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14
Gideon
The tour Addilyn had taken as a kid wasn’t available, so we ended up in a helicopter on her mom’s dime. Spoiled princess had a credit card at age fifteen. To be so damn lucky.
I’d given her space while driving south and kept things cool between us, but once we climbed into the helicopter, we sat side by side, our thighs pressed tight. The scent of peaches filled my nose and chubbed me right the fuck up.
Talking to myself the entire damn flight kept my dick in check, but every shift of her body while she peered out the windows—and goddamn her for leaning over me once to get the view I had—made my jaw ache.
I needed to blow a load like a motherfucker.
“Problems?” Addilyn asked all sweetness as I adjusted myself after settling into the Cherokee for the drive home.
“Yeah,” I didn’t bother lying.
She snickered. Fucking laughed.
“You think it’s funny I’ve got a boner for you?”
“Actually, it’s sick,” she sassed back, tossing her ponytail over her shoulder. “We’re siblings.”
“Step,” I bit out and put the car into drive, “and don’t pretend being all trapped up inside that helicopter, our thighs brushing each other’s, didn’t make your panties wet. You’re just as twisted and sick as me, princess.”
“I’m not aroused by you,” she stated, primly placing her hands on her lap.
“You’re full of shit. Your nipples, the pulse in your neck, the way you panted when I had you trapped against your bedroom door and almost stole that kiss…don’t lie to yourself. You want me.”
“Jackass,” she muttered.
“Admit it. I turn you on just like you turn me on. It’s called chemistry, Addilyn, and there’s nothing sick about it.”
She didn’t reply, and I glanced over while heading north up the highway to find pink staining her cheeks.
“Yeah.” I faced forward, grinning. “You’re wet.”
“Change of subject, please,” she hissed but remained all prissy-like in her seat.
“Okay.” I toyed with a few ideas, enjoying her tone even though my balls ached for her to wrap her lips around them one at a time and suck them into her warm, wet mouth. “Do you ever touch yourself when you hear me jacking off in the shower?”
“Gideon!”
Fuck, did she sound like her mom. My dick cringed, same as my facial muscles. “Answer the question.”
“I’ll do no such thing.”
“Aaaaand, that would be a yes. You really aren’t so pure like your mother claims, are you?” I grinned, needing to adjust myself again which earned me another hiss from her plump lips.
“God, Gideon, can you please keep from touching your…penis when I’m around you?”
“Nope.” I popped the P. “You make me hard. My jeans choke the fuck out of my dick, and since you won’t give me relief, I gotta get myself comfortable until I have a chance to rub one out later.”
“Oh. My. God,” she muttered, shifting on her seat to angle her attention out the passenger window.
“So, are you aroused or wanting to escape right now?” I tossed out, glancing her way.
She shot me another glare that caused my hard length to jerk, bent out of shape in its prison. “I should’ve stayed home.”
“And be burdened with required sit-down Mother time?” I snorted a sarcastic laugh. “Please. She’s a goddamn raving lunatic, and you’d rather be here with me, loving our banter, eating up how I make you shiver and pant.”
