Chapter 14

" You are so kind, " he said, locking the door and pressing me against it, his hand sliding down the curve of my body. When I remembered that Harley's hand was doing the same thing when we kissed earlier, a sense of guilt surged into my heart. guilty? Why should I feel guilty? Harley and I are not together; therefore, I have nothing to feel guilty about. Mainly because he might be beating the raccoon somewhere now. I should enjoy this and release some suppressed desires. " Come here, baby, let me please you, " he said as he put me on the bed and rolled up my skirt. When he saw only bare skin, his eyes opened wide. " Baby, didn't you give me anything to wear? " I nodded slowly, then lay back on the bed. He smiled and started kissing my neck, and as he slowly approached my core, he kissed slowly along my belly. When he started kissing on my inner thighs, I felt my juice flow. When I imaChansoned him touching me, my thoughts drifted towards Harley. This will form a puddle of water between my thighs, and he will feel it when he dips his fingers into my gaps and rubs them. Harley, yes, it was there, and when I started to rub my hips, I screamed in my head. "It's fucking wet, it's all for me. " Tron's voice shattered my imaChansonation and threw me back into reality. When he stuck his tongue into my gap, I stopped grinding my hips. When he licked it, there was a faint sensation in my vaChansona. I leaned slightly to see what he was doing. He barely moved his tongue, licking like a cat licking milk. Who on earth taught him to eat cats? He needs a new lesson as soon as possible. Unfortunately, I am not in the mood to train. I sighed and tried to relax-it would be a long night. Ina exhibit "Ina got up; we got home. " When I slowly opened my eyes, he shook me slightly, a little disoriented. Seeing his face, I smiled. I like to wake him up; wait, what does this mean? It must be the beer talking. He slipped out of the car, walked around my door, and pulled the door open before trying to pick me up. I gently pushed him away. " I can go. " " No, you can't. Please let me carry you. " I looked at his worried face and sighed. There was a lot of chaos in my mind, I couldn't argue with him, so I nodded. He smiled, then took my phone from me and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he picked me up gently and leaned me against his chest as he closed the door. When he led me to the house, I inhaled his smell-it comforted me. This is what I lack Tron. Harley smelled like home. I snuggled up inside, feeling safe and secure, and suddenly burst into laughter when we entered the house. " Charles, no, no...Stop talking ... " I heard my mother scream in a burst of giggles. " Come on, honey; you said I can lick it wherever I choose, " Charles replied. Well, what is going on? I don't want to hear this conversation. Harley must feel the same way because he started walking up the stairs faster. However, when he turned the corner, his mother flew around in her pajamas, and Charles, shirtless, chased her with chicken wings and a bottle of chocolate syrup. When they saw us, they froze and my mother hid behind Charles. When I looked at them in confusion, Harley stopped and laughed. The son and father looked at each other for a few minutes, and Charles broke the silence. " I arrived home earlier than the scheduled time. " " I see, " Harley replied with a shameless smile. " Maya, are you okay? " Mom still hid behind Charles. " Yeah, a little tired, " I replied " Okay, rest early. " " I will. " After we communicated, Charles and Harley continued to stare at each other, and Harley continued to walk towards the stairs. " Well, enjoy the syrup. " Mom groaned, and I couldn't help laughing as he held me upstairs. " You Caesar women seem to make the men in my family crazy. " He smiled and nuzzled my forehead. " How did I make you crazy? " I asked as soon as he left. " Become a beautiful and frustrating mystery. " I smiled mischievously. " You forgot, sexy, " I added shamelessly, usually I wouldn't be so humble, but I drank beer. So let us blame it on alcohol. " Oh, how can I forget? My beautiful, depressing, sexy, narcissistic mystery. " When he reached the platform and walked to my room, we all laughed. He put me on the bed, kissed my forehead, then bent down and walked over to my bed. When he put my feet on his hands, I frowned and felt confused, but realized that he was just taking off my heels. I tried to pull away. He didn't have to do this; however, he pulled my foot back until both heels were removed. Then he got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he was holding my makeup wipes in one hand and the hairband in the other. I smiled and thought he was so sweet, so I reached out to pick him up. However, he refused to hand them over. He put the wet wipes on the bedside table, out of my reach, then took my hair, pulled it into a loose bun, and secured it with a hairband. After finishing, he stepped back and continued to work; he was satisfied, nodded, and grabbed the tissue. He started to clean the makeup on my face. " Close your eyes, " he said, and I was stunned by his behavior. I followed his orders and reopened them when I no longer felt the wet wipes on my skin. He held my skin and gently twisted my face left and right to make sure all the makeup disappeared. He nodded, pulled away, and returned to the bathroom. I smiled at his efforts. He is so cute; he will make some women truly happy. I sighed softly. That woman won't be me, because I'm just his stepsister-he shouldn't do this for me. " I'm not helpless, you know, " I said after he returned to the room and sat next to me. " I know, but I want to do it. " " Why? " I asked, looking at him curiously. He doesn't seem so frivolous today. " I just want to take care of you, nothing more. " I still doubted, but I decided to leave it alone. " Okay, I removed my makeup and my hair was tied up, thank you, but you can go to your room now. I think I'm going to break down. " He looked at the door, then looked at me again, but didn't move. " Are you sure you are okay? You don't feel sick. Most people vomit when they are drunk. Should I get a bucket? Just in case. " I smiled and stroked his cheek. " I'm fine, not nauseous at all, just a little dizzy, but this is not something I can't sleep. " He nodded, but still didn't get up and leave. I sigh. I guess he wants to accompany me a bit more to make sure I'm okay. " Well, you can stay and wait for me to fall asleep. " He made a fist pump. I laughed when he jumped onto my bed and pulled me into his arms. He is such a nerd. When I leaned my head on his chest, immersed in his smell, he hugged me. Going home, I think, when I gradually fall asleep.