5: The Burning Man
2042 Words
[ R Y D E R ]
Okay, I knew I shouldn't be messing around with my stepsister's head like that, but come on, she was too cute for her own good. And I didn’t understand how she was still a virgin. Guys must threw themselves at her, I mean look at her. I could only wonder how she survived 18 years of living, without having once tasted the best feeling in the world.
As we were driving to the party, when I knew she wasn't looking, I turned my gaze at her and admired the view. She was wearing these super skinny jeans that hugged her ass perfectly. And that off-shoulder blouse, her collarbone was practically screaming "eat me" at me.
Whoa, pull it together!
Yeah, yeah, I knew that she was off limits. She was gonna be my f*****g stepsister in two months. Goddamn it, she was biting her lips now. Her skin was like porcelain, with the slightest touch of pink, and I had to keep putting my hands in my pocket or else it was gonna wanna—oh s**t, she was looking at me, look away!
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[ K A R A ]
Finally, after driving around for a while, we arrived at this big mansion-looking beach house and there were cars parked everywhere. It seemed like the party had already started.
I followed Ryder into the house, where he was greeted by everyone he came into contact with. He called every girl "honey" or "babe" and called every guy "man" or "bro". I guessed when you have that many friends, it could get hard to keep track of everyone’s names.
Unlike Ryder, I, on the other hand, was just your average wallflower. I knew I was an introvert and I was okay with that. I usually worked best when I was in a smaller group of people, but in situations like these, I was lost.
Ryder was busy talking to this dark haired girl with plump lips and ass like the Kardashian sisters, her name was Vanessa, I think. He had that stupid flirty grin on his face and the both of them couldn't keep their hands off of each other.
It seemed like Ryder was going to be busy for a while. I saw the way Vanessa looked at him and she took his hand and they walked off somewhere. Oh, this is great. Ryder had ditched me and I was officially alone in a group of sweaty strangers.
I decided that the living room full of people dancing and making out wasn't my scene, and I headed out towards the beach instead.
Ahh, the open air, that's better.
I was just standing around, minding my own business, when some drunk guy walked by and gave me a weird dirty look.
"Heya pretty, wanna dance?" he slurred.
Ew. No.
Shaking my head at him, I quickly walked away.
I guess it wasn't safe to be standing alone at a party. I wasn't in the mood to attract any weirdoes or drunkards. So, I scanned the area and I spotted some people who were huddled over a bonfire. They seemed like a friendly enough bunch, so I walked over to the bonfire and sat amongst a few girls. I wasn't trying to be a social butterfly or anything, I was just trying to blend in.
"Hey," the girl next to me said.
"Hi," I greeted her back.
"I don't think we've met, I'm Anna," she held out her hand.
"I'm Kara, nice to meet you," I shook her hand.
"This is Esther," Anna pointed to the girl next to her.
By the way she was moving and smiling at me, I could tell that Esther was a bit drunk. "Want some beer?" she held out a can of beer at me.
"Sure, thanks," I grabbed the can.
"You know anyone at this party?" Anna asked.
"Well, I'm Ryder's stepsister, you guys know him?"
Esther and Anna broke out in laughter almost immediately.
"Girl, everyone on the island knows Ryder Jake Williams. That's who you're talking about right? RJ?" Esther said.
"Yeah, that's him,"
"Well, your stepbrother is a f*****g legend," she laughed.
The two girls then caught me up with stories about the famous RJ and his numerous sexcapades, and also a little bit about him being a promising young pro-surfer. But his latter achievement was greatly overshadowed by his first one.
"Everyone knows he's a total player. But still, girls are lining up to be with him," Anna rolled her eyes.
"Why do you think that is?" I asked.
The girls gave each other a knowing look.
"Well, I must say he plays the game well. And between us girls, rumor has it that he's really big..." Anna started.
"And really good in the sack. Knows exactly what's he's doing." Esther continued.
"But I have a theory. I think girls are so obsessed with him because girls are obsessed with bad boys, right? They think they can change him." Anna added.
"And you guys don't think that's possible?" I asked.
"Taming the beast?" Esther laughed mockingly. "Honey if that could be done, I just haven't seen it yet,"
"But hey, what about that Vanessa? I heard they're maybe going out?" Anna replied.
"Vanessa Taylor? Hell no. They're just fuckbuddies. I mean, Ryder's crazy, but he's not that shallow," Esther laughed away.
As the girls chatted on, I realized that the beer can in my hand was now empty. Whoops. Mind you, I was never the drinking and partying type, so one can of beer was enough to get me a little tipsy.
"Hey," I heard a voice coming towards me.
"Dimple guy!" I said in an instant. I didn't know where this sudden surge of confidence came from – but it was probably the beer.
"Dimple guy? My name's Cameron, we've met earlier," he said sweetly as he took the spot next to me.
"Right. It's just that you have the cutest dimples, it's hard to forget," I said as Cameron grinned at me.
"You're Kara, right? RJ's stepsister? Want me to get you another drink?"
"That would be lovely, thank you," I said as I threw out the empty can.
A few moments later, Cameron returned with two cocktail glasses.
"Don't drink the beer, it's all warm. Drink this instead," he said.
"What this?" I asked, and before he even answered, I gulped the drink down to the bottom.
"It's Vodka and some-- whoa, slow down," he said as I coughed. My throat was burning, but I felt good!
"That was really good," I said.
I didn't remember how the rest of our conversation went; he was talking to me about some uninteresting topic on Hawaii liquors and whatnot.
Still, I must admit, Cameron could have chosen to talk to any other girl but me, and yet he chose to sit here and talk to me. It felt kind of nice to be wanted, I guess. And maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe the bonfire, or I don't know my hormones— but I was starting to think that Cameron was kind of cute.
But after some time had passed, suddenly the happy-bubbly feeling went away, and I started to feel sick and dizzy.
"Are you okay? You don't look so good," Cameron said.
"Uh... I don't feel good," That was all that I could say.
"Do you need to go home?" he asked.
"Yeah, but I have to wait for Ryder, he's my ride, ha…" I slurred.
"Well, I can take you home," he offered.
"Really? Is that okay?"
"Of course, don't worry about it, come on," he gave me his hand and I took it. He helped me up and we walked towards the house.
"Wait, I should tell Ryder so he won't be looking for me," I said to him. I scanned the room to see if Ryder's somewhere in there, but he wasn't.
"You can just give him a call," Cameron said.
"I don't have his number,"
"I have RJ's number, here," Cameron took out his phone.
I took mine out too and started dialing Ryder's phone. Meanwhile, Cameron led me out of the house. The phone rang and rang, but Ryder wasn't picking up.
Since he wasn’t answering, I decided to leave Ryder a text instead, and I followed Cameron into his SUV.
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[ R Y D E R ]
I knew I would always have fun whenever I run into Vanessa at a party. But somehow, today I was just not feeling it.
What the hell?
I took my eyes off of Kara for one second and she disappeared. Vanessa said that she was probably somewhere having a good time, making new friends. But still, I didn’t feel right leaving her on her own.
"Baby why are you so tense, relax," Vanessa said as she kissed my neck. I was lying on the bed inside of one of the guest rooms, and Vanessa was straddling me.
"Hey, I think I should go look for—"
"Shush," she cut me off, putting her index finger on my lips. She looked at me seductively and I kissed her finger and sucked on it lightly. She moaned in response.
"Relax now baby, I'm gonna take care of you, okay," she slipped her finger out of my mouth and started sucking it with her own. Then she put her hand inside my jeans and started massaging me slowly.
I let out a groan, and she seemed mighty pleased about it.
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Though I should focus myself on Vanessa right now, I noticed my phone vibrating on the bedside table next to me. I took a glimpse, and it was an unknown number was calling me.
Unknown number? I don't have to answer that.
Vanessa started unbuttoning my jeans and pulled the zipper down. She smiled as she saw that I was getting hard. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and smiled triumphantly, knowing what was next to come.
Vanessa pulled my boxers down and started to shower my c**k with kisses. She lightly kissed the tip and then began sucking at it hungrily.
"Yes, baby," I said through my teeth.
* BUZZ! * BUZZ! *
My phone vibrated again, but this time it was a text.
Why do I feel like I should check it out?
"Hold on, gimme a sec," I said to Vanessa as I sit up and grabbed my phone. She gasped and looked taken aback.
Unknown Number: Hey Ry its Kara, I can't find u but just let u know Cameron is taking my home. C u at housew.
Fuck! Kara's going home with Cameron?! s**t, I have to warn her! And what's with all the typos? Don't tell me she's drunk too?!
"What's going on?" Vanessa asked, trying to push me back down on the bed.
"I have to go," I quickly pushed her away and adjusted myself back in my pants.
"Are you for real?" she yelled, fuming.
"Sorry babe, I'll make it up to you," I gave her a quick peck and I stormed out within seconds.
"Call me!" I could hear Vanessa's voice calling out to me.
I didn’t care about her or anything else right now. I made my way through the sea of people, in the house, frantically looking for her. When I couldn’t find her, I got more and more anxious. I asked several people if they had seen her, but no one seemed to.
Shit, s**t, s**t. Where the hell is Kara!?
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