4. Daisy
Four
Daisy
My mouth aches from the way Jason kissed me.
I can’t help but smile, my heart accelerating with giddiness.
That was our first kiss. Oh my God. My fingers brush my bottom lip, tracing the mark of Jason’s bite.
It was wild and fierce, yet perfect. My tongue flicks out, wanting to savor his taste, desperately wishing for his mouth back on mine.
I want to say thank you to Nicky for being the unintentional linchpin to my grand plan, for giving me something that I’ve been dreaming about.
I can’t believe that happened.
I look up and find Nicky smirking at me, before he winks and mouths, you’re welcome. He turns his attention to Jason, and I can’t help but wonder, How did Nicky know that I wanted Jason? He’s just met me, but then again, it’s not like I’ve been subtle about my desire for my stepbrother.
If only Nicky dared Jason to fuck me. I would have enthusiastically consented to it.
My mouth goes dry thinking about being bent over the couch, fucked in whatever way Jason wanted while his best friend watched.
I swallow thickly, tension mounting in my abdomen from the lust knotting itself within me.
I’ve got to get my head out of the gutter. If I don’t stop thinking dirty thoughts, I’m not going to complete my mission.
The noise of the music playing, and of Jason and Nicky talking, fades further into the background as I plummet deeper into my thoughts.
The kiss changed everything for me. I want Jason more than I ever have before. It gave me a taste of what I could have.
I stare at my stepbrother, my eyes tracing around his lips while he speaks to Nicky. When he realizes that my attention is fixed on him, he glares at me, his lip curling in repulsion.
Clearly, the kiss changed nothing for Jason.
He still hates me, and he’s looking at me like the kiss is my fault. But that’s okay because I’m determined to get what I want.
I quickly look away and take a seat on the couch furthest from Jason. My mind begins to consider what I could do next to persuade him to give in to me. Victory is already within my grasp. The night is only just beginning and we’ve already kissed…and taken drugs.
My hand rubs against my arm as I think about what’s coursing through my body.
Drugs weren’t part of my scheme to make my stepbrother fall in love with me.
I’m not totally innocent though. I’ve snorted cocaine before, but I’ve never experimented with acid.
But when Nicky described magic and learning the mysteries of the universe, I became curious.
Deep down I’ve been longing for a sense of purpose, something that tells me I’m more than my mother believes.
She always tells me I’m not good for anything.
She didn’t even want me to exist. Her words constantly ring in my ears, a reminder of an unwelcome truth I wish I could escape.
So, there must be a reason I’m here, right?
Maybe through this experience I can discover something about myself. Answers that I’ve long been looking for. It might be a far-fetched plan, but I’m willing to try.
I sink further into the couch, the fabric soothing my anxiety.
Nicky drops a cold bottle in my hand, and I look up at him through my eyelashes.
“Thank you.” I smile at the blond man, and he gives me another flirty wink.
“Anything for you, babe.”
The cap is already off. He’s a gentleman. Jason could learn some manners from him. I watch Nicky walk back over to Jason as I take a massive sip. The liquid is cold and refreshing, and I sigh, licking my lips. It’s just what I needed.