SIXTEEN
ESTELLA
The house bustled with chinking glasses and bubbling chatter. Finely dressed bodies filled every room, the arrivals well underway for my mum and Jack’s big party the following day.
I nursed a cocktail, very much feeling out of sorts with Leo nearby. An arm looped around my waist, and I jumped at the sudden invasion. Graham gave me an odd look, before pulling me tight against him.
‘Alright, babe? Having fun?’
‘Sure, of course,’ I smiled.
‘Your parents sure are popular.’ He sipped his beer before sliding his hand into mine. ‘We should do this on our tenth anniversary.’
I tried not to choke on my drink.
‘Maybe,’ I gave a strained titter. ‘Let’s worry about a wedding before pondering more than a decade down the line. ’
‘Are you asking me to marry you?’ Graham’s brow lifted.
‘No,’ I spluttered.
He released my fingers and grabbed his chest in mock pain. ‘Oh how you wound me.’
‘You know what I mean,’ I deflected with a roll of my eyes.
My mother walked into the room, clinking her glass with the edge of a knife.
‘Darlings, how about a game before dinner?’
A chorus of noise churned around me, some groans but mostly glee.
‘Sardines,’ came a voice, to a cheer.
‘Sardines!’ My mother grinned. ‘ And lovely Leo can be the first sardine. Everyone gather in here and we’ll give him ten minutes to hide. Downstairs only please, Leo.’
Leo stood, his eyes meeting mine through the gathering bodies. My pulse quickened as I salivated over the slip of tattooed chest I could see.
‘I’m going to sit this one out,’ I said, taking one of the seats near the edge of the room.
Graham reached for my hand and hauled me upright. ‘Oh no you don’t. I know for a fact that your mother and Jack have some epic prizes lines up for these games. The first to find Leo will be in to win, and with two of us playing, we’ll have double the chance.’
‘Graham,’ I wheedled.
‘For me. Please? ’
I sighed and downed the remainder of my drink. ‘Okay, I’ll play. But one game and then I’m out.’
Bodies milled, hauling open cupboards and giggling with merriment. I dawdled, not caring to find Leo at all.
Graham rushed passed me, nudging me into motion. ‘Come on, babe. You know this house better than anyone.’
I did.
And I knew exactly where Leo would be.
I waited a few more minutes, sure that someone else would have stumbled upon the hidden door inside the pantry and joined him.
Picking my way through the kitchen and the utility room, I pressed hand over the discreet button to the left of the panelling. The wooden, shelved covered panel swung outward. Darkness lay beyond.
Feeling my way along the wall, I stepped inside.
‘Mmm so eager to find me, Starshine?’ His voice wrapped around me, thick with need.
A hand found mine in the dark, pulling me deeper into the space, the hidden door clicking behind me.
I squealed as Leo spun me, settling himself behind me.
‘God, I’ve missed having you in my arms,’ he crooned, his breath hot on my neck .
‘Anyone could walk in here,' I whispered.
‘Does that make you wet?’ His fingers groped my ass, tucking below dress and sliding into my panties.
Dread filled me, with a chaser of pure forbidden lust.
‘Graham,’ I whispered. Leo clenched his fingers, slipping them inside me and holding me in a vicious grip that bordered on painful.
‘I don’t want to hear about that fucker,’ he snarled, licking my neck before massaging the wetness between my thighs. ‘There’s only one name I want in that mouth, and if you can’t find mine, I’ll find something else to keep Graham out of it.’
His harsh words made my knees weak. A rustle came from behind me, and before I could shift, he slid his hot length beneath my skirt, pulling it high enough to fit between my ass cheeks.
‘Leo,’ I gasped. His fingers moved to my hips and held my tight.
‘I’ve waited so fucking long for you, Estella. Years. I've spent years imagining myself right here.’
Leo thrust his hips, nudging his cock between my ass cheeks. I burned with the urge to move. To slide him lower. To have him inside me.
Shame washed over me and I remained still, letting him grind against me and telling myself I played no part in it.
‘Your skin's so fucking soft. God, I want to fill you with cock. I bet you feel like home.’
My skin heated with the achingly tempting nudging of his cock, igniting my own lust like a million watt lamp.
Leo’s breath caught behind me, his fingers forcing my hips forward to accommodate his cock better.
The salaciousness of the act had me equally as heated.
The door opened, stilling us both as someone tumbled into the pantry.
‘Estella?’ Graham whispered into the dark. I held my breath, praying he wouldn’t see.
‘We’re in here,’ Leo replied, his fingers holding me in place against him.
‘Leo,’ I whispered with a ragged breath.
Graham stumbled into the space, the door clicking closed behind him. My brain short circuited as Graham found me in the dark, planting a kiss on my lips before taking my hand and standing beside me.
‘You won,’ he whispered, completely unaware that my step-brother was using my ass like a hot dog bun.
Seconds passed as I waited for Leo to release me.
He didn’t.
Leo resumed his grinding, pressing his dick down to the space where my thighs met my pussy, and shoving himself into the tight gap there.
With every shallow thrust, the tip of his dick grazed my clit, stealing my breath.
‘Did you hear what I said, babe?’ Graham said.
‘Yeah,’ I mumbled, reaching out with the hand Graham didn’t hold and steadying myself against the wall.
Guilt bit at me with each lusty moan I bit back.
Another partygoer stumbled into the room, dragging her friend along with her. We pressed backward to allow them in, Leo moaning under his breath as his cock slid against my panties again and again.
Could anyone smell sex? Would our lust be palpable in the small space? Every tiny noise made me tremble, worried we’d be overheard and exposing the sordid act for all to see.
My thighs weakened with each thrust of his dick, the nudges igniting my clit and making me ache for him to pull my panties aside and fuck me.
Still, I neglected to participate, clutching Graham’s hand tighter by the second.
Another couple came into the hiding place in a fit of laughter, cheering at their victory, and I felt hot, sticky cum splatter over my thighs. My eyes tipped back into my head as Leo’s cum sent me over the edge, a wall of pleasure hitting me at once. Leo’s teeth sunk into the back of my neck as I quaked, swallowing down my moans as wave after wave of orgasm threatened to knock me off my feet.
‘You alright, babe?’ Graham asked when I let out a gasp.
‘Yes,’ I managed to say, overwhelmed with heat.
My neck ached where Leo’s teeth had marked me as his, like some kind of animal. He withdrew from my thighs, reaching between my legs and gathering his cum on his fingers, before stuffing them inside me.
‘A gift,’ he breathed in my ear. ‘Until I can put it there with my dick.’
‘Hmm?’ Graham asked.
‘Nothing,’ I replied.
He scooped another finger full and fed it into my empty cunt.
My head buzzed as more people squashed into the room, the sticky remains of our forbidden moment making me more nauseated by the second.
Graham’s fingers became clammy in mine, my head swimming.
More bodies.
More stress.
Leo stroked his fingers over my collarbone before gripping my hair, and turning my head to whisper into my ear. ‘What’s next, pretty girl? You going to let that chump take you upstairs and half-heartedly fuck my cum up into your womb?’
‘Stop,’ I breathed.
‘Never. You’ll be my filthy girl forever.’
‘I hate you,’ I whispered, shame filling me.
‘No you don’t. You know where I am if you want to do this without all the subterfuge. If you want to be fucked like you deserve.’
The dirty words made my insides churn.
Then a light flicked on as the door opened, my mother appearing with a grin.
‘There you all are!’
‘You look a little flushed, babe,’ Graham said.
Leo squeezed my ass as he shuffled past me, the smuggest grin on his devious fucking face.
I really did want to hate him.
Unfortunately, he’d planted seeds of desire all those years ago, and despite my reluctance, they’d taken root.
Invaded.