Touch him
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Quinn’s POV
Haley had been a total fan girl embarrassing me in front of Anthony. She had no control and I was glad when we got into my room. She couldn’t do much damage from her.
Immediately she closed the door, she squealed excitedly.
“He’s gorgeous!”
I jumped on her and closed her mouth with both hands. She was being too loud. HE MIGHT HEAR!
“Stop!” I mouthed. “You’re being too loud.”
She struggled for a moment but eventually relaxed. I only got off of her when I was sure she wasn’t going to go manic again.
I watched her closely waiting for any sign but she just smiled. And then I saw it.
“He’s friggin hot! He’s so friggin’ -”
I smacked her hard across the face. The slap was so heavy that she flew across the room and landed on the bed. I jumped on her ready to give her more even though my hand hurt badly.
“I’m fine now. It’s okay. I yield.” Haley said raising both hands. “I needed that slap.”
I nodded. She needed it. I collapsed on the bed and we lay there in silence side by side. My chest heaved in unison with hers.
“He’s handsome though, isn’t he?”
Haley nodded in response. I turned to see she had a dreamy look on her face. She was probably having s****l fantasies about Anthony. There was a ridiculous half-smile on her face.
“Can you stop mind f*****g my brother?”
She grinned. “Step brother.” Haley corrected me. “And I can mind f**k him if I want. It’s my mind after all.”
I scoffed. Haley could be so unbearable. It was one of her best qualities. She could piss off an angel into swearing.
Haley turned to face me. “Do you know if he has a girlfriend?”
Un-f*****g-believable!
“Of course, I’d know that.” I snarled. “It’s not like I just met him for the first time in my life last night.”
“You don’t have to be sarcastic.”
I sighed. “And you don’t have to be so touchy.”
Haley said, “I want to touch him.”
For f**k’s sake.
I didn’t want to hear s**t like that. I wanted us to think of a way to get the f*****g bracelet off my wrist. My mom had come into my room in the morning to kiss me goodbye and also to put her stupid spy toy into action.
The blue bracelet glowed.
“Haley I need you to focus. Who do you know that can get this off?” I waved my wrist close to her face.
She grabbed a phone and made a short snap video of the bracelet and sent it as a text to someone she named as ‘Geeky computer guy’ which was a pretty normal way to save contacts according to Haley.
“Geeky computer guy?”
She waved her hand dismissing my question. “The hacker guy that keeps pestering me.”
“Josh? Josh Miller?”
She nodded. “Yeah.”
Josh was smart and pretty good looking but according to Haley, these qualities made him boring and she couldn’t see herself with a bore.
He had tried to get me to put in a good word for him with Haley but she just wasn’t interested in him. Why hadn’t I thought of him before I called Haley to come over and help with the bracelet?
Martha knocked on my door and came in to drop a tray. Inside was a jug of freshly squeezed juice and well-made turkey sandwiches not like Anthony’s near monstrosity.
While Haley was busy trying to get Josh to help with the bracelet on her phone, I left the room curious to know what my jailer was up to.
The house seemed to be empty apart from Martha walking back to the kitchen. I went back upstairs and heard voices coming from Anthony’s room. There was someone in there with him. But who could be there with him? He just got into town! It’s not like he knew anyone from here.
Curiosity got the best of me and I tried to listen closely to the conversation in the hopes that I could identify the voice but the door was too damn thick. I just knew it was a female voice. A girl! He was in his room with a girl!
Haley stood in the doorway and watched me put my ear to Anthony’s door.
“Quinn!” She gasped.
I hushed her and shoved her back into my room and closed the door behind us. She glared at me suspiciously and I avoided her eyes while asking her if she made any progress with Josh.
“He said he’d do it,” Haley said. “For a kiss.”
I pumped my fists in the air triumphantly. This was just what I needed to win the battle of wits I had with my mom. She was going to be mortified when she got back only to find out that her stupid bracelet had been taken off my hand the minute her plane took off.
Haley didn’t look as excited as I did. There was something she wasn’t saying. Something was wrong. I tried to get it out but she refused to say it until I used my secret weapon; tickling.
“f**k!” She giggled loudly. “Stop! Okay, stop it. The kiss. The kiss is coming from you.”
I paused as I tried to take in what she had just said. The kiss is coming from me? The deal she had made with Josh was that I was going to kiss him. Hell no!
“Hell no!”
“That’s what I said.” She pointed out. "Then he offered to do it with you."
Great! Fantastic! My freedom for the week was tied to my accepting to kiss a guy that was strongly unattractive according to my standards.
"Put it on ice," I told Haley and she nodded as she texted my reply to Josh.
"He said to tell you time's ticking," Haley said with a nervous smile.
I was about to flip out and give her a piece of my mind to pass back to him but I bit my tongue instead.
"Gee, Quinn. You look more ticked off than you usually do. What's wrong?"
My eyes watered a little. I'd be dying all day for someone to ask me that exact question. All my rage and bitterness were giving me anxiety marks and I could feel a rash about to break out on my skin.
I told Haley about what had happened the previous night about how I'd needed release but Anthony had accidentally walked in on me and stopped me so it was making me twice as aggressive.
"Bottom line is, I need to f**k and be fucked."
Haley nodded thoughtfully. "Let's backtrack for a minute." She said, "So he saw you touching yourself?"
Anthony's POV
"Wow. Did you fly here?" I was honestly shocked.
She had shown up in the time it had taken me to drop the call, get a quick shower, and put on a fresh t-shirt.
She chuckled as I stepped aside to let her walk in. "Everyone knows the Wilson mansion."
"Wow." She gasped as she turned around to have a look at the place.
She looked taller without her uniform. Her brown hair was longer than I'd thought it would be and she looked surprisingly curvy in the simple red gown. She wore a denim jacket that hid most of the gown but I suspected it had an open back.
"I said the same thing when I got here yesterday. Same awestruck look on my face and all." I admitted seeing the look on her face.
I gave her a quick tour of the place. My eyes kept diverting to her ass. It was round and kept jiggling as she moved.
It was almost as if it wanted me to look at it. Her ass was calling out to me. I could hear its whispers.
I tried to concentrate on the tour but I ended up rushing it so we could go up to my room. She seemed glad I'd given her the tour.
"Thanks for the tour. It's really gentlemanly of you, Anthony." She flushed.
I bowed. The dark T-shirt I wore with baggy shorts gave me a younger laid-back look.
We went inside my room. She sat on the bed but I could sense she was tense.
"You don't look like a 'Nancy'. Probably a 'Becca' or 'Chloe' if I'm being honest." I said.
She chuckled and relaxed a little.
"That's deep." She said when her chuckle receded.
I moved from the edge of the table where I'd been standing and jumped on the bed. My mind kept going back to images of her ass jiggling as she walked.
"Have you seen the town?" She asked as she flipped her hair aside so she could get a good look at me.
I hit her with my most charming smile and she flushed in response. It was just what I wanted.
"Not yet," I admitted.
A tour of the town could wait. Getting into her panties at that moment was my goal. My only goal.
Nancy stretched and in a single move, she slithered from her jacket and then tossed it to the straight back chair.
I was right. The gown was open back. The slit exposed her slender curvy shape and stopped just where her ass dimples should have been.
I cursed silently. Good thing I wasn't standing. It would have been hard to hide my erection.
"Did you say something?"
I shook my head. "No."
It's nothing, Nancy. I just think you have a hot body, I thought.
She was starting to relax a little. She told me about how she had gotten the job at the restaurant as a way to show her parents she wasn't the ball of rebellion they made her out to be.
Listening to her talk provided the opportunity I needed to silently fantasize about her body.
"So what's your story?" She asked, staring at me.
I wasn't the type to open up and I wasn't about to do that now.
"Nothing much. I'm just visiting."
"Visiting." She repeated. "Are you related to Quinn?"
"Somehow," I said dodging the question. "Is that a charm bracelet?"
I had to change the topic and that was the only thing I could think of.
She followed my eyes to the bracelet around her wrist. "Yeah."
"It was a gift from my nana."
I wasn't interested in knowing that.
My hands played on the bracelet and grazed her flesh. She flinched.
Her eyes moved along my arm. She was looking at my tattoos.
"Those look good."
I edged closer to her. "You know you can touch them if you want."
She nodded.
Nancy's hands moved along my arm and her eyes followed the delicate movement.
She was gentle and she felt soft. I could imagine the rest of her body feeling that same way; gentle and soft.
"Wow." She gasped.
Our eyes met and held at that moment. Her brown eyes showed uncertainty but beneath that was what I wanted to see. It was burning just at the edge.
"What?" She chuckled nervously.
I shook my head. "Nothing."
My desire for her burned in my eyes. It was all I could do to keep my hands to myself.
I edged closer to her. She edged closer to me. It was as if our bodies were moving on their own. I knew what I was doing but I was powerless to stop it.
Our lips were just an inch apart. Her breath touched my face. Just a little bit more. I could almost taste her lips as they parted, giving me the access I needed.
Her eyes closed. I still couldn't understand why most people closed their eyes when they kissed. It didn't make sense.
Our lips were just about to touch. It was -
The door opened…
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