EroticReverie

Valerie VonVolin

“Get out of my room.” I say without even looking up from my book as my step brother Kellan enters. 

“Oh come on , I thought you missed me at least a LITTLE bit.” He says as he leans against the door frame , legs crossed at the ankles and arms crossed. I don’t have to look up to know he’s giving me the same shit stirring smile he always gives when he comes to annoy the piss out of me. 

“As much as I’d miss then thousand hemorrhoids on my asshole.” I reply with a bored tone. 

“Speaking from experience? I can schedule you a doctors appointment if need be.” He says and I roll my eyes. That single eye roll only encourages him and I regret it instantly. 

“The fact you even know to make a doctors appointment is impressive. I thought daddy did everything for you still.” I say , knowing he hates being called spoiled. Even though he is. 

“Actually, I’ve started doing a lot on my own, we’re working on me wiping my own ass next week.” He says and I fight the tick of a smile. 

“I’m terribly excited. It’s really inconvenient to have to call him each time I take a shit.” He says and I suck my cheeks to keep them from lifting. 

“Such a big boy Kellan , we’re all so proud.” I say as unamused as I can. 

When he doesn’t reply , I finally lift my eyes from my book. His blue eyes stare back at my own and his brow lifts with something that’s hot amusement and half flirtatious. 

“Big boy ,huh?” He tongues his cheek with a smile. 

His response prompts another eye roll. 

“Dont be disgusting.” I say visibly showing my disgust with a snarl of my lip and look back down at my book. 

“I see you got another piercing to add to the collection of TSA nightmares” he says , noticing the septum ring I got while he was gone for two months doing god knows what in Europe, backpacking with friends. Pretending he’s not the son of a billionaire. 

“They don’t even set off the metal detectors you buffoon” I mutter. “So you’re attempt at a joke makes no sense.” 

“Anymore pussy jewelry I should know about?” He asks and my mouth drops open and he smirks. 

“Oh yeah, I know all about you kitty clitty ring”

“Dont talk about my vagina.” I growl at him. 

“Reowwwwr” he makes his best cat noise and then walks into the room. 

“Carpenter told me.” He smirks and plops himself on the other side of my massive bed. 

“I’m going to kill him.” I hiss. 

Kellan laughs at the mention of me murdering his friend that I hooked up with while Kellan was away. 

Rich douche bag daddy boys aren’t my type , but Callum Carpenter was half way decent , or at least I had thought. But not only had he told Kellan we hooked up, but he told him specifics. And guys who kiss and tell , or in this case , fuck and tell, just piss me off. 

“Funny how it’s pierced and your boy STILL couldn’t find my clit.” I sniff and Kellan barks out a laugh. 

“Yeah? Do me and the guys needs to draw him a diagram?” He laughs, amused by my dog at his friend. 

“As if any of you know where anything is on a woman. My guess is You would only make him more inept at giving a woman any kind of pleasure” I answer and he laughs. 

“Oh I’m far from inept Miss metal face” he says and I roll my eyes again. 

“Sure. Mhmmm, whatever helps you sleep at night golden boy” I say and he turns, laying on his side and props his head up on his hand.

“Is that a challenge little nightmare?” Kellan raises a brow. 

I scrunch my nose and makes a gagging noise. 

“Get out of my room. You’re disgusting.” I say and shake my head and look back down at my book. 

Kellan normally only annoys me the way a normal step brother would. Just does and says things to piss me off, or we toss our “hateful”banter back and forth. I don’t ACTUALLY hate him. Most of the time anyways. But even though our back and forth is mostly just snarky remarks, once in awhile, Kellan pushes the fucking envelope and makes sexual passes or innuendos or something else equally as gross. 

“Told you. I’m always down for a dirty little secret just between you and me, nightmare” he says and I give a large sigh. 

“Excuse me while I puke.” I say. 

“Why would you puke? Carpenter said you don’t have a gag reflex. “ he says and my eyes flare and I slap my book closed and lift it , ready to throw it at him and he jumps off the bed with a laugh and hands in the air. 

“Get out before I bash your head in” I hiss. 

“And tell Carpenter there wasn’t enough to warrant a gag reflex so to shut his fucking mouth.” I snip. 

Kellan laughs as he backs up towards the door. 

“He said you suck and fuck like a porn star”

“OUT!!! Get out!!!!” I screech and throw my book across the room , missing him by several feet as he laughs and turns and open the door and then turns back and gestures with his hand, mocking a blow job. 

“Fuck my mouth Callum, mmm, fuck my mouth” he mimics a female voice and I swear to god I’m going to murder Callum next time I see him for giving him a god damn play by play to my god damn step brother. 

“GET OUT!!!” I screech again and go to move off the bed and run after him to smack the shit out of him , but then he’s shutting my door and laughing. And his laughter carries down the long hallway and I clench my jaw together and I seethe. 

Two minutes later I get a text and look at my phone. 

“Just so you know. I’ve got plenty enough to make you choke if that’s what you need little nightmare. Like you said, I’m a big boy. Very. Fucking. Big.” 

I exhale a hard breath and curse the way my nipples tighten on their own and my thighs shift and my mouth waters at the thought of blowing Kellan. 

Was I attracted to my step brother ? We were polar fucking opposites. He wasn’t my type. Except that didn’t seem to matter to my vagina at the moment. Kellan is conventionally, one of the hottest men you’d ever see in your entire life. He was a pretty boy. Light brown hair, blue eyes , six for three with a body that looked like one of those fucking marble statues of men with large arms and thighs and abs , the whole fucking kit and kaboodle. And unfortunately. I know for a fact Kellan isn’t lying about the fact he’s hung like a fucking horse. Cause there’s no way to fucking hide that thing. I’ve seen the outline of that monster sized dick more time than I can count. Kellan isn’t my type. Except for when he calls me “nightmare” or “little nightmare” or some other version of his nickname for me that he gave me not long after me and my mom moved in when I was fifteen. 

I’m nineteen now, and Kellan is twenty one. So I’ve spent four years denying the fact that he somehow drives my hormones crazy, even though he’s too damn pretty to be my type. 

He looks like he belongs in all American catalog, modeling swim shorts , shirtless and tan, while tossing a football and showing of his annoying perfect straight white teeth with his body all oiled up. 

Me, I’m five eight, pale as a ghost, with long black hair and piercings decorating my tongue, lip, dimples, several in my ears, then my nipples and my clit, much to my mothers dismay, even though she doesn’t know about the last two. Except for the nipples maybe. 

I’m a black cat you find in a dark attic of a haunted house and Kellan Knight is aesthetically a fucking pure bred golden retriever.  My phone dings again. 

“I’d find your clit even without the pretty jewelry to guide me,  Little Nightmare. Id find , EVERY, important spot. Including the one buried just inside what Carpenter says is one of the hottest cunts he’s ever seen.” 

I grind my teeth together. I’m going to kill Callum Carpenter. 

“You should know. I’m incredibly jealous he knows what your body tastes like.” 

I suck in a breath. This was beyond crossing the line now. He was going all fucking in and laying his cards on the god damn “don’t fucking your step sibling” table. 

“You say the word little Nightmare. I’ll come back in there and kiss your fucking pussy till you fucking BEG for my cock to finish the job.” 

“Oh fuck” I exhale quietly and bite my lip. 

“Text me this shit again. I’m showing your dad.” I reply. Because. No. Just no. 

“Such a shame. Point taken Little Nightmare. Sleep well stunning creature.” He says with a kiss face emoji and I roll my eyes and throw my phone down with a whimper and lay back. 

I chew my lip and lick over my lip ring and flick it as I shift my legs apart slightly. 

Yep. Here we go.  I audibly groan at myself for getting turned on by him, but my hand finds it’s way down into my shorts and between my lips and I suck in a breath as I pass over my jewelry and give it a little flick before sinking my finger down and inside of myself. 

I find the spot that Kellan promised to also find and fuck myself quietly till I cum.