“Try me, asshole,” I snap and shove him back. He goes, and I keep pushing. “I already had your girl coming faster than you ever could; you didn’t even let her orgasm last time. Who’s next? Your dad? Maybe I’ll fuck with your business instead. You might be king here, kid, but I’ve been playing these games since you were in golden fucking training wheels. Learn some respect.” With that, I toss my hair over my shoulder and start to leave. He grabs my neck, yanks me back against his body, and leans down to my ear. “This isn’t the end of it, mark my words, stepsister,” he growls.
