by Annie George
Buck didn’t even hesitate. “Yes.”
“Susie!” Her mother’s tone was shocked.
“Yes, it’s true.”
“But he’s your stepbrother.”
“Mother, seriously? It’s not like we grew up together or anything.” She turned to Patrick. “You moved your son into this house with you. We’re the same age. He’s hot. What did you expect?”
Neither had anything to say. Buck brought the conversation back around to the issue at hand. “Right, okay, you guys are done. That’s obvious. Pop, I got you an apartment last week. You can move your shit in today.”
“Good, we can get out of this looney bin.”
“I’m not coming with you.”
“Huh?”
“I’m not coming with you,” Buck repeated patiently.
“But…”
Buck knew what his dad was concerned about. “Right, I’m done spending my hard earned money on food because you’ve spent your entire paycheck on booze. You’ll be responsible for your own rent and your own food. But since I know that’s probably beyond you, since you haven’t learned how by now, I’m afraid there’s no hope, I’ve hired someone to manage the money you’ll get from this divorce so you can’t spend it on inappropriate shit.”
“He’s not getting any of my money.”
It was Susie’s turn to address her mother. “Yeah, he is. Remember the pre-nup, Mother? He’s getting a million bucks. He can’t touch the rest of it, but you both signed fair and square.”
Loraine crossed her arms across her chest and pouted, then said. “Fine. They can get out and we can go back to the way things were.”
“Nope, I’m moving out as well.”
“But, I need you.”
“No you don’t. You need someone, yes, but it’s not going to be me. I’m sick of mediating disputes from the help because of something you’ve done. I’m tired of paying them back money you spent because you ‘forgot’ your credit cards. You have to grow up, Mother, and I’m done. I’ve hired you a manager to keep your employees happy, because lord knows you don’t care, and to manage your money. You have plenty of it, and you need to learn how to spend it appropriately.”
“You can’t do that.”
“It’s already been done.”
Before Susie knew what was happening her mother walked up to her and smacked her across the face. Susie stepped back on a foot and would have fallen if Buck hadn’t been standing there. Susie put a hand up to her face in shock and pain. Her mother had never struck her before. What the hell?
Buck moved swiftly, pulling Susie to his side and then pushing her behind him, so he blocked any access her mother might have had to her.
“And that’s one of the reasons why we’re all leaving. You act like a child, don’t take any responsibility for yourself , your employees or anyone else around you. You can’t see that you’ve been treating your own daughter like a slave. She hasn’t moved out before now because she’s been worried about you, and you don’t give a fuck. No one puts their hands on her in anger. Not even you. Now, I suggest you get your shit together and figure out what you’re doing to do, because Susie and I are out of here tonight. Your new house manager will be here in the morning to introduce herself to you and your staff. I suggest you play nice with her because otherwise you’ll find yourself trying to run this house by yourself, which is something I know you can’t do.”
Susie peeked around Buck and saw her mother looked pale. Her lips were smooshed together and she was breathing hard. She hated to see it, but she felt as if a hundred pound weight had been removed from her chest. Susie put a hand on Buck’s back and rubbed, showing her appreciation for him standing up to her. She sidestepped and addressed her mother.
“Mother, I appreciate all you’ve done for me, but it’s time I lived on my own. I want to finish college. I want to get out into the world.”
“I’ve given you everything.”
“You have,” Susie agreed immediately, “But it’s time you let me go. We’re both adults. You’re a billionaire, but you might as well not have any money. You don’t know how to manage your money or spend it. You act like spending twenty bucks to give your driver a tip is a crime. You need to live a little, mother.”
“I can’t believe you’re choosing your stepbrother over your mother.”
Susie rolled her eyes at her mother’s continued emphasis on her and Buck’s supposed familial relationship. She didn’t take her eyes away from her mother’s, but felt Buck’s arm go around her waist as he pulled her into his side in silent support.
“I’m not choosing Buck over you, Mother. I’ll still be in town, and I have every intention of coming to see you all the time. I love you, and I don’t want this to end our relationship. But I’m twenty one, I need to get out, live my own life.”
“With him?” Her words were dripping with disdain.
“Yeah, at least for now.” Susie couldn’t help but poke the bear a little. “And you know what? If we get married, you’ll be related to Patrick again.”
Buck chuckled under his breath and said, “Low blow” as they watched both Patrick and Loraine blanch.
Buck was apparently done with the conversation. “Okay, family meeting is over. It’s done. Pop, I’ll help you move your shit to your new apartment. Susie and I will move our stuff out over the next couple of days. Loraine, contact your lawyer and get the divorce paperwork started. That’s it. It’s over and done.”
Susie looked up at Buck and swallowed hard. They’d had the conversation recently about love, and she’d been relieved that Buck hadn’t fallen in love with her, but now? Looking up at him as he held her against his side, protected her from her mother’s wrath and made it clear where he stood about anyone hurting her? Yeah, she could feel herself leaning more toward wanting him in her life forever.
“Come on, Susie, we’ve got shit to do.”
Susie nodded and put her arm around Buck’s waist as he led them out of the sitting room.
“We’ve got to get some ice for your cheek.”
“I’m all right.”
“I can’t believe she hit you.”
“She didn’t hit me, she only smacked me.”
“Same fucking thing.”
“Not really.”
“I’m not in the mood for you to argue with me, Sis.”
Susie smiled as he led them to the kitchen. Missy quickly got an ice pack put together and tsked over the short version of the story Buck told her. Missy said she’d make sure the other employees knew the new house manager would be there the next day and that they’d know what was up with everything.
Buck thanked her and herded Susie out of the kitchen and up to his room.
“Where are we going now?”
“I have to spend the rest of the day moving Pop’s shit out of here and into his new apartment. I have to listen to him bitch about your mother and calm his shit down about what he’s gonna live off of. He’ll probably give me shit about you and me, and that pisses me off. I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks about us, but it’s gonna piss me off to hear it just the same. While I’m doing that, I have to leave you in this fucking house with your mother who is most likely still pissed at you and who just hit you. I’m stressed out and pissed and worried as fuck.”
Susie stumbled alongside Buck, knowing she wouldn’t fall because his arm was tight around her waist, and tried to soothe him with a light touch to his stomach as they hurried down the hall. “I’m sorry about all that, Buck, but where are we going?”
“My room. I need to erase the memory of all that shit by eating you, then fucking you. Maybe if I put your taste in my mouth instead of the pissed off taste I’ve got in my throat, I can function for the rest of the day.”
Susie smiled broadly. She was all for that.
Chapter Ten
Experimentation
Susie sat on the couch in the townhouse and blindly watched the television. She was a bit nervous, as Buck said he wanted to
try something different when he got home. Susie had no idea what that something different could be, as she thought they’d done just about everything they could do already. They’d worked their way through the list she’d made that first night, and then some. They’d already christened every room and every piece of furniture in their house. They’d even tried anal sex. It wasn’t something Susie wanted to do every night, but Buck had taken his time and gone as slow as she needed, and she’d found some enjoyment out of it.
The last three months had had their ups and downs. Her mother hadn’t completely forgiven her, but she hadn’t barred her from the house either. Susie still went over there every week to make sure all was well. She might be irritated with her mother, but she didn’t want her to end up on the streets or be taken advantage of by the employees either. The new house manager was working out very well. Everyone seemed to like her and even her mother grudgingly admitted she was doing a good job.
Buck’s pop was settling into his new routine as well. Since neither Loraine nor Patrick contested the divorce, it was settled quickly and the million dollars was transferred into an account Buck had set up in his dad’s name. Patrick didn’t have direct access to it, he had to go through the account manager, and Buck. He complained bitterly at first, but since he had a good place to live, food on the table, and he could use all of his own salary for booze, he’d settled down fairly quickly.
Buck continued to work at the golf course, but Mr. Dawson had been proud of the way he’d stepped up to take care of his father and had taken him under his wing. If things went the way Mr. Dawson suggested, Buck would quickly be moving up the ranks at the club.
Susie bit her thumb and jiggled her leg. She’d gotten some information from the local community college about finishing up her degree and moving on to get her Bachelor’s. She wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted to do, except that she preferred to work with numbers instead of people. She’d had enough of that to last a lifetime.
The conversation she and Buck had all those months ago had been weighing on her mind more and more. Somehow she’d fallen completely head over heels in love with her stepbrother. Well, technically they weren’t stepbrother and stepsister anymore, but they still called each other “Sis” and “Bro” all the time.
But Susie wanted more. She had no idea what Buck thought of her. Since he’d been a virgin when they’d met, she didn’t want him to suddenly get the itch to try out other women. They still had sex almost every night, but just the thought of Buck giving his cock to any other woman made her insanely jealous. It was her dick, dammit. Hers.
The sound of a key in the lock surprised Susie and she turned stood up and faced the door as Buck walked in. He was sweaty and had dirt stains on his clothes, but it only made her hotter for him.
“Hey. How was your day?”
“Good. Yours? See your mother today?”
“Yeah. All seems well there. You hungry?”
“No. Stopped on my way home. You?”
“Not really.”
They looked at each other across the room for a moment before Buck turned and locked the door. He turned back to her. “I have to shower. While I’m cleaning up, I want you on our bed, naked, hands over your head. I’ll be in as soon as I’m done.”
“I’m nervous.” The words came out of her mouth without thought.
Buck smiled and laughed a short laugh. “I’m not going to say you shouldn’t be, if that’s what you’re hoping, but I’m thinking you’re going to love everything I do to you tonight.”
“Oh Jesus.”
“Go on. Head upstairs. I’ll be up in a sec.”
“Ok, Bro.”
Buck followed Susie up the stairs. He was hard just thinking about what he had in store for her. He wasn’t one to watch porn, but he’d seen a video online that had stuck with him. He’d wanted to try it for ages, and tonight was finally the night. He’d ordered what he needed and knew they were in a solid place in their relationship. He couldn’t wait to try it out.
Buck wanted to take their relationship to that next level, but wasn’t sure how. He was in love with his former stepsister and wanted her, and everyone else, to know it. He wanted to publically claim her and make her promise that her pussy was his and his alone. He wasn’t ready to propose marriage, wasn’t sure when he would be. But he didn’t worry too much about that as he knew Susie felt the same way about marriage as he did. They didn’t have very good role models in that area, and it’d be a fuck of a big step if they did ever get there.
But he needed her to acknowledge what was between them was more than fucking. More than just being roommates, more than being fucking stepsiblings. It might have started out that way, but it wasn’t anymore.
Buck smiled at the sound of Susie opening and closing drawers in the bedroom as he stepped into the shower. The three shower heads felt amazing on his skin, but he didn’t dawdle. He had a plan and needed to see it through.
He stopped out of the shower and rapidly wiped his body down with a towel, taking off most of the moisture from his skin. He brushed his teeth quickly and dabbed on a bit of cologne. He knew how much Susie loved the smell of it on his skin.
He strode into the bedroom and felt his cock jump at the sight of Susie on their bed. She’d done just as he asked. She was completely naked and had her hands resting above her head on the pillow.
Instead of heading toward her on the bed, Buck entered their walk-in closet and got a bag he’d hidden behind some of his clothes in the back corner. He brought it back into the room and put it down on the floor next to the bed.
He leaned over and caressed Susie’s arms, from her palms, down to her shoulders, then back up. “Relax, Sis, this is gonna be fun.”
“For you or me?”
Buck smirked, she knew him so well. “For both of us.”
“What’s in the bag?”
“You’ll find out soon enough. Lift up, I need to move the comforter out of the way.”
Susie did as he asked and lifted her ass just enough so Buck could push the sheet and blankets out of his way to the foot of the bed.
“God, you smell delicious.” Buck leaned down and nudged her legs open. When Susie’s legs opened enough so he could see her glistening pussy, Buck rewarded her with a long lick between her folds. “And you taste even more delicious.”
Susie moaned and shifted under him.
“Keep your arms above your head.” Buck didn’t wait to see if she did as he asked, knowing she would, and he leaned down and brought out one of the items in the bag. It was a pair of leather wrist cuffs and a long piece of rope.
“Holy shit, Buck.”
They’d played around with restraints before, but this was the first time they would use actual wrist cuffs. There was a wide band of leather that buckled shut. The inside was lined with fur so as not to hurt the wearer and there were two large silver rings on the outside. Buck leaned over and grasped Susie’s right wrist and buckled the cuff on. He then did the same to her other wrist.
“How do they feel?”
“Good.”
“They don’t hurt? I didn’t make them too tight?”
Susie shook her head and looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Okay, next step then.” Buck took his time tying the ropes to the slats in the headboard. He made sure they were just the right length and that they were tied securely. When he was sure they were just how he wanted them, he turned his attention back to Susie.
“Wrist.” His dick jumped when she didn’t say anything, but simply held her right wrist to him for him to attach to the rope. He did the same with the other wrist.
“Now, how does that feel?”
Buck watched as Susie tested her bonds. Her arms were bent at the elbow so she had some room to move, but he knew the minute she realized how vulnerable she was when her eyes dilated and she looked up at him uncertainly.
“You are fucking gorgeous, Sis. I swear I’m not going to do anything you won’t like. No blood, no knives
, no torture. Just pleasure. Yours, then mine. Okay?”
“Okay, I’m just not sure why this feels so different than before.”
“Because it is.”
Susie smiled at him. “That didn’t make any sense.”
Buck leaned down and kissed her, but didn’t elaborate. “You ready for more?”
“More?”
“Yeah. More.”
“I guess.”
Buck leaned down and pulled out the next item from his bag. It was another set of cuffs, this time for her ankles.
“Uh, Buck, we don’t have a footboard to attach anything to.”
“Why don’t you let me worry about that?”
“Shit, okay. Yeah.”
Buck went through the same process of buckling on the ankle cuffs, making sure they were snug, but not too tight, before pulling out a long bar with hooks on each end.
“Oh fuck me. Is that what I think it is?”
“Yup, a spreader bar. I’m going to attach your ankles to it and you won’t be able to close your legs to me.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary, Buck.”
“Well, if we don’t need it, great, but I’m going to truss you up anyway, just in case. I’ll give you a choice though.”
“Nice of you,” Susie said sarcastically, but with a smile on her face.
“Knees up, or legs lying flat?”
Buck watched as Susie thought through her options. He could almost see her thinking.
“Legs flat.”
He chuckled, knowing for what he had in mind, legs flat would actually be harder for her, and easier for him. “You got it.” He got to work buckling her ankle cuffs to the pole. Once he was done he turned a screw and slowly expanded the bar, spreading her legs further and further apart.
“Hey!” Susie complained lifting her neck to look down at his handiwork.
“Easy, Sis,” Buck soothed, putting a hand on her stomach. “You’re good.” He separated her legs until they were as spread as he could make them and still have her be comfortable. He retightened the screw on the pole until it was tight again. “Test it.”