants, as if reading his mind, and he has to pin them back against the counter to stop her from taking out his dick.

"Not in the kitchen," he says. "You know how close my mom came to finding us last night."

"It's late," she protests. "There is no way they're coming downstairs." She leans back on the counter, and her skirt pulls up, teasing even more thigh.

Will is tempted to lay her out right there on the countertop, but then he thinks of the condoms in his bedroom. He's not going to make the mistake he made yesterday in the basement.

Tonight, he's going to fuck her.

"My," he whispers, "let's go upstairs."

*

She enters Will's room through the bathroom. He's already locked his bedroom door and turned down his lights, so only his bedside lamp is on. His shirt is MIA, abandoned somewhere on the kitchen floor, and Myah has ditched the boots.

Will doesn't speak, just closes the door behind her and then pins her to it with his body. His arms rest against the door on either side of her head because fuck this whole wanting space thing. He wants her now.

Myah tilts her head up to him, smiling slightly, daring him to continue.

Will unzips her dress and lifts the tight fabric over her head. She's wearing a bra with a cherry print and matching panties. The tops of her tits spill out, forming a line of cleavage not present in her bra the previous night. It's a good look on her.

"Did you lock your door?" he asks, running a finger between her breasts.

She gives a nod of confirmation, and then Will presses his dick against her. He leans down and kisses her, his tongue penetrating her mouth forcefully. He's been wanting this for hours.

"I can't believe you were gone all day," he says, nipping at her throat. "You like making me wait."

"I do," she says.

He sucks her neck, forcing himself to go easy so he doesn't leave a hickey. "I don't like waiting."

"I know." Her hand moves across his abs and down the front of his pants. "That's why I like making you do it."

Will lets her tug down his pants and then he yanks them off, impatient. He balls them up and tosses them in the direction of his hamper, not bothering to see if his throw lands.

Myah looks down at his boxer briefs, tracing the lines of his cock through the fabric."Want me to suck you?" she whispers.

Will does, of course, but he's not going to let Myah fall further behind in their orgasm count. He's ahead five to four, and this must be rectified.

"Not yet."

He drops to his knees, admiring the cute cherry panties. The little splashes of red against her tan skin look beautiful, and he wonders if it's supposed to be some kind of subliminal message about popping her cherry.

He pushes his nose and mouth to the thin band between her legs. "Can I fuck you tonight?"

"Oh, not tonight," Myah says, teasing. "You can wait a little longer."

"But can you?" Will asks her pussy.

He slides a finger beneath her panties. She's already wet, he notes with satisfaction. Myah might want space, but her pussy wants him close. If she wants to make him wait, then fine, he'll respect her boundaries. He can give her space, no problem.

But he'll make it so she can't stay away for long.

Will removes his finger from her panties. Myah's not the only one who can make a person wait, he thinks. He begins to lick her. He licks her ears, her neck, her shoulders. He licks the space between her tits. He runs his tongue down her stomach and along the curves of her hips. He licks her thighs, leaving a small trail of saliva as he moves towards her pussy. And then he stops.

He has her full attention. Myah is slumped back against the door, watching him, waiting.

Will stands up. "What am going to do with you?" he murmurs, his eyes traveling down her body.

"You're gonna make me come," she suggests, tugging at the waistband of his boxer briefs. "Please."

"Nah." Will grins. "You don't get to come yet." He pushes her toward his bed. "You had a long day in the city. I bet you need a massage."

Myah glances at him, like she's not sure about this, but she climbs obediently onto his bed. She lies on her stomach, the cherry panties tight against her round ass. Will straddles her and places his hands on her shoulders. He's had sports massages before when his muscles were tight or spasming, and he knows they feel a certain kind of good.

Myah needs something between that and a porno.

Grabbing the bottle he uses for really intense jerk-off sessions, he squeezes a pile of lotion onto the center of her back. He starts innocently, working the lotion into her shoulders, noticing the tension there. He moves up to her neck, pressing his fingers in slow, deep circles. He feels Myah relaxing beneath him, her shoulders dropping, head flopping to the side.

So far so good. Now he needs to add a little spice.

He undoes the clasp of her bra and slides the straps off her arms. Myah raises herself up a few inches to let him collect her bra, and before she lies back down, he catches a glimpse of her tits. His mouth waters, dying to suck on them, but it's too soon. He squirts a little more lotion into his hand and starts to massage her back. Occasionally, he lets his fingers brush the sides of her tits, but only slightly. Even so, her ass raises a little, like a cat that wants more petting.

Myah wants more petting, all right.

Denied, Will thinks smugly. I'll take as long as I want.

He gives her upper back a few minutes of attention, because it legit feels tight. He doesn't bother to hide how hard he is as he works her. His boner digs into the back of her panties, and he knows Myah can feel how much he wants her. He moves down to her lower back, pressing his thumbs into the muscles around the base of her spine.

"Oof," Myah says, as his fingers dig in.

He pulls back. "You okay? Am I hurting you?"

"No, no, it feels really good. More, please."

Will works for another minute on her lower back, and then it's time for his favorite: glutes. He peels down her cherry panties a few inches, and skims the soft skin with his fingertips. Myah goes limp beneath him, totally submissive to his touch. He peels down her panties further, and she lifts her hips so he can work them fully off. Now he has a perfect view of her gorgeous cheeks.

He squirts a generous blob of lotion onto each, and begins to massage them both, fingers sinking into her flesh. A quiet mmm escapes her, and the sound is so sexy, Will can't help himself. He puts his face to her ass and traces the crack with his tongue. He wants to spread her cheeks further and lick her, but he's pretty sure that's the kind of thing you have to discuss with someone first. Instead, he contents himself with sucking on her ass cheeks, biting them gently.

Myah seems very into this, gasping at the feel of his teeth, moaning softly when he licks her crack. He wonders if anyone has ever fucked her back there before. She said she was a virgin, so probably not.

He bites her left cheek lightly and puts a finger in her pussy. If Myah doesn't want sex tonight, her pussy evidently didn't get the memo. It's ready for dick.

She raises her hips like she's expecting to get finger fucked, but Will isn't going to give it to her that easy. He removes his finger from her pussy and begins massaging her thighs.

His dick is throbbing now, desperate for some action, and the beautiful naked body stretched out on his bed is not helping. Still, he forces himself to hold back. He wants to make Myah desperate, too. He wants her to be the first to break.

He presses his index and middle fingers into the inside of her left thigh, just above the knee, and moves them in gentle circles. Gradually, his fingers travel upward, closer and closer to her pussy until he's massaging her inner thigh with long strokes, right next to her pussy lips. Myah parts her legs a little, inviting him in, but he ignores her. He moves on to her right thigh.

Once again, when he's just about made it up to her pussy lips, he moves away. His hands migrate to her ass cheeks, which he begins to knead. He's never considered himself a butt guy, but Myah's ass does something to him, makes him want to do things he's never wanted to do before.

Will takes a breath and tries to calm himself down. He's got to focus on other parts of her or he'll never make it through this massage.

He moves down her body, and takes her left foot in his hand. He bites the side of her foot, his fingers applying pressure to the arch. Myah's body stretches beneath him, luxuriating in his firm touch. He grants her a couple minutes of a proper foot massage, and then begins to sample her toes. He sucks each one individually, his tongue moving as it would over her nipple or her clit.

"Ohh," Myah sighs. "Why does that feel so freaking good?"

Will is working on her right foot when she flips over onto her back. "I changed my mind," she breathes. "I want you to fuck me."

Will is both elated and torn. Looking at her naked, ready body, he wants to do exactly that. But he's so damn horny right now, he's afraid fucking her will last all of thirty seconds. That is not the way he wants her to lose her virginity.

He removes the toe he was sucking on from his mouth and lies down next to her in bed. Myah's hands move across his chest, but her eyes are on his face, searching. Her pupils are huge, her expression ravenous.

"Do you have a condom?" she asks.

"In the drawer by the bed," he says. "But we need to wait a few minutes. If my dick gets anywhere near your pussy right now, I'm going to lose it."

His dick is near her pussy, though, and they both know it. Myah tugs at his hip and begins to kiss him. The way her tongue moves against his makes Will think about the night she blew him in this bed, which does nothing to ease his excitement. Her nipples brush against his chest, and he can't help himself. He straddles her and begins sucking on her tit.

Myah's legs spread wide beneath him, and Will's not sure if she's consciously inviting him inside, or if her body is now acting of its own accord. She wraps her legs around his chest as he rolls her nipple with his tongue. Her fingers reach down to touch his cock. He understands now how Lorenzo convinced himself that pulling out was good enough. Will would believe almost anything right now if it let him slip his dick inside this needy little pussy.

He pushes Myah away, no longer trusting himself.

"Sit on my face," he whispers, because it seems like the safest way to make her feel good while giving his dick a little distance.

"I don't want to smother you," Myah says, but she's already sitting up and positioning her knees on either side of his head.

"Gonna die like a G," Will says. He nips lightly at the inside of her thigh and runs his hands over her ass, urging her down towards his face.

Myah clutches the headboard of his bed to balance her weight and lets her pussy skim his waiting mouth. He kisses it first, his lips opening and closing on her pussy lips the same hungry way he would kiss her mouth. He adds tongue and pushes into her folds. The smell of her is so fucking good he wants her to rub it over all his body, to mark him with her scent like an animal marking its territory.

This pussy owns him.

Myah sinks closer to his face. She moves back and forth against him as he tongues her, his hands massaging her ass.

"Suck me," she whispers, and so Will switches from tongue to gentle suction as she drags her pussy across his lips.

The more she's into it, the more her pussy engulfs his face, like she's too turned on to fully support her own weight. Her fears of smothering him were not entirely unfounded. It is hard to breathe. Will occasionally pushes her away, just enough to allow him some air, and this seems to be its own kind of edging, never sucking for too long, just long enough to get her close and drive her crazy.

"I wanna come," she gasps. "Please let me come."

Suddenly breathing doesn't matter. Will takes one big breath and attacks her pussy, fully resigned to asphyxiation. He tugs her downward, feels the full weight of her riding his face, and though she's trying to be quiet, his desperate slurping has her whimpering.

"Oh, fuck," she moans, pumping hard against his mouth and nose. "Oh my god, oh my god--"

He's going dizzy as she finally comes, her pussy and thighs shuddering violently against him, and then suddenly he's breathing again. Her pussy hovers inches in the air above him, still quivering, as she tries to recover.

Will looks up, past her heaving tits, to the expression on her face. Her mouth is an O, her eyes open but unseeing like she's in another world, like she's just seen God. He files the image away for the running porno his mind likes to play of his moments with Myah, but he's far from done here.

His cock can't wait any longer. He has to get inside this girl.

"I'm going to fuck you now," he says, sliding out from under her and tearing open the drawer of condoms.

It's empty.

"What the hell?" Will climbs out of bed, frantically searching the drawer, throwing out a couple random items to see if the condoms are buried somewhere beneath.

They're gone. Completely gone.

Myah is sitting up in bed. "You find them?"

He closes his eyes. "Lorenzo must have taken them. I sent him up today to grab some." He massages his forehead, trying not to lose his shit. "Some, not all."

Myah's hands are already pulling down his boxer briefs. "We'll be fine." She drops to all fours and teases the head of his dick with her wet mouth. "I got you."

Will doesn't have time to mourn the tragic loss of her pussy because her mouth is doing beautiful and unholy things. Unlike the last time when they were fooling around in darkness, Will can see every move she makes now, her bare back and ass, her head bobbing on his cock. It's too much.

Will tries to hang on, to make this BJ last, but then she looks up at him, drooling, her mouth full of cock, the slightest hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

That's it. He can't stop himself from coming.

The way her eyes widen as she swallows his load will, he knows, be another image for the porno in his mind, a picture to sustain him through a hundred boring Calculus classes. He exhales deeply, thinking maybe Lorenzo did him a favor, after all. He was definitely not prepared to deliver the long, delicious fucking that his stepsister deserves for her first time. He'll have to work on his stamina.

He climbs into his bed, suddenly aware of how chilly the room is. Somehow his body failed to register the temperature before. Myah snuggles under the covers with him, shivering a little.

"You tired?" she asks.

Will is both exhausted and wired. "Why?" he teases. "You ready for more?"

She yawns. "I don't think you have any more to give. It's already like 2AM."

"Is it that late?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Fucking Lorenzo," Will grumbles. "I can't believe he took all my condoms. Way to leave a guy hanging."

"Oh, I don't think anybody left you hanging," Myah says, and Will has to concede he isn't exactly unsatisfied with the way things turned out.

He remembers what Myah said in the kitchen earlier and breaks into a grin. "Do you really think about fucking me all day?"

"Not all day," she says, and his grin broadens.

"You are so horny."

She shrugs. "Well, so are you."

"No shit. I don't know how I'm supposed to focus on school and swim and all that when you are right here." He takes her hand and sucks on her middle finger.

"That's why we gotta keep some space between us. You're like crack."

"Crack, huh?" He runs a finger down the crack of her ass. Myah startles at his touch and then giggles, shoving him lightly.

"You're kind of into butts, huh?"

"Just yours," Will says honestly. "I don't know what it is, but..." He gives her cheek a little squeeze. "I just wanna do things to it."

Myah raises her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? What kind of things?"

"Um." Will licks his lips, too nervous to actually pronounce them. "All the things?"

She laughs. "Gotta admire the cojones on you." She tickles his balls lightly with her fingers. "You haven't even gotten in my pussy yet, and you're already angling for my ass."

"I've gotten in your pussy," he counters, "just not with my dick."

"Fair," Myah concedes. "So which part of you is interested in my ass?"

He shrugs. "I mean, I'm a generous guy. I would give you any part you asked for."

Myah brings her hand to her chin in a loose fist, considering this. "But your personal preference would be...?"

Will takes her fist in his hand, then sticks his tongue in the hole between her thumb and forefinger. Myah's mouth drops and she bursts into shocked laughter.

"Are you serious?" She pushes his bare chest with an accusing finger. "You are filthy! I had no idea." Her face screws up as she considers it, really considers it. "You actually want to... with your mouth...?"

"Kinda, yeah." His face is hot, some mixture of embarrassed and super turned on. "I take it you wouldn't be into that?"

For the first time in his memory, Myah looks flustered. "I don't know," she says. "I'd have to think about it. Anyway, that kind of thing takes... preparation." She studies his face. "Wouldn't you be grossed out?"

"Nope," he says. "You look really yummy back there."

She shakes her head. "You are so much pervier than I ever dreamed."

"Sorry, I guess?"

"It's my trial to bear." She gives a dramatic sigh, and then, as if to test just how much he likes her ass, she turns and nuzzles it against his dick. Will, already getting hard again from this whole conversation, rubs his cock enthusiastically against her cheeks.

"Is this an invitation?" he whispers huskily.

"No," she says, pulling her ass away from him. "It's spooning, you dumb fuck. If I want you back there, you'll know it." She sits up. "I should really get to bed."

"You're in bed," Will points out.

"My bed," Myah amends.

He wonders if she's worried about Michael and his mom, or if this is another attempt to preserve her own space.

He watches her stand naked in the room's soft light, bending to collect her discarded clothes, but not bothering to dress. Will has the sudden sense that her body is imprinting itself on his memory in a way he can never reverse: not just her tits and perfect ass, but the waves of her hair, her teasing smirk, her smooth thighs and the scent of pussy and sweat that mingles in his sheets.

This is the ghost that will haunt him anytime he beds someone else, he thinks. Whatever, whoever he does in his life going forward, it will never feel like it does with Myah.

Will turns off his light and rolls over in bed, unable to watch her leave. The immensity of it is only just hitting him. He shouldn't have started up with her, he realizes. He shouldn't have let himself have this, but he did, and now he wants it too much.

In a few months, he'll be just like this Lili, a person from Myah's past that she no longer knows and no longer wants to be with.

An embarrassing secret, a regret.

An ick.

Will closes his eyes, trying to banish his dark thoughts. He focuses on his breathing, the way he does on the nights before a big swim meet when he has the jitters.

A long breath in.

Pause.

A longer exhale.

Repeat, over and over, until at last his heart slows, his eyes turn heavy, and sleep comes.

*

Will wakes after noon and has to resist the immediate impulse to look for Myah. He understands what she means now about space. If they don't force themselves to spend time apart, they will burn each other up.

He's eating a bowl of cereal at the breakfast nook, scrolling through his messages, when Myah enters the room, texting furiously. Will looks up, and from the stressed out expression on her face, quickly deduces who she's communicating with.

"What's up?" he asks. "Is that Lili?"

"She's coming over this afternoon," Myah says. "Her host student at NYU had an emergency, so she's going to stay here tonight. Can you drop her off at the train station tomorrow morning before school? She has to catch a flight out of Newark at nine."

"Yeah, no problem," Will says.

Myah begins pacing the room. "I don't know what I'm going to do while she's here. We need structure. An activity or something."

"You can't just hang out?"

"We hung out all of yesterday," Myah says. "There's nothing left to talk about. And I don't want it to feel like a repeat of the night we hooked up, which, ew, was also a sleepover."

"Can you invite Gino over?" Will suggests.

"He's visiting his grandpa this weekend." She sits down next to him on the breakfast nook bench. "I really don't want to be alone with her, Will. It was weird enough yesterday in the city. Sitting around my bedroom for hours with nothing to do is going to be awkward as fuck."

Will wonders if she's afraid Lili will make a move on her.

"You want me to invite Kayden over? We could all hang out." The look of immediate relief that crosses Myah's face tells Will this is what she's been hoping for all along.

"I think she might be into Kayden," Myah says. "You think he'd come over?"

Will snorts. "To meet one of your friends? Oh, he'll come."

He composes a quick text. Myah's friend from cali here 2day, wanna pull up?

"I take it Lili isn't just into girls?" Will says.

"No." Myah looks distinctly uncomfortable now. "She was actually really into Xander for a while."

"As in, Xander your ex? Oh, wow." Only now does Will begin to understand how dysfunctional this friendship with Lili has got to be. "So you guys had a messy history even before you hooked up."

His phone dings with a text.

bet. She cute??

"Kayden wants to know if she's cute," Will says.

Myah frowns. "Very."

*

Kayden arrives at four, with a bottle of Malibu and what looks like a bundle of boxers in his hand. "Swim trunks," he grins, when he sees Will's confusion. "I figured, you got that hot tub, might as well use it."

"Why do you have Malibu?" Will demands. "Dude, it's Sunday. We aren't getting fucked up."

"Girls love Malibu," Kayden tells him patiently. "We're not going to get fucked up, just a little buzzed. You said your parents are in Philly until late, right?"

It's true. Michael and Will's mom have an afternoon at the museum and a fancy dinner planned with the Goldbergs. Parental oversight will not provide him with a convenient excuse to reign Kayden in. Will has already begun to doubt the wisdom of this whole get-together, especially when he sees what a twitchy wreck Myah's becoming.

"Chill," he tells her, as Kayden heads off to find snacks. "It's going to be fine. K's a good-looking guy. Lili will be all over him, and then you'll have nothing to worry about."

Myah glances doubtfully at Kayden and then down at her phone. "Her train's about to get in. I've got to go pick her up."

As soon as Myah's gone, Kayden jumps on him. "Gimme the deets," he says. "This Lili chick is hot?"

"I don't know," Will says wearily. He still doesn't fully understand Myah's relationship with this girl, if Myah likes her, like-likes her, or hates her the way that some girls seem to hate their so-called friends. "Mix me a drink, would you?"

Kayden fixes him a Malibu and Diet Coke, and by the time Myah and Lili return, he's feeling more relaxed.

Lili, as it turns out, is more than very cute. She is a straight up snack. She has very big eyes, a round face, and a little silver nose ring. Her bleach blonde hair has lavender highlights that make her look edgy. Her main assets, however, are the enormous boobs she showcases with a tight, low-cut shirt. Will can't help but imagine Myah going to town on those tits, and the thought makes him an uncomfortable combination of jealous and horny.

Kayden quickly introduces himself and then goes to fix drinks. It isn't the first time he's played bartender at Will's house. On his way out, he nudges Will and raises his eyebrows enthusiastically. Okay, Will thinks, at least one half of this match-making attempt is on board. He can't still gauge Lili's interest, but if anyone can pull it off, it's Kayden. Charming girls is his special talent.

Kayden's an inch shorter than Will, a little leaner but cut, the product of an Indian father and white mother. His black curls and flirty smile have earned him plenty of admirers at school, but his fuck boy ways have also earned him his share of detractors. Will's pretty sure he's cheated on every girlfriend he's ever had, but this won't be an issue for a girl who lives halfway across the country and just needs someone to keep her busy for a night.

Lili's gaze doesn't follow Kayden as he leaves. Instead, she fixes her attention on Will with a smirk. "And you're the stepbrother. I've heard so much about you."

There's something suggestive in her tone, in the way she reduces him to a role and doesn't use his actual name. Will glances at Myah. She didn't tell this girl anything, did she? Myah couldn't possibly be that stupid.

Myah grabs Lili by the elbow as though she doesn't like where this is headed. "Come on. Let's go get you that drink!"

They all head into the kitchen, where Kayden has been poking through the fridge and cabinets to gather possible mixers.

"All right, he announces, "We've got cranberry juice, Diet Coke, or hot cocoa."

"Malibu's good in hot cocoa?" Myah asks.

"Definitely," Kayden assures her. "And it'll be a nice, warm drink if we go outside in that hot tub."

"Sounds good," Myah says.

Lili turns to her, raising a delicate eyebrow. "You sure you want all those calories, bae?"

Will can't believe his ears. Did this girl really just suggest Myah should watch her weight? Tell me you've never seen Myah naked without telling me you've never seen Myah naked, he thinks.

"Aww, Myah can handle a few extra calories," Kayden says, coming to the rescue. "We gotta keep her caked up."

Myah laughs, but Will can see she's already regretting the request for hot cocoa, already worrying about the calories. That's all it takes for him to hate Lili.

"Malibu and Diet for me, please," Lili says, and Kayden brings his hand to his forehead in a mock salute. "So you guys have to tell me..." Lili is watching Will now. "How is my little Myah faring in New Jersey?"

"From where I stand, this girl is killing it," Kayden says, pulling back the tab on a Diet Coke. "She was in the musical a couple months ago, and she ate."

"She was amazing," Will agrees. "People still come up to me to say how good she was."

"It's so perfect for you that they did West Side Story," Lili says to Myah. "I saw a private school production of that show last year where all the leads were white. It was so cringe. Your director must have been really glad for the chance to cast someone authentically Latina."

"She got cast because she's talented." Will has to force himself to keep his voice pleasant, but he doesn't like what Lili is implying.

"Oh my God, I know she is!" Lili enthuses. "I've been telling her for ages how good she is!" She turns to Myah. "Didn't I say when you moved here that you might finally get some good roles?"

"You did," Myah says, not smiling.

Kayden hands Lili her drink. "A Malibu and Diet Coke for Our Lady of the Purple Hair," he says.

Lili flashes him a smile, but her attention is immediately back on Myah. "You just needed a school that was a little less competitive," she says. "Everyone at ASPA is always so intense. It sounds like you found a place that's more your speed."

"What's ASPA?" Kayden asks, as he fills a mug with water for Myah's cocoa.

"Aspire School of Performing Arts," Will says mechanically. "Where Myah used to go."

He wants, more than anything, to make Lili leave. If she's going to be a bitch like this, if she's going to tear Myah down with every breath that leaves her mouth, then fuck her. She can get a hotel. He looks down at his hands and realizes they're balled into fists.

"I was happy with my roles at ASPA," Myah says. "I never minded doing supporting parts. It was fun."

"I mean, I guess you're not looking to make a career of it," Lili says. "So, yeah. Fun is good."

"Are you looking to act professionally?" Kayden asks, popping the mug into the microwave.

"Act, sing, dance." Lili shrugs. "I got in early decision to the Tisch Drama Department at NYU. It should be a good program with a lot of opportunities. And maybe I'll even see this girl next year." She leans her head against Myah in a gesture presumably meant to appear affectionate, but Will's not buying it.

This girl is poison. Her every move seems calculated to hurt his stepsister. No wonder Myah was feeling moody when she got home last night.

"Did I hear you got a full ride at Saint Agnes?" Lili asks Will, sipping her drink.

"Yep." Will does not elaborate. The last thing Myah wants to hear is everyone else's college plans, and he suspects Lili knows that.

"How about you?" she asks Kayden. "Where are you headed next year?"

"I won't know for a few more weeks," he says. "Rutgers, probably."

The microwave begins to beep, and Kayden scurries over to grab Myah's mug. He stirs in a bunch of cocoa powder and then pours in an extra big shot of Malibu. Will almost objects, but at this point he figures Myah might need it.

He has to get Lili off her back somehow. If Lili would just spend five minutes talking to Kayden, then the dude could work his magic and Myah would be in the clear.

"So..." Will says, "were you guys up for the hot tub?"

Lili tosses her head. "I'm down."

Myah glances at her. "Do you have a swim suit?"

"Of course!" Lili laughs. "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on borrowing one from you. I know these girls are way too big for anything you own."

She jiggles her boobs, in case there were any doubt about the identity of the aforementioned girls. Her bouncing tits win her both Kayden's full attention and Will's ever-lasting hatred. Is this chick trying to insult Myah's perfect tits, to act like they are somehow inferior?

Yes, okay, Lili's tits are hard not to stare at. They're huge, with cleavage that inevitably brings to mind every titty-fucking porno Will's ever seen. And maybe Myah has even sampled these tits for herself, they're that hot, but still.

Still.

Fifteen minutes later, Will and Kayden sit across from one another in the hot tub, waiting for the girls to appear. The sun is starting to go down, and though it's now officially the first day of March, it's cold. Will's bottom half is boiling and his upper half is freezing. Will has never loved hot tubs in winter for this very reason, and Michael's hot tub isn't the kind where you can stretch out and totally immerse yourself. His stepfather purchased a smaller, cheaper model that can technically fit four, but more comfortably accommodates two. The four of them are going to be crammed in together.

"You weren't lying about Lili," Kayden chuckles. "That girl is a baddie."

"Yeah, well, I wish she wouldn't shit all over Myah."

Kayden laughs again and takes a sip of his drink. "Girls, right? They're so mean to each other."

Will doesn't point out that Lili's meanness is entirely one-sided. He knows Kayden doesn't care, and frankly, that's good. If Lili's personality factored into this night, his friend might not make a move.

"What time are your parents getting back?" Kayden asks, probably working out a timeline for attack.

"Ten or so?" Will guesses. "They're usually pretty late when they're out with the Goldbergs."

"Oh, looky." Kayden kicks him from across the tub. "Here they come."

Both girls are wearing bathrobes as they emerge onto the patio, but Lili's isn't fully closed. Her long, bare legs are visible as she walks, and her tits are not exactly hiding, either. She's wearing a hot pink bikini with a little string tie between her boobs that suggests one little tug could release the kraken.

Lili drops the robe on a chair next to the hot tub, and gives a theatrical shiver.

"Ooh, it's cold!"

Nobody needed her to spell this out. Her nipples are already doing an excellent job.

Will doesn't look at her as she climbs into the tub and sinks into the water. He keeps his eyes on Myah, who is disrobing quickly without any of Lili's confidence. He's never seen Myah like this, so nervous, so unsure of herself, and it makes Will angry. What kind of shit has Lili been filling her head with?

Myah's bathing suit is a one-piece, far more covering than Lili's. She looks like she's from some 1950s postcard or something, red with white polka dots, and the bottom is closer to little shorts than high-cut panties. She looks sweet and wholesome, Will thinks, although he knows she's anything but. And those little shorts still can't hide her fantastic ass.

Will glances at Kayden to see if he's going to chat up Lili and realizes that Kayden's eyes are also focused entirely on Myah. Kayden reaches out to give her a hand as she steps into the tub, and Will sees now with horrifying clarity that his friend doesn't think he's here for Lili at all.

He thinks he's Will's wingman. And that means Myah is fair game.

Motherfucker.

"Red's a good color for you, My," Kayden tells her. "It's giving Marilyn Monroe, very classic."

The little shit is hitting on Myah right the fuck in front of him. Will wants to kill him.

"I have to admit, I was really looking forward to meeting you," Lili says, and Will is aware then that she's talking to him, that he has to look at her, not at Kayden, and certainly not at Myah.

"Me? Why's that?" He stays squarely in his corner of the hot tub, but Lili is leaning towards him, getting close.

"I've heard all kinds of things about you over the years," she says with a smirk, "and honestly, I don't think you were overhyped."

Will smiles tersely and takes a big drink from his cup. "Glad I meet your expectations."

"So you swim?"

"Yup."

"Myah says you're really good. Like, you set state records and stuff."

"Yup."

She puts a hand to his chest. "I can see you work out a lot."

"Well, yeah," Will says. "We have to."

His eyes dart over to Myah and Kayden. He tries to catch her eye, to ask for help, but Myah is engaged in her own conversation, one he can't hear over the noise of the jets, but one that somehow involves Kayden casually lifting the strap of her swimsuit as he talks directly in her ear. Will can't tell if she likes it or not, but she's listening to him, to whatever bullshit he's spouting, and this infuriates Will.

How on earth did they fuck this night up so badly?

Lili is talking, still talking to him, and he tries to nod, to be polite but standoffish. This only seems to encourage her further. Before Will knows it, she's wrapped her arms around his arm, babbling something about how cold she is, and the girl is practically on his lap. He looks desperately to Myah, but Kayden's singing something in his silky tenor, a line from an R&B song, and Myah is smiling in a way that might be polite, impressed, lovesick or any other number of emotions.

"I mean, we always kind of knew she had a crush on you," Lili says, like she's telling him a secret, and Will tunes suddenly back into the busty girl in his lap.

"Who? Myah?"

"Yes, Myah," she says. "The way she used to talk about you--I mean, it was obvious."

"There's nothing between me and Myah," Will says quickly, his voice low because he doesn't want Kayden to get in on this. He's not sure exactly what Lili's accusing him of, but he knows she is way too close to the truth. "She's my sister."

"Oh my God, I know that." Lili laughs. "It was just, you know. A crush. But I'm telling you, she had it bad. The first time she met you, she couldn't even talk about you without blushing, poor baby." She smiles at him flirtatiously. "I mean, I get it. I'm glad you're not my brother."

Will is also glad of this, but for all the wrong reasons.

"My and I didn't really know each other until this year," he says. "I wish she'd moved here sooner. She's the best." And then, in case that sounds too positive for sibling talk, he throws in a, "She's been really good for my mom."

"You know we hooked up one time." Lili says it idly, like it's no big thing, but Will can tell she's watching him, hoping for a reaction.

"Just once?" Will asks. He knows he's a shit for asking Lili about it, but he wants to make sure Myah wasn't downplaying whatever happened between them.

"Just once. It was right before she left." Lili's all but purring in his ear, like she thinks this story might turn him on. The annoying part is, she's not wrong. He hates this chick, but when he thinks about her and Myah together, it is crazy sexy. Those fucking boobs. His dick can't help but be impressed, even if the rest of him knows she's a garbage person.

"We were high," Lili murmurs, "and she always kind of had a thing for me. I guess it was going to happen sooner or later."

Maybe it's wishful thinking, but Will doesn't buy that Myah always had a thing for this stupid girl. It seems a lot more likely that Lili has always had a thing for Myah, and she's using him now as some kind of weird stand in.

"Wasn't Myah with that Xander guy?" Will asks. "The way I heard it, she was pretty in love with him." And then, just to be an asshole, he adds, "Wait... you aren't the friend that used to like Xander, are you?"

Lili turns her head away and laughs uncomfortably, so he knows the insult has landed, that she was not the first choice. "I think everyone at ASPA has liked Xander at one point or another," she says. "There are only so many straight guys in the school. We kind of cycle through them." She suddenly loses interest in discussing Myah. "So Saint Agnes is in New York, right?" she asks, her hands suddenly on his thighs beneath the frothy water. "Just a couple hours from the city?"

"Uh. Yeah."

Will glances again at Myah, who is chugging her drink and nodding while Kayden animatedly relates a story. Will wants to get up, to flee this fucking hot tub, but he doesn't want to leave her alone with Kayden for even a second. Or with Lili, for that matter. He's pretty sure both of them would like a piece of her.

Lili takes Will's hand under the water, and tries to give him something. "Pull this," she says, dipping a few inches deeper into the water.

"What?" Will looks down, but with all the bubbles, he can't see the thing brushing against his fingers. It feels like a string of some kind.

"Pull it," Lili whispers. "They won't see."

And then he understands. It's the string on her bikini, the one that holds her breasts in place. If he pulls it, her tits will fall out, and he will be expected to--to touch them, with Myah and Kayden right there, unaware.

Will jumps up, and whatever boner he was starting to get dies when faced with the frigid air.

"I gotta go inside," he says to no one in particular. He hops out, grabbing a towel off one of the patio chairs, and jogs over to the kitchen door.

Back in the kitchen, he stands dripping by the island, trying to work out what to do. He has to get Myah alone, but his brain seems to be short-circuiting and he has no idea of how to do this in a way that suggests concerned brother and not incestuous fuck buddy.

Fortunately, Myah joins him of her own accord, stepping in from the patio in her bathrobe. She's shivering wildly. "Are you okay?"

Will rejoices at the sight of her. "Oh, thank God. I was afraid to leave you out there."

"I told them I had to go check on you." Her arms are folded across her chest, and there's a tightness to her jaw that seems to indicate Will is somehow the one who fucked up. "What's going on?"

"What's going on? Uh, your friend was trying to get me to play with her fucking tits."

"Huh." Myah regards him coolly. "Well, I can see how she would've thought you'd be into that, the way you guys were all over each other."

Will doesn't know how he's getting blamed for this. "She was all over me," he clarifies. "And I didn't exactly see you running away from Kayden. Kinda looked like you were enjoying his stupid fucking singing."

"Are you serious? You think I liked it? You let him put on moves on me! You were right there, and you didn't even stop him! It was like you gave me to him or something, like you wanted me to hook up with him so you could have Lili."

"Lili is a total fucking bitch who treats you like shit," Will retorts. "I do not want any part of that girl!. And I definitely don't want you messing around with my friends. Or anyone else!"

"I wasn't going to mess with Kayden," she protests. "I was keeping an eye on you! Lili was creeping on you so hard, and you just let her. I thought you were going to start fucking her right in front of me. Which is totally the kind of thing she would do, by the way." Myah looks ready to burst into tears, and Will doesn't get it, he really doesn't get it.

"Why are you friends with someone who would do that? And why don't you know that I wouldn't?"

"But... you kind of wanted to," she says, "didn't you?"

Will can't stay mad at her, not when she's like this--this odd, fragile version of herself he barely recognizes. He can't hold her like he wants to, not with Kayden and Lili underfoot, but he gives her hand a little squeeze.

"You really think I'd spend this long trying to get into your pants just to throw it away on some stupid pick-me girl with big boobs?" He shakes his head. "No. Hell no. I'm playing the long game here."

Myah glances back at the door. "I thought you were punishing me because I said I wanted space."

Will winces. "Jesus, My. Not everybody's out to mindfuck you all the time." But when he thinks of her mom and Lili, he knows that some people are.

"I don't want to go back out there," Myah says, and he couldn't agree more.

"So let's leave them. If Lili thinks you're into Kayden, she's probably working him already. And I don't think she'll have to work hard."

Myah approaches the door to the patio, and pulls the slat down on one of the blinds that covers the window. She peers out at the scene in the hot tub.

"Can you see them?" Will asks. "What are they doing?"

"Talking," Myah says, squinting. "Flirting, I think."

Will joins her by the window, just in time to see Lili grab one of her tits and jiggle it, giggling. "Oh God," he says. "They're talking about her boobs. It's her one move, literally all she has."

"But it's working," Myah laughs, and sure enough, Kayden is moving closer to Lili, his head dipping towards her as he utters who knows what bad lines.

"Looks like our work here is done," Will says.

"Good, 'cause I'm freezing," Myah tells him, and Will sees now that her teeth are chattering slightly, and her lips have turned a shade of purple. She gives him a sidelong glance. "You up for a hot shower?"

Will grins. He is all the way up for one. As if she had to ask.

*

They lock both bathroom doors and run the water as hot as it will go. Myah sheds her bathrobe and ducks into the shower first, breathing a sigh of relief when the hot spray hits her body. She's still in her bathing suit, and for a moment Will just watches her through the glass panel.

He's thought about her in this shower so many times before. Part of him wants to savor the moment. Maybe it's because he's cold and wet. He's spent such a significant part of his life standing around swimming pools in this state that he's practically immune now, but it does slow him down. His dick is not ready to erupt quite the way it was last night.

Myah sees him looking, and slides the strap of her swim suit down, leaving her tit partially exposed. The glass is already starting to fog. Will presses his face to the shower door, peeping her, and she slides the other strap down, releasing both her tits. They aren't the behemoths that Kayden's probably playing with right now, but Will loves their curves and the pretty brown nipples that beg to be sucked.

He tries to rub away the fog on the door so he can get a long, clear look at her, but the moisture is all on her side of the glass. He waits a moment, and then Myah scrubs it away for him with the palm of her hand and presses her tits up against the glass, laughing.

"You coming in or not?" she asks.

He slides open the door and joins her. It's a snug little rectangle of a shower, with the one glass panel and three stone tiled walls. There's room for two, but they don't both comfortably fit beneath the water. Will stands on the outskirts of the spray, watching Myah. Her face tilts upward to the showerhead, eyes closed as she exults in the feel of it, and Will can't help but smile stupidly at the sight of her.

She is not with Lili, not with Kayden.

She is with him. His.

Myah's eyes flicker open and she catches him staring. "What are you smiling about?"

"I just like you."

She rolls her eyes. "I know what you like."

I like all of you, Will wants to say, but he doesn't know exactly what he'd mean by that, so instead he kisses her and pushes her swimsuit all the way down. It drops to the shower floor in a sopping red heap.

Myah slips her fingers into the waistband of his swim trunks and drags them slowly down, until she's kneeling on the tile in front of him. Will steps out of his trunks, thinking he's going to get a watery BJ right then and there, but then she's back on her feet, smirking at him.

She squirts some shower gel on her palms, and rubs her hands together to form a lather. "Can I soap you up?"

"If I can soap you back."

She moves her soapy hands across his shoulders and neck, his clavicle, his pecs. Her fingers waken every part of his body that they touch. She strokes his abs and happy trail, sighing contentedly as she traces his muscles.

"You're so pretty. It's not even fair how pretty you are."

Will's always been vaguely aware that he's good-looking, that he's never had to try very hard with girls. Pretty girls usually liked him, and he never really considered what not so pretty girls thought. Now, though, he remembers what Lili said earlier about Myah having a crush on him when they were younger. Skinny Myah with the braces and all the big words was a girl he never thought about at all.

He wonders if Lili was just making shit up, or if she was spilling actual secrets.

"What did you think of me when we first met?" he asks, reaching for his own handful of shower gel.

"You mean back in middle school?"

He nods, gently rubbing soap across her shoulders and breasts until they're slick with bubbles.

"I thought you were cute. You've always been cute." Myah leans back against the wall as his hands cup her tits. "I, on the other hand, had a pretty long awkward phase."

Will lingers on her nipples, pinching them lightly. "Lucky for me," he says, kissing her. "I could not have handled a sister this hot when I was thirteen."

"Stepsister," Myah corrects him, raking a hand through his wet hair. "Don't make it worse than it already is."

Will presses her to the wall and they kiss, hungry kisses punctuated by the shower's water and steam. His dick nudges against her. God, he wants to take her in the shower.

He thinks briefly of Kayden and Lili and hopes they're having their own fun, so he can take his time here. Myah sent Lili a brief text on her way up to the bathroom, something about Will getting dizzy from the hot tub and Myah needing to keep an eye on him for a bit. Hopefully Lili's too busy fooling around with Kayden to even read it.

Will realizes suddenly that he's been stealing most of the hot water. Still kissing her, he rotates Myah away from the wall so that she won't get cold, and then he's touching her, her curves and crevices, her slippery skin.

She nuzzles against his chest, her breasts pressed to his abs. Will strokes her wet head, feeling a confusing blend of both horny and protective.

He doesn't want her to have shitty friends. He doesn't want her to have a shitty mother. He wants Myah to have good things, good people.

Also, he really wants to fuck her.

Myah breaks away, and then begins soaping his legs, one and then the other, from thigh to ankle. She pauses, on her knees, as his eager cock brushes against her head. Smiling mischievously, she rubs a finger lightly across the tip.

"You look happy to be here."

Will can't speak. His dick is so damn close to her mouth. He waits for her to suck him off, but she's evidently exacting her revenge for last night's prolonged massage. She stands up and begins innocently soaping his back.

This gets less innocent as she arrives at his ass.

Will is straight up obsessed with Myah's ass, but he's never really considered his own butt. When Myah's nimble fingers move up and down his muscular cheeks, though, he finds he likes the sensation. It feels good having her explore him, her thumbs traveling from his hamstrings to his glutes. He's into this.

She moves towards his crack, and his ass tenses up, unused to this kind of attention. Myah giggles in delight.

"Your butt muscles are insane!" she marvels.

'Well, yeah," he says. "You've got to have strong glutes to keep your hips in position when you swim."

"You look like a statue," she tells him. "A statue sculpted by some pervy Greek with a thing for men's asses."

Will turns around, figuring his butt has been under enough scrutiny for the time being. "We both know who has the superior ass around here," he says, wrapping his hands around her waist and rubbing her superior ass, just in case she has any doubts. His dick is hard against her belly, begging to be noticed, but she ignores it. She squeezes out some minty smelling shampoo and applies it to his head.

Will's whole body breaks out in tingles as she massages his scalp and works it into a lather. He kisses her, and then their kisses build to something almost frantic beneath the water: desperate, gulping kisses with tongue and teeth, their need for air somehow just an afterthought.

"You're yummy," she tells him, stepping back to help him rinse the shampoo from his hair.

When he's clean, she moves on to her own hair, turning her face to the water as she applies her fruity-smelling shampoo. This position provides Will with a tantalizing view of her ass, which he allows himself the pleasure of drizzling with shower gel.

His hands move around the curves of her ass cheeks. Will can't help but grab her hips and press against her, his cock eager to bury itself in there. They could do it right here, right now, he thinks, if he fucked her ass. No possibility of babies. They wouldn't even need a condom.

Myah knows exactly where his head is at, and glances back at him with an admonishing look. "Let me be clear, butt sex is one hundred percent off the table when we haven't even had sex-sex."

"Wait..." Will's eyebrows shoot up. "It's on the table after that?"

"That's not what I meant."

"It's what you said..."

"Let's get you in my pussy first," she says. "There's, like, an order of operations here that you've got to respect."

Will starts cracking up, because she's somehow throwing math jargon into a discussion of which hole he should fuck, but then her hands are lathering up his dick and he's no longer laughing. Her dark eyes settle on him as she presses her back to the shower wall and rubs soap between her thighs.

She tugs him down towards her so that he has to stoop slightly, and guides his cock to her, not up in her pussy, but straight between her thighs.

That feels good. Very, very good.

Will pushes deeper between her thighs, his cock buried between them just inches south of her pussy. She squeezes her thighs against him, providing just the right amount of friction.

"Oh shit, My," he breathes.

He braces himself against the wall as he starts fucking her thighs. With all the lather, his dick slides easily against her skin. Myah presses her hands to his pecs as he moves against her, and his strokes gradually build speed.

He wishes more than anything that he could be inside her now, that he could fuck her up against the shower wall like this, bareback, nothing between them. It is a torturous kind of pleasure to be so close. His dick, still perpendicular, instinctively begins to creep higher and higher up the space between her thighs, until she's practically straddling his cock. It rubs lightly against the lips of her pussy, and Will groans with frustration.

Myah grabs his ass as he pumps back and forth, clutching him tightly.

They're both horny as fuck now, always so close to sex and never quite there. And still, the feeling is incredible, better than fucking Nikki ever was. Even just the sight of his dick pushing between her thighs is hot enough to bring him to the edge.

He hovers there for a moment, close, so fucking close, and then Myah whispers, "Come."

And so he does.

*

Will towels her off afterwards, gently drying each part of her. He's acutely aware that he didn't get her off in the shower, and their orgasm gap now favors him by two. He intends to fix this inequity as soon as possible.

They glance at Myah's phone. Lili never replied to her earlier text, which seems like a good sign. They should have a little more time together.

Myah moves to the mirror, brushing out her wet hair as she stares at her own reflection. She smells nice, although if he's being honest, he thinks he might prefer sweaty Myah. He nibbles on her shoulder and the base of her neck. It's tempting to leave teeth marks, just to let Kayden or Lili or anyone else buzzing around her know that she 's taken, but Will understands he can't do that.

It's maddening.

His index finger skims her inner thigh briefly, testing her interest. Myah's eyes close for just a second, and her thighs part for him, but she doesn't stop brushing her hair. He runs his finger between her legs and lightly over her pussy, watching her face in the mirror as his finger penetrates her from behind. Her expression doesn't change, but she bends her ass toward him.

Will drops to the floor, his finger still inside her, and begins to kiss her thighs. He's trying to figure out how he can eat her pussy at this awkward angle, when Myah speaks.

"Last night you said you wanted to..." She touches her butt, and Will knows immediately what she means. "Do you still want--"

"Yes," Will says, a little too quickly.

His stomach does a series of crazy, nervous flips. Is Myah seriously going to let him eat her ass? This is so much more than Will thought he'd get today.

"Do you... want me to?" he asks carefully.

"I mean, I just showered, so it seems like a good time..."

Will resists the urge to dive right in. "I'm not going to do something unless you really want to," he says.

"I want to try it," she says, not looking down at him. "Just once."

"Okay." He pauses. "Is this some weird competitive thing with Lili? To prove you're more adventurous than her or something?" Will's not trying to be a jerk or call her out, but he wants to make sure she's really down.

"It's, maybe like, ten percent weird competitive thing," Myah says. "The other part is just butt-curious."

He grins. "Good enough for me."

His hands go to her hips, holding her in place as his mouth moves over her thighs and butt cheeks. Myah slumps forward against the bathroom counter, surrendering her ass, and it hits Will that this is way more intimate than just getting his dick wet. He could be the only person she ever lets near her like this.

The thought is immensely satisfying.

Will runs his teeth over her soft flesh, lightly biting her. Myah's back arches with each little bite, her ass pushing against him. His hands drop from her hips to her cheeks. He massages the area along her crack in slow circles that go deeper, deeper, as he moves to her center, and he can finally see her asshole. Her butt clenches up the moment it's exposed.

"You okay?" he asks.

"Just do it," she says, but Will knows this will not be fun for anyone unless he works her through her nerves.

He sucks on his finger and then pushes it gently into her pussy, bringing her back to something familiar, something her body likes. He works her pussy until she's good and juicy, and she's no longer just breathing, but panting, her breasts bouncing as she receives his thrusting fingers.

"I'm going to lick you," he whispers, and she doesn't say anything, just lets him push her ass cheek away with one hand and run his tongue along her skin.

She smells like soap and tastes like nothing, and he misses the tang of her sweat when she's excited. His tongue pushes between her cheeks and traces her hole. He feels her stiffen a little, so he eases up, continuing to finger fuck her. When her muscles relax, he resumes licking her and then, in a burst of daring, pushes her tongue inside her.

Her muscles tighten around his tongue, and Will cannot believe the hotness of it. He's inside her, just an inch or two, tasting the most private part of her. It feels dirty and unbearably sexy to be exploring a part of her body that she herself doesn't know. He wants her love to it like he does.

He tries to make his tongue follow the rhythm of his finger, and though he can't get as deep, he knows she feels his tongue moving in and out from the way her muscles tense and then gradually release.

"Is it gross?" Myah asks anxiously, glancing over her shoulder at him.

Will removes his face from her ass and smiles.

"It's really, really good," he says thickly. "You are so fucking hot, My." He pushes his finger in her pussy up to the knuckle, and then follows with a few softer strokes. "I want to make you come while I eat you."

"Mmm." She presses her forearms to the counter and rests her head on top of them. "Keep going."

Will's tongue moves back to her ass crack, back to her tight little hole. He finger fucks her pussy as his tongue works itself inside her rear. He spits onto her hole, trying to keep her lubricated as he slips in and out of her. Each time, her ass seems to resist his tongue a little less, and soon her hips are bucking--although it's impossible to tell whether she's reacting to the way he's playing with her pussy or her ass.

It's all he can do to keep his tongue in place as her body moves rhythmically against his finger and his face. Will doesn't change up his movements. He wants her relaxed, and the more consistent his tongue is, the more she seems to lean into it. Like she doesn't mind him feasting on her ass. Like maybe she's even into it.

Will wishes he had a free hand to stroke himself, because the thought of Myah taking real pleasure in this is crazy hot.

After a few minutes, her breathing starts to shift, hitching for several seconds, sometimes stopping altogether the way it does when she's close to coming. He tries not to change up what he's doing, to let Myah direct both his hand and mouth, even though his tongue is getting tired.

He can feel the precise second she begins to come, because her asshole tightens suddenly against his tongue and seems to shudder in a way he's never felt with her pussy. He can feel her pussy contracting lightly on his finger, but it's not like this, this squeeze, this pulsing pleasure.

It is dirty and forbidden and so goddamned sexy his dick hurts.

Myah quickly detaches herself from him post-orgasm, leaving him with a wet finger and mostly numb tongue. She straightens and wraps herself up in a towel like she's suddenly embarrassed to be naked around him.

"Did you actually--like that?" she asks.

He runs a hand through his hair, in a horny daze. "I actually did."

They're both suddenly shy, not sure what to do or say about this new secret between them.

"I guess... it wasn't your thing?" Will asks, covering himself up with a towel of his own.

"I don't know." Myah's face is hard to read. "It was... weird."

She ducks back into her bedroom, grabbing a pile of clothes that, as usual, completely hides her beautiful body. Will watches as she wriggles into her bra and underwear.

"We don't have to do it again," he tells her. "I only want to do stuff you like."

"I didn't say I disliked it," she says. "I mean, especially when you were touching me, it felt..." She trails off, unwilling to complete the thought.

"Good?" Will asks.

Myah scrunches up her face like she can't believe what she's saying. "Okay, yes, it felt good. Gross in my head, but good in my body."

"So..." he tries to figure out what that means. "Is your ass off limits going forward?"

She covers her face. "Don't."

"Don't what?"

"Don't make me say it."

Will is bewildered by her reaction. "It's okay to tell me you don't like something, My."

"That's not what I'm saying!" She whirls on him. "I would do it again, okay? It was weirdly hot, and it started feeling really good, and now I'm having a whole identity crisis because I didn't think I was going to end up your little butt girl, but maybe I am. Are you happy?"

Will takes her face in his hands, trying not to laugh, but mostly failing. "My little butt girl?"

"Shut up," she says.

"It sounds like this is bringing up a lot of issues for you," he says, in his best therapist voice. "I think we have a lot more to explore here."

"I am well aware that you want to do more exploring," Myah says, rolling her eyes, "but can't we just fuck like normal people first? I'm really over being a virgin. I just want a dick in me already."

"A dick?" Will repeats. "Just any old dick?"

"Your dick," she amends. "I want your dick inside me. Like, yesterday."

Will can't argue with that. If only Lili and Kayden would disappear, he could go to the pharmacy and grab some more condoms.

"We will make this happen," he says. "Soon. And next weekend we leave for Puerto Rico. I'm sure we can ditch the parents for a few nights and find somewhere to fuck our brains out."

"Promise?"

Will grins. "Easiest promise I ever made." He turns to go back to his room and throw on some clothes.

"Hey," Myah calls. "Before you go downstairs?"

"Hmm?"

"Maybe go brush your teeth." She shakes her head. "Your mouth has really seen some things today."

*

They find Kayden and Lili sprawled on the couch in the basement. Will can tell immediately from looking at them that they just had sex. Lili's hair is disheveled and Kayden has that languid, self-satisfied look he gets when he just got laid.

Will is jealous--not of the fact that his friend fucked Lili, but of the ease with which Kayden gets to approach fucking. He's not hiding anything, not sneaking around.

"We were wondering what happened to you guys," Lili says. Her arm is draped casually across Kayden's thigh, just in case there was any doubt about them having hooked up. She's still wearing the bathrobe she had on outside by the hot tub, but Will strongly suspects the bathing suit has ended up elsewhere.

"Will got a little dizzy for a moment there," Myah says with a smile, "and then we figured we'd... you know. Let you guys get to know each other."

If Lili was previously under the impression that she was stealing Kayden away from Myah, she now understands this was a set up Myah herself orchestrated. Will suspects this knowledge makes the hook up just a little less enjoyable for her, and he's sort of glad.

"You guys hungry?" he asks. "K, let's go upstairs and scrounge up something to eat."

Lili goes to put on some clothes, and Kayden follows Will to the kitchen.

"Well?" Will peers into the refrigerator and pulls out some shredded cheese, salsa, and guacamole. He's not a cook, but he can throw together some basic nachos. "You like her?"

Kayden shrugs and grins. "I mean... can't complain. All I'm saying is it's a good thing you gave me and Lorenzo your condoms yesterday."

Will turns on him, his blood pressure surging. "You took my condoms? That was you?"

"Chill the fuck out. You told Lorenzo to take them, and he gave me a few. It's not like you need them. You're too busy pining over Nikki to put yourself out there."

The idea that one of Will's missing condoms was used on Lili--freaking Lili!--makes Will want to punch something. He can't explain to Kayden why he needed them, though, so he bites back his frustration.

"I'm glad you and Lili hit it off," he says.

"I didn't realize that was your whole plan," Kayden tells him. "I thought you had dibs when I got here. I was all gonna try to work Myah and let you make a move on Lili."

"Yeah, about that." Will flips on the oven and glares at him. "I've told you not to mess with my sister."

"You are way too uptight about her, man," Kayden says. He's already figured out the nachos play that Will is running, and tosses Will a bag of corn chips. "Myah's our age, and she's not some sweet little girl that needs protecting."

"No," Will agrees. "She doesn't need protecting, especially not from you. There is zero danger of her ever touching you now that you've hooked up with her friend." He smirks. "Bros aren't the only one with a code."

In reality, Kayden was never going to get anywhere with Myah, but Will doesn't tell him that. He's still feeling salty about Kayden hitting on her. If the guy regrets blowing his supposed chance with Myah on her friend with the big tits, then... good. His buddy needs to learn a little discernment.

They spend the rest of the evening in the basement, all four of them munching on nachos and not actually watching a movie. Will remembers to put away Kayden's Malibu and clean up all signs of alcohol consumption before his mom and Michael return at 9:30. Kayden dips as soon as the adults get back, and then Will's mom, God bless her, has a long, pointless conversation with Lili, trying to bond with Myah by getting to know her friend, until it's past ten.

Myah makes a big production out of being tired, and she and Lili head off to bed. Will's a bit nervous about them being in her bedroom alone together, but he trusts Myah. If Lili tries something, he knows Myah can handle herself.

Sure enough, at about eleven Myah creeps into Will's room, not through the bathroom but through the bedroom door. Will's already turned off the light, anticipating an early day tomorrow.

"Hey," she whispers. "Can I sleep with you? Lili keeps trying to get us to share a bed."

Will pulls back his blankets and lets her climb in. He feels like he has now conclusively won whatever war he was waging with Lili. Myah has chosen him.

"Is she in there waiting for you?" he asks.

"Kind of. I told her I was going to get some water. If I take a while, she'll probably just fall asleep."

"I can help you take a while," he says, his dick lodging itself against the curve of her ass.

"Honestly, Will? I just want to go to sleep." Myah curls against him, the little spoon. "It's been a long fucking day with Lili."

On that point, Will can agree, although there are other aspects of this day about which he has no complaint.

"Okay. I'll let you sleep." He rests one hand on her thigh. "Good night," he murmurs, wondering how long it will take his erection to subside.

*

Myah returns to her own bedroom early the next morning. Will has never slept with a girl next to him before, and even though it was literally just sleeping, he's sorry to see her go. The bed feels big without her smushed up against him, and Will can't get back to sleep. Sighing, he gets dressed and heads downstairs. He checks the clock, counting down the minutes until he can ditch Lili at the train station and be done with her bullshit.

He's lounging in the breakfast nook with a bowl of Raisin Bran when Michael appears in his running gear. His stepfather pauses, seeming to go through some kind of internal battle at the sight of Will.

"Can we talk?" he asks finally, with a tone so sober Will knows he's in some kind of trouble.

"Okay..." He wonders if Michael somehow found out about the Malibu. Did he forget something, leave behind some sign that they'd been drinking?

His stepfather sits down across from him, and takes a breath. "Your mother and I talked yesterday, and, well, we need to discuss Saturday night."

Will frowns. Not last night, but Saturday night? He can't remember anything noteworthy about Saturday night. His friends came over, that was it.

"You were up quite late on Saturday, weren't you." Michael's voice is pointed, like they both know what Will did, but he doesn't want to say it.

Will's body goes cold as he realizes. He and Myah messed around in his bedroom on Saturday. Does Michael suspect something? Could he possibly know?

"Your mother woke up in the night," Michael says, not meeting his eyes. "She--heard things. Coming from your room."

Will's heart is pumping so fast he thinks he might pass out. Can he lie? Can he convince them he had some other girl in there? They'd be pissed, of course, but it would be way better than admitting it was Myah.

Unless, of course, his mother recognized her voice.

Fuuuuck.

What should he do? What should he say?

Will tries to reply, but finds he has no words.

"Look," says Michael, "This is not a conversation I want to be having with you, but your mother asked me to, and..." He takes a deep breath. "I'm not going to tell you what to do, Will. You're eighteen. But next time? For everyone's sake? Wear headphones."

Will stares at him. "Headphones?" he repeats.

"Or at least turn the volume off like a normal person. Seriously, buddy, what were you thinking? Your mom wants me to give you a whole lecture now on respecting women and the evils of pornography." Michael massages his temples, and it at last occurs to Will that his mother somehow believes she was listening to porn.

Not her son, not her stepdaughter, but some good, old-fashioned internet porn.

The wild sense of relief he feels does not entirely eclipse his horror.

"I'm--really sorry about that," Will manages. "It won't happen again."

He tries to keep eating his cereal, but he can't choke down another flake. The close call has him freaking out, trying to recall the precise details of what his mother might've overheard. Not actual words, hopefully, just... muffled voices and orgasmic gasping? He's not sure.

But it's never a good day, he thinks, when watching porn is the absolute best cover story you can give your mom.

Were he and Myah really that loud? He hadn't even noticed. It had seemed safe, like they'd had the house to themselves. Somehow they'd both managed to forget the two sleeping adults across the hall. One of whom, it turns out, wasn't actually sleeping.

He's dying to commiserate with Myah about all this, but he has to wait another two hours. Lili is underfoot all morning, dropping subtly bitchy comments to Myah like she has to meet a quota. You really need to get some mouthwash, My. For dental hygiene and, you know. Morning breath.

Finally, they get Lili dropped off at the train station, and Will gets the chance to relate his incredibly awkward conversation with her father.

"She heard us," Will says in summary, when he's spilled everything "My mother fucking heard us."

"Heard what, exactly?" Myah sits in the passenger seat of his car, sipping a cup of coffee. She's far more calm about the whole thing than he's feeling. With Lili gone, her nerves of steel seem to have returned.

"I don't know what she heard." Will pulls into a line of traffic. "Whatever loud shit we did." He grimaces. "Oh God, she probably heard you coming on my face."

Myah grins. "It's kind of a compliment she assumed it was porn, honestly. I mean, cool, right? We sound like professionals."

Will runs his hand across her thigh, the image of her riding his face and gasping oh my god, oh my god suddenly replaying in his head. Great, he thinks. Now he's going to show up to his first period class with a giant boner.

"We got lucky this time, but we can't get noisy like that again," he says. "Seriously. I'll duct tape your mouth shut if I have to."

"Mm." She raises an eyebrow. "Sounds like fun. Will you bind my wrists and tie me to the bedpost, too?"

Will glances sideways at her, not sure if this is teasing or an actual request. "I'd be good with that," he says, mentally adding this to the list of things he wants to try with Myah. "Do I get to spank you, too?"

She gives him a severe look. "Absolutely not."

"No? Why not?"

"Because spanking is noisy, Will. Try to keep up."

But he can't. His mind has already settled on thoughts of her bare ass and all the things he'd like to do to it, and the reality is he can't keep up. He can't keep up with her at all.