“Oh, kids, there you are.” Claire and Dad walk up to us, clearly oblivious to what is happening.
“Yeah, we just did the haunted mansion,” Violet replies shyly bowing her head to hide her pink cheeks.
“Really got the blood pumping.” I add.
Maverick and Axel both let out chuckles. They have to be as hard as I am right now. But every passing second standing here is deflating mydesperate to be in Violetcock.
“Okay, well we’re thinking about heading home now,” Dad paying us no real interest.
“Oh, um, I kind of want to stay a little longer.”
Violet’s response makes all of us stand up straight. Silently telling us she wants to come home with us. But it makes Claire look at her sceptically.
“We’ll keep an eye on her, Claire.” I throw my arm over her shoulder. She doesn’t shrug it off this time.
“You’re such a good boy, Landon.”
Violet rolls her eyes, and I hear Maverick whisper, “Four,” which results in Violet squirming in my arm. Seems like my little stepsister likes the idea of being spanked. And that makes my cock harden again. Not the right time, fuck.
“Okay well, just be home by midnight. Both of you.” Dad now decides to chime in and act like a father.
“We don’t need a curfew.” I groan. Seriously, I’m only staying until my belongings get delivered.
“While you are staying?—”
“Yeah, yeah I know. While I’m staying at your house, I will abide by your rules.” And they wonder why I don’t want to continue living there.
“Good, now, no later than midnight.”
I half-ass a fake salute, saying “Yes sir.” Fuck, I feel as if I’m fourteen again.
Violet again rolls her eyes as she turns her back to our parent's retreating forms.
Maverick laughs as he swats her ass playfully. “You must really want this ass turned red, little one.”
“You, little Mav, will never find out.”
“If you want to meet little Mav, maybe we should go to the haunted mansion again, I know he is dying to meet you.”
They both laugh while Axel and I both roll our eyes this time. For a man who is covered in tattoos and a beard, he looks mean, but he really is the softest out of us. Especially where Violet is concerned.
“Come on Letty, let’s go.” I guide Violet towards the car park.
“Sure thing, Landon. Such a good boy.” She mimics her Mum’s words from earlier with a heavily sarcastic tone.
I’m not sure who drove.
Axel calls out as if reading my thoughts. “I parked this way,”
Once we pile into the car, Axel grumbles to himself as Maverick and I sit on either side of Violet.
“Why?” Violet asks.
“Why what?” playing dumb.
“Why all of this?”
“We’ve all wanted you for a long time, but things got in the way.”
