Page 27 of Claimed By my Stepbrother
I only got an hour or two of sleep from quick naps between orgasms, and I almost called in sick to school this morning, but with only a couple weeks left, I decide to go. My pussy aches but in the most sinfully delicious ways.
Giuseppe picked me up this morning, as usual, but he was gracious enough to stop at a drive-through to get me the largest coffee Starbucks sells.
Ivy met me at the front gate when we arrived at school, and I immediately blushed, wondering if she could sense a change in my virginity status. She gave me a sideways look but, thankfully, didn’t question me where people could hear us.
She did, however, jog slower than normal in gym class, letting the other girls pass us. With the brief privacy, her devious plan afforded us, she grilled me, relentlessly, pausing only when someone laps us. Unable to lie to my best friend, I finally admit to what I’m doing with Knox. And, that I can’t wait to return home and let him do it all over again.
She gasps, pretending to be scandalized, but then she jumps up and down, squealing with glee. “Shut up, Ivy!” I hiss, seeing heads turning our way at her excitement.
The rest of the morning passes quickly, but I’m impatient to be home with Knox. He’s sent me several texts throughout the day, and much to my surprise, knowing he has a tracker on me makes me feel loved and protected rather than having my privacy invaded.
At lunch, sitting in the cafeteria with Ivy and our friends, my phone dings with a new text message.
Knox:Where are you?
I grin, wanting to toy with him.
Sirena:Ditched school, roaming the city. ??
A response comes in not even a minute later.
Knox:Naughty, naughty, babygirl. I’ll have to punish you for lying.
Knox:Go to your locker. There’s a surprise there for you with instructions. Don’t keep me waiting.
A surprise? How the heck did he get something into my locker without me noticing? I was literally just there before I came into the cafeteria and didn’t see anything suspicious. But, then again, I shouldn’t be surprised that he has ways to get what he wants.
Sirena:A surprise? ??
Knox:?? ?? ??
I giggle, standing from the table. “Where are you off to?” one of the girls asks, flipping her hair over her shoulder with the back of one hand. Ivy just looks at me, raises one brow, and giggles.
“I’ll be right back. I—I… forgot… something. In my—my locker.” I’ve never been this flustered before. Knox has some kind of power over me that short circuits my brain when I think about him and the things I want him doing to my body.
I gasp when I open my locker and see a gold box sitting on top of my textbooks. That mostdefinitelywasn’t there when I put my books away before lunch.
Reaching in, I take the box, surprised at how light it is. I take the lid off slowly, wondering what could be so important that he’d sneak it in to me in the middle of the day rather than giving it to me tonight at home. I gasp when I see the contents, quickly replacing the lid and putting it back in my locker and shutting the door.
My phone beeps.
Knox:Take it back out.
Knox:Be a good girl and follow the instructions, Sirena.
What the hell? How could he possibly know that I put it back in my locker? Is he here? I look around the hallway, and no, I’m alone.
Knox:Look up.
I glance up and spot a small dome in the corner of the hallway.Of course, he could have Preppy hack the security system here.
Knox:I’m waiting. You have two minutes.
I roll my eyes, but grab the box out of my locker, opening the lid just enough to grab the shimmering purple paper I spotted earlier.
Go to the bathroom and take off your underwear, replacing them with the contents of this box.
Return to the table with your friends.
